![Julia Ecklar - The Horse-Tamers Daughter [HQ] @SongsfromtheStars](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/XiDHNXtNyfA/maxresdefault.jpg)
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Horse-Tamer's Daughter track 14. Thanks to rocketman0739 for providing high-quality versions of these songs.
Download the album here: archive.org/details/filk_horse-tamers_daughter
Find more of Julia Ecklar's excellent music at: prometheus-music.com
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Horse-Tamer's Daughter track 14. Thanks to rocketman0739 for providing high-quality versions of these songs.
Download the album here: archive.org/details/filk_horse-tamers_daughter
Find more of Julia Ecklar's excellent music at: prometheus-music.com
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Lyrics:
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![Julia Ecklar - The Horse-Tamers Daughter [HQ]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/XiDHNXtNyfA/mqdefault.jpg "Julia Ecklar - The Horse-Tamers Daughter [HQ]
Horse-Tamers Daughter track 14. Thanks to rocketman0739 for providing high-quality versions of these songs.
Download the album here: https://archive.org/details/filk_horse-tamers_daughter
Find more of Julia Ecklars excellent music at: https://www.prometheus-music.com/
Lyrics:
Too long for description; see comment.")
![Bill Sutton - Stringer [HQ]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/Y0IpY2xinvY/mqdefault.jpg "Bill Sutton - Stringer [HQ]
Past Due track 08. Thanks to rocketman0739 for providing high-quality versions of these songs.
Download the album here: https://archive.org/details/filk_past_due
[book: Soul Rider series, Jack L. Chalker]
Lyrics:
I am a stringer who rides in flux
I haul my cargo with dugger trucks
Through the murky nothingness I follow hidden strands
From apron into Anchor, from flux into Fluxlands
Through perils from a power that I cannot avoid
Where wizards thrive and wizards wait and wizards are destroyed
By all of the guild together
By all of the guild together
I am a seeker of knowledge lost
I am a victim of wisdoms cost
For the wonders that we do are nothing set beside
The wonders of our fathers who brought us here to hide
From perils in a universe that they could not avoid
And here we thrive and here we wait and here well be destroyed
With all of the world together
With all of the world together
I am a dreamer of distant shores
I stand and ponder on open doors
And I see the age begin when we will have the key
And we will be exactly what our fathers meant to be
The masters of a universe that we cannot avoid
And we will thrive and we will fly and share a different void
With all of the stars together
With all of the stars together
With all of the stars together
With all of the stars together
I am a stringer who rides in flux
I am a stringer who rides in flux
I am a stringer who rides in flux")
![Leslie Fish - Black Powder and Alcohol [HQ]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/Y4F7opVc-yY/mqdefault.jpg "Leslie Fish - Black Powder and Alcohol [HQ]
Firestorm track 13. Thanks to rocketman0739 for providing high-quality versions of these songs.
Download the album here: https://archive.org/details/filk_firestorm
Find more of Leslie Fishs music at: https://lesliefish.bandcamp.com/
Lyrics:
Chorus:
Black powder and alcohol
When the states and the cities fall
When your back is against the wall
Black powder and alcohol
Give me charcoal to the measure two
Send the bullet where you want it to
Give me sulfur to the measure three
Make that powder gonna keep you free
Give me saltpeter, measure fifteen
Sweetest shooting that youve ever seen
(Chorus)
Gimme water, yeast, and veggie trash
Leave it sitting in the slurry mash
When its ready, put it in the still
If you cant heat it then the sunlight will
Draw the alcohol away, and then
You put the slurry back and start again
(Chorus)
Booze will clean your cuts or run your car
You can make it anywhere you are
Black powder in your cartridge shell
Will send the robbers runnin clean to hell
You can make em if you just know how
So kids, remember what Im telling you now
(Chorus)
Again!
(Chorus)
Yah!")
![Aislinn (Anne Prather) - High Wings [HQ]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/Z0gUF2vmhsk/mqdefault.jpg "Aislinn (Anne Prather) - High Wings [HQ]
High Wings track 6. Thanks to rocketman0739 for providing high-quality versions of these songs.
Download the album here: https://archive.org/details/filk_high_wings
Lyrics:
I feel my soul is growing
Shining wings to reach the sun
And I feel a wind come calling far and higher
I think Ill soon be going all my journeys just begun
As I lift through shining realms of shifting fire
I feel the starwinds blowing
Through the feathers in the air
Through white and ghostly wings of silver wonder
The winds are Heaven calling
And the winds are rising where
I shall go into the heavens riding thunder
Ive watched the sky with yearning
Unbidden through all my years
With no clear understanding of the meaning
The dreams they all are burning
With the pain of drying tears
With ship, or soon without it
Ill be leaving
To fly, and still fly further
Than our ways may know or tell
Of mystic tides of starshine
Ill take measure
I go—I dont know whether
Its to paradise or hell
But the beauty of the journey
Is the treasure.")
![Leslie Fish - Still Alive [HQ]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/ZpDbwpL0Ce0/mqdefault.jpg "Leslie Fish - Still Alive [HQ]
Firestorm track 12. Thanks to rocketman0739 for providing high-quality versions of these songs.
Download the album here: https://archive.org/details/filk_firestorm
Find more of Leslie Fishs music at: https://lesliefish.bandcamp.com/
Lyrics:
Running from the future
Running from the past
Running from the mirror
How long can you last?
Dont look back—the thunders rolling
Dont look back—you know whats there
Dont look back—the sight will break you
Look ahead and forget to care
Running from the darkness
Running from the day
Running from the voices
See no other way
Cross my name out of your pages
Turn your face away, forget the sight
Put back the stone you found me under
Dont drag me back into the light
Running from the living
Running from the dead
Running from the memories
Just one jump ahead
But youre still alive—theres a face in the mirror
Still alive—the dead dont bleed
Still alive—life is a changer
And youre no stranger; come take what you need
There will be an answer
The sun will rise
Love is a survivor
Open your eyes
Running from the future
Running from the past
Running from the mirror
How long can you last?
How long can you last?
How long can you last?")
![Bob Kanefsky/Heather Alexander - White Unicorn II [HQ]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/_J4LUgUztR4/mqdefault.jpg "Bob Kanefsky/Heather Alexander - White Unicorn II [HQ]
Tapeworm I track 9. Thanks to rocketman0739 for providing high-quality versions of these songs.
Download the album here: https://archive.org/details/filk_tapeworm_1
Lyrics:
I am he you stick on your window-pane.
I am he that haunts your days.
I am he that maidens once sought in vain.
Long dead, and now the latest craze.
When you get letters from your friends,
Each page of them I will adorn.
My reign of cuteness never ends:
I am the white unicorn.
My horn of silvery tinsel is honed.
My shoulders bear butterfly wings.
I am the teddy bear you never owned.
I am the song the Smurfs all sing.
One look into my big brown eyes,
No deeper than a children’s poem.
Adults are so quick to hypnotize:
You’ll buy me and you’ll take me home.
My coat is white as the purest snow.
My face is too cute to hide.
Prison me not in that box with a bow;
I’m scared it may be dark inside.
Oh, what a cruel blow you have dealt:
You gave me to a child of three.
Her heart’s too pure and will not melt,
And she is as cute as me!
I am he that’s stuck to a candy cane,
Off-white, and with a bright blue patch.
I am he, with chocolate smeared through my mane.
By gosh, I think I’ve met my match.
How could you leave me in her care,
Mistreated and forlorn?
Her grubby hands clenched in my hair:
One shabby white unicorn.")
![Aislinn (Anne Prather) - (The Wind Is) A Game Played by Two [HQ]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/_nHZoGkjA3E/mqdefault.jpg "Aislinn (Anne Prather) - (The Wind Is) A Game Played by Two [HQ]
High Wings track 9. Thanks to rocketman0739 for providing high-quality versions of these songs.
Download the album here: https://archive.org/details/filk_high_wings
Lyrics:
Take me away to a sky dappled blue
Where each passing moment brings
Something else new
But the joys still the same
And the wind is a game
Played by two.
Ah how the silence is growing out here
Where I cant touch the ground
It touches my worries, my hopes and my fears
With a freedom new-found
And it brings me round
To perfection right here.
Let me fly
With the wings of a bird
In a free-wheeling ecstacy
Far beyond words
Where the sun greets the dawn
And the breeze ripples on, undeterred.
Let the myriad stars
Be my guide
I sit here in mid-air
So caught up inside
But my soul seeks the wind
And each flight begins
A new realm of delight
Ah how the silence is growing each day
In the arms of the wind
The airplanes that opened the sky to me say
Theyre my allies and friends
And each flight begins
In a dazzling new way
Take me away
To a sky dappled blue
Where each passing moment
Brings something else new
And the wind is
A game played by two
The wind is
A game played by two.")
![Jordin Kare - The Designer [HQ]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/_w3whakzRGg/mqdefault.jpg "Jordin Kare - The Designer [HQ]
Fire in the Sky track 07. Thanks to rocketman0739 for providing high-quality versions of these songs.
Download the album here: https://archive.org/details/filk_fire_in_the_sky
Lyrics:
The designer sat at his drafting board
A wealth of facts in his head was stored
Of what can be done with a radial drill,
A turret lathe, or a vertical mill
But above all things a knack he had
Of driving machinists completely mad
So he mused, as he thoughtfully scratched his bean,
“Just how can I make this thing hard to machine?
If I make this body perfectly straight,
The job would surely come out first rate,
But that would be easy to cut and bore!
It never would make the machinist sore.
“So Ill throw in a compound angle there
And a couple of tapers to make them swear.
Now brass would do for this little gear,
But thats too easy to carve I fear,
So just to make a machinist squeal
Ill have him machine it from tungsten steel.
“And Ill put the holes that hold the cap
Down underneath where they cant be tapped.
Now, if they can make it, theyll do it by luck,
Cause it cant be held with a dog or a chuck.
And it cant be drilled nor planed nor ground,
So I think my design is completely sound.”
The designer sat back. His plan he surveyed:
The screwiest thing he had ever made.
He signed his name with a line so thin
Then put down his pencil and started to grin.
He shouted in glee, “Success at last!
Ive designed a part that cant even be cast.”")
![Leslie Fish - Walk Through the Night-Side [HQ]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/aSWgpp1Jcws/mqdefault.jpg "Leslie Fish - Walk Through the Night-Side [HQ]
Firestorm track 03. Thanks to rocketman0739 for providing high-quality versions of these songs.
Download the album here: https://archive.org/details/filk_firestorm
Find more of Leslie Fishs music at: https://lesliefish.bandcamp.com/
Lyrics:
Empty street of beads of light
None spell safety in my sight
Lend me a knife
Lend me a life
So I can make it home tonight
Chorus:
Walk through the night-side
Walk like a beast
Stalk like a caveman
Starved rock-bottom changes least
Stalking down the silent stone
Distance, keep me safe alone
With a ready grip
On a scrap-iron strip
Sure as a club of bison bone
(Chorus)
City jungle, yes, its true
Thats what cops and robbers do
Try to get free
Thats how to be
Strong enough to walk it through
(Chorus)
So come on, junkie, rapist, crook
Stop and take another look
Im still alive
And mean to survive
Its all down in Darwins book
(Chorus)")
![Jordin Kare - Heart of the Apple Lisa [HQ]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/abUzg20OIPs/mqdefault.jpg "Jordin Kare - Heart of the Apple Lisa [HQ]
Parody Violation track 21. Thanks to rocketman0739 for providing high-quality versions of these songs.
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Lyrics (TTTO Heart of the Appaloosa, Fred Small):
In the land of high-tech ventures, by the waters of Frisco Bay,
Hewlett Packard up by Stanford, IBM in San Jose
The Hackers of the Apple wrote their code and schemed their schemes
In the valley known as Silicon, where fortunes grow from dreams
And they built some fine computers, if you skip the Apple III
But they vowed to build a new machine that would the market please
They would ease the users burden; the command line theyd replace
With the magic known as GUI, Graphic User Interface
Chorus: Windows-Scrolling-in-the-Valley,
Lead the Hackers off on a GUI tide
Theres blood on the chips down at HP, DEC, and MIPS
But the heart of the Apple Lisa never died!
Then from Xerox came the Alto, never marketed nor sold
Bringing mice and multitasking, and menus that unfold
Desktops sprouted metal rodents, bitmaps glowed upon the screen,
And printers put on WYSIWYGs to print just what was seen
Nearly lost in Big Blues shadow, incompatible with DOS,
The Lisa, slow and costly, seemed sure to be a loss,
But then came Macs and Fat Macs, LaserWriters, IIs, and more
And word would come from Microsoft: You realize this means war!
(Chorus)
The Chief said to the Hackers, in his anger and his pain,
I am no more John Sculley; Scrolling Windows is my name!
They condemn us to niche markets, call our products vaporware.
We will sue them if we must, but well retain our market share!
They climbed on board that SCSI bus, with Postscript in their hearts
They won in desktop publishing, they won in graphic arts,
Till Bill Gates, he saw his strategy, and sent the e-mail down
To copy those GUI features, wherever they be found
(Chorus)
Three Windows versions later, past the Pentium divide
The strangest of bedfellows, IBM now on their side
Three thousand applications on the PowerPC run,
But the buyers and the users still are leaving one by one
Windows-Scrolling-in-the-Valley said, My heart is sick and sad.
The future now looks RISCy, the old chips are dead.
The lawyers take our spirit, but Ive stock options galore.
From where Scott McNealy stands, I will fight no more!
(Chorus)
They were sent to Intel platforms, Michelangelo [virus] ran rife
But more hackers quit from boredom, and went off to get a life
And the man once known as Sculley with great glee is heard to state,
Theyll get Windows 95 debugged in 19 zero 8! (Goddamn Y2K bug...)
But sometimes, without warning, in some dull commercial app,
A hack of wondrous cleverness emerges from the crap
A metaphor thats graceful; a real need that it can fill
Double click upon that icon—the Apple Lisas living still!
(Chorus)")
