Date: Tue, 22 Aug 2000 11:51:20 +0200
To:  filks@lspace.org
From: Patrick Dersjant 
Subject: Filks

The Pianoape (posted on 2000-02-10), under DW filks
  (At the Mended Drum, date unknown)
  


  It's nine o'clock on a Saturday
  The regular crowd shuffles in
  There's a mon...orang utang next to me
  Looking deep into his tonic and gin

  I say, "Ape, can you play me a melody?
  I'm not really sure how it goes
  But it's sad and it's sweet and I knew it complete
  When I wore a wizzard man's clothes"

  La la la, de de da
  La la la, de de da
  De da da

  CHORUS
  Play us a song, you're the piano ape
  Play us a song tonight
  Well, we're all in the mood for a melody
  And you've got us feelin' alright

  Bill Door at the bar is a friend of mine
  He gets me my drinks for free
  He is quick with a scythe, and he dances alright
  But there's someplace that he'd rather be
  He says, "FRIEND, I BELIEVE THIS IS KILLING ME"
  As he turns and faces the chaps
  "WELL I'M SURE, I COULD BE A MOVIE STAR
  IF I COULD GET RID OF THOSE CAPS"

  Oh, La la la, de de da
  La la la, de de da
  De da da

  Now Gimlet's a real rat and ketchup dwarf
  Who never had time for a wife
  And he's talkin' with charm, to dear Mrs Palm
  And probably will do so for life

  And the Patrician is practicing politics
  As the Heads of the Guilds slowly get stoned
  Yes, they're sharing a dream they call Ankh-Morpork
  It's the place they all call their home

  CHORUS
 
  It's a pretty good crowd for a Saturday
  And th' Librarian gives me a smile
  'Cause he knows it's not me they've been comin' to see
  To forget about life for a while
  And the piano sounds like a BSJ
  And the microphone smells like the Ankh
  And they sit in the Drum, adding noise to the hum
  And say, "Man, can you play us some funk?"
 
  Ook, ook ook ook ook ook ook,
  Ook, ook ook ook ook ook ook,
  Ook ook ook.

  CHORUS

Patrick