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Past Due track 13. Thanks to rocketman0739 for providing high-quality versions of these songs.
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[book: Kerrion Empire series, Janet E. Morris]
Lyrics:
She is always on my mind as she lies in space
She is mine in my thoughts' embrace
In time I am hers, out of time she waits through me
But how much longer can this be?
Chorus:
Cruiser dreaming
Dancer's seemings
Can never be as real as sponge is
To my ship and me
Starlight haunts us
Cruiser consciousness is
Wrapped around the stars
And through eternity
Though she is infinity, she is a point in time
She one with others of her line
She speaks and she hears, she guides and understands
How can she be a work of man?
(Chorus)
In another time and place, she would share my bed
Here and now, we share dreams instead
Her body is another's, but her soul belongs to me
Someday we two will be set free
(Chorus x2)
Past Due track 13. Thanks to rocketman0739 for providing high-quality versions of these songs.
Download the album here: archive.org/details/filk_past_due
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[book: Kerrion Empire series, Janet E. Morris]
Lyrics:
She is always on my mind as she lies in space
She is mine in my thoughts' embrace
In time I am hers, out of time she waits through me
But how much longer can this be?
Chorus:
Cruiser dreaming
Dancer's seemings
Can never be as real as sponge is
To my ship and me
Starlight haunts us
Cruiser consciousness is
Wrapped around the stars
And through eternity
Though she is infinity, she is a point in time
She one with others of her line
She speaks and she hears, she guides and understands
How can she be a work of man?
(Chorus)
In another time and place, she would share my bed
Here and now, we share dreams instead
Her body is another's, but her soul belongs to me
Someday we two will be set free
(Chorus x2)
![Bill Sutton - Cruiser Dreaming [HQ]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/KKVCDIGTgoM/mqdefault.jpg "Bill Sutton - Cruiser Dreaming [HQ]
Past Due track 13. Thanks to rocketman0739 for providing high-quality versions of these songs.
Download the album here: https://archive.org/details/filk_past_due
[book: Kerrion Empire series, Janet E. Morris]
Lyrics:
She is always on my mind as she lies in space
She is mine in my thoughts embrace
In time I am hers, out of time she waits through me
But how much longer can this be?
Chorus:
Cruiser dreaming
Dancers seemings
Can never be as real as sponge is
To my ship and me
Starlight haunts us
Cruiser consciousness is
Wrapped around the stars
And through eternity
Though she is infinity, she is a point in time
She one with others of her line
She speaks and she hears, she guides and understands
How can she be a work of man?
(Chorus)
In another time and place, she would share my bed
Here and now, we share dreams instead
Her body is anothers, but her soul belongs to me
Someday we two will be set free
(Chorus x2)")
![Leslie Fish & the Dehorn Crew - Dark Rosaleen [HQ]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/KaKSfyOF6bc/mqdefault.jpg "Leslie Fish & the Dehorn Crew - Dark Rosaleen [HQ]
Its Sister Jennys Turn to Throw the Bomb track 04. Thanks to rocketman0739 for providing high-quality versions of these songs.
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Lyrics:
O my dark Rosaleen, do not sigh, do not weep!
The priests are on the ocean green, they march along the deep.
There’s wine from the royal Pope upon the ocean green;
And Spanish ale shall give you hope, my Dark Rosaleen!
O Róisín Dubh!
Shall glad your heart, shall give you hope,
Shall give you health, and help, and hope,
O Róisín Dubh!
Over hills, and thro’ dales, have I roam’d for your sake;
All yesterday I sail’d with sails on river and on lake.
The Erne, at its highest flood, I dash’d across unseen,
For there was lightning in my blood, my Dark Rosaleen!
O Róisín Dubh!
O, there was lightning in my blood,
Red lightning lighten’d thro’ my blood.
O Róisín Dubh!
All day long in unrest, to and fro do I move.
The very soul within my breast is wasted for your love!
This heart in my body faints to think of you, my Queen,
My life of life, my saint of saints, my Dark Rosaleen!
O Róisín Dubh!
To hear your sweet and sad complaints,
My life, my love, my saint of saints,
O Róisín Dubh!
Woe and pain, pain and woe, are my lot, night and noon,
To see your bright face clouded so, like unto the mournful moon.
But yet will I rear your throne again in golden sheen;
‘Tis you shall reign and reign alone, my Dark Rosaleen!
O Róisín Dubh!
‘Tis you shall have the golden throne,
‘Tis you shall reign and reign alone,
O Róisín Dubh!
Over dews, over sands will I fly, for your weal:
Your holy delicate white hands shall circle me with steel.
At home, in your emerald bowers, from morning’s dawn till e’en,
You’ll pray for me, my flower of flowers, my Dark Rosaleen!
O Róisín Dubh!
You’ll think of me through daylight’s hours
My virgin flower, my flower of flowers,
O Róisín Dubh!
I could scale the blue air, I could plough the high hills,
Or I could kneel all night in prayer, to heal your many ills!
And one beaming smile from you would float like light between
My toils and me, my own, my true, my Dark Rosaleen!
O Róisín Dubh!
Would give me life and soul anew,
A second life, a soul anew,
O Róisín Dubh!
O, the Erne shall run red with redundance of blood,
The earth shall rock beneath our tread, and flames wrap hill and wood,
And gun-peal and slogan-cry wake many a glen serene,
Ere you shall fade, ere you shall die, my Dark Rosaleen!
O Róisín Dubh!
The Judgement Hour must first be nigh,
Ere you can fade, ere you can die,
O Róisín Dubh!")
![Technical Difficulties - Break Forth [HQ]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/KoypuevTPpc/mqdefault.jpg "Technical Difficulties - Break Forth [HQ]
Please Stand By track 09. Thanks to rocketman0739 for providing high-quality versions of these songs.
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Lyrics:
Break forth from gravitys fearsome well
Amid the engines roaring
Each ship in which our spirits dwell
Into the aether soaring
This quest though now in infancy
The future of our world shall be
The power of ignorance breaking
Our newest frontier making")
![Bob Kanefsky/Leslie Fish - Trilogy Readers [HQ]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/LIYr9Rvoj2Y/mqdefault.jpg "Bob Kanefsky/Leslie Fish - Trilogy Readers [HQ]
Tapeworm I track 11. Thanks to rocketman0739 for providing high-quality versions of these songs.
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Lyrics:
We bought your book, and we drooled in droves
Over endless action from front to back.
We finished the book and found we’d been took,
For an end is an awful thing to lack.
But the author says she’s not done.
We’d have saved our cash if she’d mentioned it then.
And she won’t say why, and she won’t say how.
She says To Be Continued—suckered again!
But they don’t work, so they don’t care.
Each volume costs us an hour’s wage.
For they only see how the money rolls in,
And that publishers pay them by the page.
So the author laughs and rubs her hands,
And the publishers make a tidy sum.
And the bookstores where they spring their trap
Rake our paychecks in as fast as they come.
“The end is near,” the author claims.
You publishers sing the same refrain.
But we won’t stand this kind of deceit,
And knowing we may be waiting in vain.
We demand to read finished work;
This is art, not some layaway plan!
And you greedy hogs better heed our call,
Or you’ll know the wrath of S.F. fans.
For we’ve found a way we can get revenge
On trilogy authors, one and all.
You’ll regret the size of your debt
When you find that your back’s against the wall.
Then youll yield to our demands
When we tell you just what we’ve got in store.
If you want the details of what we’ve planned...
You’ll have to wait: the end’s in Westerfilk Four.")
![Kathy Mar - Lady Ellen [HQ]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/MEunL5lPq7k/mqdefault.jpg "Kathy Mar - Lady Ellen [HQ]
Thanks to rocketman0739 for providing high-quality versions of these songs.
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Lyrics:
Lady Ellen wandered in the quiet wood
Pondering the suitors for her hand
Wishing for a life alone and yet, with love
Bending to her fathers one command
All at once a rustle and a sweet perfume
Filled the little meadow where she stood
All at once a silver, silken unicorn
Took a dainty step out of the wood
Lady Ellen gasped and took a trembling step
Reaching out in timid quaking grace
Quivering, the unicorn stepped forward too
Quiet terror showing on its face
And in one light touch their spirits joined and sang
Sharing their unspoken thoughts and fears
Lady Ellen gazed into the midnight eyes
Losing in that look one thousand years
Lady Ellen wanders in the city streets
Staring at the traffic and the light
Looking for a unicorn that disappeared
And left her in this lonely future night")
![Frank Hayes - Hucksters Song [HQ]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/Mi-q5TRRkf0/mqdefault.jpg "Frank Hayes - Hucksters Song [HQ]
Dont Ask track 19. Thanks to rocketman0739 for providing high-quality versions of these songs.
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Lyrics:
They are now to be among you at the jingling of your coin
Rest assured, the hucksters here quite happily will join
In whatever odd transaction they see is going on
For whenever two or more of you are gathered at a con
There is cash
There is cash
Now a man shall leave his labors and a woman leave her job
And they shall travel to the con and join the fannish mob
In the huckster room, their paychecks will dwindle into dust
For a huckster knows what he must do and does the things he must
For their cash
For their cash
So then whats to be the reason to lay out your hard-earned bread?
Is it books, or games, or weapons, or the art show now instead?
Well, an artists just a huckster with some semblance of a heart
Its still the highest bidder, and wherever there is art,
There is cash
There is cash
They are now to be among you at the rustling of your green
Rest assured, theyll do most anything thats not obscene
To separate your silver from your person till its gone
For wherever two or more of you are gathered at a con
There is cash
Or, more precisely, there was cash")
![Technical Difficulties - Elizabeths Song [HQ]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/N42VLWUF9i8/mqdefault.jpg "Technical Difficulties - Elizabeths Song [HQ]
Please Stand By track 03. Thanks to rocketman0739 for providing high-quality versions of these songs.
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Lyrics:
Please let me see
The world you see
I look to heaven’s height
I only see clouds
You look to heaven’s height
Dragons abound
So please paint for me
The colors you see when you dream
I long to know
The hues and the shades of your soul
It seems to me (Elizabeth)
You see the world quite differently (your world is different)
What magical key (Elizabeth)
Unlocks your reality (or all your fantasies)?
Please paint for me
The colors you see
I hear a song
I hear words and notes
You hear a song
You hear more than both
So please sing to me
The songs that you hear when you dream
I long to know
The echoing chords of your soul
It seems to me (Elizabeth)
You hear the world quite differently (your world is different)
What magical key (Elizabeth)
Unlocks your reality (or all your fantasies)?
Please sing to me
The songs you hear
I’ve known joy, sorrow, and pain
You’ve felt them too,
But is it the same?
So please give to me
The passions you feel when you dream
I long to know
The depth and the touch of your soul
It seems to me (Elizabeth)
You feel the world quite differently (your world is different)
What magical key (Elizabeth)
Unlocks your reality (or all your fantasies)?
Please give to me
The passions you feel
Please give to me
Elizabeth")
![Leslie Fish & the Dehorn Crew - The Preacher and the Slave [HQ]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/NWobqv_3pPA/mqdefault.jpg "Leslie Fish & the Dehorn Crew - The Preacher and the Slave [HQ]
Its Sister Jennys Turn to Throw the Bomb track 07. Thanks to rocketman0739 for providing high-quality versions of these songs.
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Find more of Leslie Fishs music at: https://lesliefish.bandcamp.com/
Lyrics:
Long-haired preachers come out every night (come to Jesus)
Try to tell you whats wrong and whats right (from the Bible)
But when asked about something to eat (are you saved?)
They will answer in voices so sweet (get a job!)
Chorus:
You will eat, by and by,
In that glorious land above the sky (way up high)
Work and pray, live on hay,
Youll get pie in the sky when you die (thats a lie)
And the Starvation Army they play (Rock of Ages)
And they sing and they clap and they pray (hallelujah)
Till they get all your coin on the drum (give another)
Then theyll tell you when youre on the bum (have a doughnut)
(Chorus)
Holy Rollers and jumpers come out (hear the guru)
And they roll and they jump and they shout (spare change?)
“Give your money, hare krishna,” they say (buy some incense)
“And youll eat on that glorious day.” (brown rice)
(Chorus)
Working folks of all countries, unite
Side by side we for freedom will fight
When this world and its wealth we have gained
To the grafters well sing this refrain:
You will eat, by and by,
When you learn how to cook and to fry
Chop some wood, itll do you good,
And youll eat in the sweet by-and-by (thats no lie)")
![Frank Hayes - Clock on the Wall [HQ]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/NXpP8C655YI/mqdefault.jpg "Frank Hayes - Clock on the Wall [HQ]
Dont Ask track 20. Thanks to rocketman0739 for providing high-quality versions of these songs.
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Lyrics:
I think you know I loved you from the start,
And I know you knew I thought wed never part,
Our love it was a nova, but then you said its over,
And you left that big black hole down in my heart.
I cant forget the night you threw me out,
Though I dont recall just what we fought about,
But it hurt so bad I thought my heart would burst.
Dear, you might at least have let me suit up first.
And the clock on the wall keeps on a-ticking,
Counting the time since youve been gone,
Now nothing is left to carry me on,
Nothing at all, but the clock on the wall.
Rushing through the interstellar night,
Thirty-seven times the speed of light,
And I cant hear the rhyme, the scansion, nor the time,
Cause when you go this fast the clocks run backwards.
So though you left me stranded and alone,
Here without a life to call my own,
When that clock turns back a month or more,
I know youll come walking right back through that door.
And the clock on the wall keeps on a-ticking
(You listen close, you can hear it going “Kot-kit, kot-kit, kot-kit,” which is really just “Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock,” only of course its going backwards)
Counting the hours since youve been gone,
Now nothing is left to carry me on,
Nothing at all, but the clock on the wall.
And the clock on the wall keeps on a-ticking,
Counting the hours since youve been gone,
Now nothing is left to carry me on,
Nothing at all, but the clock on the wall.
Nothing at all, but the clock on the wall.")
![Leslie Fish - Hello! Remember Us? [HQ]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/O68DedIacWM/mqdefault.jpg "Leslie Fish - Hello! Remember Us? [HQ]
Firestorm track 11. Thanks to rocketman0739 for providing high-quality versions of these songs.
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Lyrics:
Hello! Remember us?
The ones you left behind,
When half the Earth was burning
And all the sky was blind?
You lords of wealth and power
Who made the missiles fly,
Remember how you hid yourselves
And left us here to die?
Hello! Hello! Hello!
Hello! Remember us?
No doubt you shed a tear
Before you took yourselves below
And left us standing here
Now arent you pleased to see us
So many still alive?
Or did you hope to find a world
Where you alone survived?
Hello! Hello! Hello!
Hello! Remember us?
We sure remember you!
Remember how our world was
And what you brought it to?
And when the dead were buried,
The dust all cleared away,
We set ourselves about your door
And waited for this day.
Hello! Hello! Hello!
Hello! Remember us?
It seems were hard to kill
Though more than half were slaughtered then,
Enough are living still
And if now we dont obey you
Why should you find it strange?
We lived this long without you
And we see no need to change.
Hello! Hello! Hello!
Hello! Remember us?
We swear that this is true
Whatever world remains through us,
It will not go to you!
We know what dreams you harbored;
Come kiss them all goodbye.
Come up and claim your kingdom now,
Come out, stand up, and die!
Hello! Hello! Hello!
Goodbye!")
![Jordin Kare - The Quest [HQ]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/OK6B80DmP1A/mqdefault.jpg "Jordin Kare - The Quest [HQ]
Parody Violation track 7. Thanks to rocketman0739 for providing high-quality versions of these songs.
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Lyrics (Rudyard Kipling):
The knight came home from the quest, muddied and sore he came
Battered of shield and crest, bannerless, bruised and lame
In fighting we take no shame, better is man for a fall
Merrily borne, the bugle-horn answered the warder’s call:
Chorus: Here is my lance to mend (Haro!),
Here is my horse to be shot!
Oh yes, they were strong, the fight was long,
But I paid as good as I got!
I paid em as good as I got!
Oh, dark and deep was their van, that mocked my battle-cry
I could not miss my man, but I could not carry by
Utterly whelmed was I; flung under, horse and all.
Merrily borne, the bugle-horn answered the warder’s call:
(Chorus)
My wounds are noised abroad, but theirs my foemen cloak
You see my broken sword, but never the blades she broke
Trading them stroke for stroke, good handsel over all.
Merrily borne, the bugle-horn answered the warder’s call:
(Chorus)
My shame you count and know, you say my quest is vain
But you have not seen my foe, you havent counted his slain
Surely he fights again, again, but when you prove his line,
There will come to your aid my broken blade in this last, lost fight of mine!
(Chorus)")
