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It's Sister Jenny's Turn to Throw the Bomb track 03. Thanks to rocketman0739 for providing high-quality versions of these songs.
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Lyrics:
We have fed you all for a thousand years, and you hail us still unfed,
Though there's never a dollar of all your wealth but marks the workers' dead.
We have yielded our best to give you rest, and you lie on your crimson wool.
Well, if blood be the price of all your wealth, good God! we have paid in full!
There is never a mine blown skyward now, but we're buried alive for you.
There is never a wreck drifts shoreward now, but we are its ghastly crew.
Go reckon our dead by the forges red or the factories where we spin.
Well, if blood be the price of your cursed wealth, good God! we have paid it in!
We have fed you all for a thousand years—for that was our doom, you know,
From the days when you chained us in your fields to the strike of a week ago.
You have taken our lives, our husbands and our wives, and we're told it's your legal share.
Well, if blood be the price of your lawful wealth, good God! we have bought it fair!
Good God! we have bought it fair!
It's Sister Jenny's Turn to Throw the Bomb track 03. Thanks to rocketman0739 for providing high-quality versions of these songs.
Download the album here: archive.org/details/filk_its_sister_jennys_turn_to_throw_the_bomb
Find more of Leslie Fish's music at: lesliefish.bandcamp.com
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Lyrics:
We have fed you all for a thousand years, and you hail us still unfed,
Though there's never a dollar of all your wealth but marks the workers' dead.
We have yielded our best to give you rest, and you lie on your crimson wool.
Well, if blood be the price of all your wealth, good God! we have paid in full!
There is never a mine blown skyward now, but we're buried alive for you.
There is never a wreck drifts shoreward now, but we are its ghastly crew.
Go reckon our dead by the forges red or the factories where we spin.
Well, if blood be the price of your cursed wealth, good God! we have paid it in!
We have fed you all for a thousand years—for that was our doom, you know,
From the days when you chained us in your fields to the strike of a week ago.
You have taken our lives, our husbands and our wives, and we're told it's your legal share.
Well, if blood be the price of your lawful wealth, good God! we have bought it fair!
Good God! we have bought it fair!
![Leslie Fish & the Dehorn Crew - We Have Fed You All For a Thousand Years [HQ]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/9EAzVYkfL94/mqdefault.jpg "Leslie Fish & the Dehorn Crew - We Have Fed You All For a Thousand Years [HQ]
Its Sister Jennys Turn to Throw the Bomb track 03. Thanks to rocketman0739 for providing high-quality versions of these songs.
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Lyrics:
We have fed you all for a thousand years, and you hail us still unfed,
Though theres never a dollar of all your wealth but marks the workers dead.
We have yielded our best to give you rest, and you lie on your crimson wool.
Well, if blood be the price of all your wealth, good God! we have paid in full!
There is never a mine blown skyward now, but were buried alive for you.
There is never a wreck drifts shoreward now, but we are its ghastly crew.
Go reckon our dead by the forges red or the factories where we spin.
Well, if blood be the price of your cursed wealth, good God! we have paid it in!
We have fed you all for a thousand years—for that was our doom, you know,
From the days when you chained us in your fields to the strike of a week ago.
You have taken our lives, our husbands and our wives, and were told its your legal share.
Well, if blood be the price of your lawful wealth, good God! we have bought it fair!
Good God! we have bought it fair!")
![Frank Hayes - Moscow Nights / Afghanistan [HQ]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/9KD4U-VPcew/mqdefault.jpg "Frank Hayes - Moscow Nights / Afghanistan [HQ]
Dont Ask track 06. Thanks to rocketman0739 for providing high-quality versions of these songs.
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Lyrics:
Moscow nights are cold, though theyre crisp and clear
Lets go south for winter this year
To Afghanistan!
Its such a lovely land
And its warmer by far than Muscovy.
In Afghanistan!
Its down by Pakistan
With its warm-water port upon the sea.
Exciting things are happening there every day
And every night a fireworks display
In Afghanistan!
Its such a lovely land
And the people are Russian as can be.
Or try Pakistan!
Or maybe old Iran
Where the oil fields are wonderful to see.")
![Leslie Fish & the Dehorn Crew - Jefferson and Liberty [HQ]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/9zeQDU2ojeI/mqdefault.jpg "Leslie Fish & the Dehorn Crew - Jefferson and Liberty [HQ]
Its Sister Jennys Turn to Throw the Bomb track 09. Thanks to rocketman0739 for providing high-quality versions of these songs.
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Lyrics:
The night of fire is yet to come:
The tyrant shadow down the years
Demands we kneel or take the gun
And go shed blood instead of our tears.
Chorus:
So rejoice, Columbias sons, rejoice!
To tyrants never bend the knee,
But pledge your heart and hand and voice
To Jefferson and Liberty.
Every twenty years, he said.
The time is ten times overpast
To raise rebellions fiery head
And cast off tyrannys shell at last!
(Chorus)
No man is good nor wise enough
To rule another, or disown
The rights of every woman and man
To live and let live and be left alone.
(Chorus)
The starry banner that did fly
Oer freedoms bloody barricade
Now flaps and fades in foreign skies
Or palaces that Empire made.
Alt. chorus:
So arise, Columbias sons, arise!
Arise that you might yet be free,
Cast off the forces that made lies
Of Jefferson and Liberty.
The world that once in hope did watch
A struggle for democracy
Cries: “Have Columbias sons forgot
Jefferson and Liberty?”
(Alt. chorus)
But we, the heirs of Jefferson,
Like ancient Sons of Liberty,
Will bear in need the rebels gun
And never bow to tyranny.
(Alt. chorus)")
![Bob Kanefsky/Leslie Fish - The Cat Maidens Regrets [HQ]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/A7ZfWlx_T8o/mqdefault.jpg "Bob Kanefsky/Leslie Fish - The Cat Maidens Regrets [HQ]
Tapeworm I track 3. Thanks to rocketman0739 for providing high-quality versions of these songs.
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Lyrics:
Here I sit bored on the fireside mat,
Taken for granted by those around.
No one has any respect for a cat;
Some old hag’s magic has made me just that.
In a cat skin I am bound.
Why can’t I be a woman again?
Why must I be a cat?
Out through the window or in through the door,
They toss me or carry me where they please.
Claiming my place on the cushion or floor,
They sit where they like, and it’s making me sore.
I hope they get some of my fleas!
Why can’t I be a woman again?
Why must I be a cat?
Once I was human, an ungrateful maid.
Now I’ve been changed to a mangy cat,
Plaything of others and ill repaid:
They took me downtown and they just got me spayed.
Now I just mope and grow fat.
Why can’t I be a woman again?
Why must I be a cat?
Curse that old biddy who taught me the knack
Of magically shifting my shape at will.
Now that the voice of a human I lack
I can’t say the words that will change myself back.
...Nor pay that old wisewoman’s bill!
Why can’t I be a woman again?
Why must I be a cat?
Why can’t I be a woman again?
Why am I stuck as a cat?")
![Julia Ecklar - Miracle Worker [HQ]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/AEq5-99fb1U/mqdefault.jpg "Julia Ecklar - Miracle Worker [HQ]
Horse-Tamers Daughter track 11. Thanks to rocketman0739 for providing high-quality versions of these songs.
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Lyrics:
How can I reach you through your silence and dark?
Im afraid I wont find you; I dont know where to start.
Youre lost in a world much more vast than my own,
And theyve brought me to find you, to lead Helen home.
When I touch you, do you know that its love that I feel?
Does this gesture mean something? Is this outside world real?
How can I reach what I cant understand?
Is there sense in the patterns I make with your hands?
(Chorus)
Am I trying to do the impossible?
Can you comprehend what you cant see?
Will God deign to grant you a miracle,
With no miracle worker but me?
What is it like, so completely alone?
Do you know that our worlds not so dark as your own?
Does your spirit cry out with the need to be free?
Or is it hiding in silence, waiting for me?
Oh, how can I reach you? Tell me what I should say.
Let me draw your mind outward, dont push me away.
Im afraid of the dark, but let me inside.
Well let language fill silence. From darkness well fly.
(Chorus)")
![Free Fall & Other Delights 17 - Golden Dream [HQ]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/Bk2OxDSZCuU/mqdefault.jpg "Free Fall & Other Delights 17 - Golden Dream [HQ]
Sung by Cynthia McQuillin and Dominic Bridwell. Thanks to rocketman0739 for providing high-quality versions of these songs.
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Lyrics:
We just got in from Alans World—Lord, what a long dry haul!
I hit dirt looking for company and Terran alcohol
So I strolled into the spaceport bar, where the crowd was going strong
Then I saw him there, so quiet and still, at a table all alone
I wandered over and politely asked, could I sit in the empty chair?
He nodded as he set his glass down among the empties there
He didnt say a word as the party grew till it reached a dozen or more
He just sat there, staring out into space, as if looking through a door
Then, to my surprise, he began to speak, as if talking to a freind
I could hear the pain in his quiet voice; I longed to make it end
I forgot about my drink, my plans, everybody at the bar
As he told me of the love hed lost beneath the Golden Star
We put into a world so sweet, it had no port at all
It was wild and clean and beautiful, while it held us in its thrall
And there I met sweet Janicelle, like no one Id ever known
She had grace and trust and honesty, and I was so alone.
She was everything that a man could want, all golden hair and skin
More than maid and lover, my heart and soul, but most of all my friend.
From the very first day and hour we met, our hearts and minds were one
Our paradise lasted one brief year, beneath the Golden Sun.
Then a pirate raider found our home and she fell to a laser knife
I killed the one who struck her down, though it nearly cost my life
Then I left that world, trying to forget, but no matter how hard I try,
Ill hear her voice and feel her touch until the day I die.
I wondered about that distant world, but he didnt hear me ask
His eyes were dark and shuttered as he held his empty glass
And I knew he was back there again, when that world was bright and new,
Remembering what life was like when love was sweet and true.")
![Leslie Fish - Eyes of Eagles [HQ]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/CDSpgFKkuos/mqdefault.jpg "Leslie Fish - Eyes of Eagles [HQ]
Firestorm track 15. Thanks to rocketman0739 for providing high-quality versions of these songs.
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Lyrics:
Chorus:
Grind, children, grind! From the world we left behind
We have won gems enough to be free
Grind, children, grind! Though the work was never kind,
Through the Eyes of the Eagles we shall see
Lowly sand, snowy sand,
From the beaches of the land
Melt it down in the potterers fire
Flux and blow, make it glow,
Till like water it shall flow,
Let it flow to the form we desire
(Chorus)
Pour it bold in the mold
Let it slowly take the cold
Till a clear coin of crystal it lies
Now by feel, strong as steel,
Grind it on the sanded wheel
Till its shape mirrors clear Eagles Eyes
(Chorus)
Edges thin as a pin
And the center thick within
Domed as smooth as a raindrop can be
Without haste, without waste,
Polish clear with pumice paste
Till the wonders of Earth you can see
(Chorus)
See how clear, see how near
See how great small things appear
Let your sight grasp the sea or the skies
Stack them true, two by two,
And whats far shall come to you
Call them lenses, or glass Eagles Eyes!
(Chorus)")
![Julia Ecklar - Laughter from the Loch [HQ]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/Cg2v07C0flY/mqdefault.jpg "Julia Ecklar - Laughter from the Loch [HQ]
Horse-Tamers Daughter track 06. Thanks to rocketman0739 for providing high-quality versions of these songs.
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Lyrics:
Too wide for your wits, and too long, lies my lake;
And its waters are cold. They are deep and opaque;
And the bottom is fractured with fissures
And ragged with rock, rock, rock,
Where youll never catch me.
Ha ha ha ha.
Ha, ha, ha, ha ha ha ha!
So if you should spy me, twill be by mistake,
But mostly youll glimpse just the ghost of my wake,
Or the flash of a fin that means naught,
But serves only to mock, mock, mock,
That youll never catch me.
Ha ha ha ha.
Ha, ha, ha, ha ha ha ha!
So dont pester poor folk with those pictures you take,
For theyll say Im a log, or a bird, or a snake.
So get yourself gone now, go tie up
Your boat at the dock, dock, dock,
For youll never catch me.
Ha ha ha ha.
Ha, ha, ha, ha ha ha ha!
Tell yourself Im a tale, or some fools flimsy fake.
Im a myth born of mists; Im the monster you make
Out of sounds in the night, when you sit
Round the fire and talk, talk, talk.
Talk will never catch me.
Ha ha ha ha.
Ha, ha, ha, ha ha ha ha!")
![Jordin Kare - Kantrowitz 1972 (HEL Crews Song) [HQ]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/CrZZxy0KcAE/mqdefault.jpg "Jordin Kare - Kantrowitz 1972 (HEL Crews Song) [HQ]
Fire in the Sky track 03. Thanks to rocketman0739 for providing high-quality versions of these songs.
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[see: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Laser_propulsion ]
Lyrics:
Chorus:
The launch cannon thunders, the pilot beam burns,
Command says shes tracking, the big mirror turns.
The main beam roars out and the plume reaches high,
And our lasers are sending out life to the sky.
Theres a shell standing ready. We load her up fast
With five tons of ice for the lasers to blast.
A clear ton of payload, she lifts at ten gees,
And in five minutes flat shell be orbiting free.
(Chorus)
Now the spacers get the glory, the spacers get the pay,
But their steel and their air comes from us every day.
They may look down their noses at us on the ground,
But theyre all unemployed if our lasers shut down.
(Chorus)
Now the shuttle men boast of the fires they ride,
Of their great clumsy candles with people inside.
Let them fly limousines! Weve no time for that here.
We lift more in three days than theyll carry all year.
(Chorus)
From the beam crews on down to the loaders below,
We work like the devil till the launch boss shouts “Go!”
Then the deep-throated roar of a billion-watt beam
Shakes deep in our bones and takes root in our dreams.
(Chorus)
Then the last shell lifts out and the plume drifts away,
We greet the next shift and go home for the day.
But the big lasers building to lift out a man,
And well ride our own beams just as soon as we can!
(Chorus)
Yes, our lasers are sending out life to the sky!")
![Leslie Fish - Freedom of the Snow [HQ]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/D9ld1vW7bco/mqdefault.jpg "Leslie Fish - Freedom of the Snow [HQ]
Firestorm track 05. Thanks to rocketman0739 for providing high-quality versions of these songs.
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Lyrics:
We were twenty pampered maidens under dormitory glass,
Gossiping about boyfriends, dates and clothes.
We glanced through the tasteful windows at the growing storm outside
And never once took measure of the snows.
Long past the time of night, we found no morning light.
Blizzard covered all the world wed known.
Beyond all reach of law, we looked around and saw
The ice age come to find us all alone.
Chorus:
Cancel my salvation, give me leave to go
Back to the freedom of the snow, of the snow,
Back to the freedom of the snow.
As darkness, cold, and blizzard closed around our cringing cave,
We wore our furs for better things than show.
We melted snow for water when the pipes and the fuel lines froze
And thanked the gods for the stores of food below.
The furnace coughed and died; we lit the fire and cried;
We didnt have the wood to last a day.
So we played a hand or three, and the high card fell on me,
So I took an axe and went to find a way.
(Chorus)
I found the tree blown over where the driveway used to be,
And the axe moved swift and easy as a flame.
I wasnt cold or weary, it was strange to be so free,
Then out of the dark that junkie came.
He didnt seem to know I was a changeling of the snow,
Not the easy, peacetime girl he thought hed found.
The axe swung clean and high, and it caught him through the eye,
And I took my wood and left him on the ground.
(Chorus)
We dreamed about this story as we camped beside the fire,
We sang it while we hunted through the day,
Until the hour our sentries saw the snowplow clear the road,
And our families came to chase the spell away.
So go back to your shopping, all, go find yourself a man,
Go forget that you were ever strong or free.
But in dreams I see them still, the blizzard on the hill,
The fireplace and the fireaxe and the tree.
(Chorus)")
![Bill Sutton - Ecology [HQ]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/DeAk5gF079w/mqdefault.jpg "Bill Sutton - Ecology [HQ]
Past Due track 16. Thanks to rocketman0739 for providing high-quality versions of these songs.
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Lyrics:
“Save a tree and eat a beaver,” that was what the bumper sticker said
So I went out looking for a beaver to eat
I met a forest ranger who said they were endangered
And the worst of it is, I dont even like meat!
Ecology, echo-ology, whatever will become of me?
(If you love something, let it go.
If it comes back to you, it is yours forever.
If it doesnt, then track the sucker down and blow it away!)
La la la...
“Split wood and not the atom,” that was what another sticker said
I decided, with sadness, that logic had ceased!
Since the beavers are endangered, I guess its not so strange that
Nobody gives a damn anymore for the trees
Ecology, echo-ology, whatever will become of me?
(Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil,
For I am the meanest son of a bitch in the valley!)
La la la...
“Nuke the whales and not the Commies,” and other crazy things like that
I guess is what the next bumper stickers will be
My sanitys endangered, I guess its not so strange that
Nobody gives a damn anymore for poor me
Ecology, echo-ology, whatever will become of me?
(All things bright and beautiful,
All creatures great and small,
All things wise and wonderful
Hang stuffed upon my wall!)
La la la...
I found it, then I lost it, now Im afraid its found me too
If I feed it, can I keep it or give it away?
I honked when I found Jesus, I nuked em till the suckers glowed
I dont give a damn about this song anymore!
Ecology, echo-ology, whatever will become of me?
(Judge not, lest you be judged
And have to post bail!)
La la la...
(I brake...under pressure!)
La la la...
(America: love it or leave it!)
La la la...
(Support your right to arm bears!)
La la la...
(A hundred and eighty-six thousand miles per second
Its not just a good idea, its the law!)
La la la...
(Right side, suicide!)
La la la...
(If you can read this, youre too close!)
La la la...
(I ❤️ New York)
La la la...
(I ♠️ My Dog)
La la la...")
