This is a filk I've had floating around my machine for a good while 
now. I thought I'd share it with you.

Subject: Dorfl
Tune:    "Park Life" by Blur


Part Life
Part Life
Part Life
Part Life

Naked Vitalism is the common theme among all you people who hate us 
because we've only got a 
Part Life

and all you can see of our world as you stroll through it blind is 
what you want make of our own little
Part Life

We have a value, it's measured out in dollars because it's the only 
thing we start with in our tiny little
Part Life

we're bought and sold, acquiring new skills, which adds another set 
of figures to the value of our soul

All, the golems, so many golems, 
We all work endlessly
endlessley through our
Part Life

We never stop, except on holy days when we can go and get things 
sorted, and keep a hold upon our
Part Life

We're treated badly, just like another piece of old machinery, and 
all we have is work in our
Part Life

You've got a complex. You get intimidated by our watchful stares, as 
they observe everything you do
Part Life

and then you'll go home, and spread some more lies about us, safe in 
the knowledge that our value is all we have 
Part Life

All, the golems, so many golems, 
We all work endlessly
endlessley through our
Part Life

All, the golems, so many golems, 
We all work endlessly
endlessley through our
Part Life

Part Life


Barry R. B.F.  

-- 
A weed is defined as "A plant in the wrong place"