Uploaded August 2022 | Updated September 2026, 2 hours ago

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Tapeworm I track 7. Thanks to rocketman0739 for providing high-quality versions of these songs.
Download the album here: archive.org/details/filk_tapeworm_1
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Lyrics:

If I see her again,
I shall meet my doom
In the smoke-filled air
Of the chair-ringed room,
When the hour is late
And the seats are bare,
In the form of an upturned
Well-aimed chair.
For where there’s a tune, there are filks to spare,
And one of the filks is mine.

[second verse by Leslie Fish, not Bob Kanefsky]
Have you seen her again
When the night grows old,
When the songs turn ose
And the words grow bold?
When the booze runs free
And mundanes have fled,
When the fumes and smoke
Knock allergics dead,
Where the night hotel clerks all fear to tread
As if the floor were mined.

We will see her again
When the mikes shall cry,
When the lights fall down
As the notes run high.
She will strike a chord
On her old guitar
With its twelve strings bare
To the heaven’s stars.
She will sing all night till they close the bars,
And no one in sight will mind.