Mamas raise all your Princesses up to be Generals – theactualcluegirl

theactualcluegirl:

s-leary:

“General.”

*Filks Waylon Jennings*

Generals ain’t easy to love and they’re harder to
hold
They care more about the next battle than diamonds or gold
DeathStar destroyers and Amazon Heroes
And Dora Milaje are proof
You may not understand her, an’ she might die young
But she’ll shake the world to it’s roof.

Mamas, raise all your princesses up to be Generals
Instruct them in tactics and honor and pride
How to stand fast when they’re on the right side.
Mamas raise all your princesses up to be Generals
‘Cos they’ll take on the world and they’ll fight like a girl
To save the ones that they love

Generals take lovers who know that they go where they have to
Where the troops need them, and where the foe gathers to fight
Empires tremble when they take the field and then Fall in their moment of triumph
Cause they don’t know surrender, and if they retreat
The trap it leads into holds tight

Mamas, raise all your princesses up to be Generals
Instruct them in tactics and honor and pride
How to stand fast when they’re on the right side.
Mamas raise all your princesses up to be Generals
‘Cos they’ll take on the world and they’ll fight like a girl
To save the home that they love

Babylon Grease – fixomnia

Babylon Grease

Babylon Grease: The Musical

The inspiration for this bit of randomness is threefold: one, the unhealthy obsession that my childhood best friend and I had for the Travolta/Newton-John movie; two, the merging of Jeff Conaway’s career-bookends, “Keneckie” and “Zack Allen”; and three, the sudden auditory hallucination of Ambassador Delenn singing, “Appropriately Devoted to You”. After that, there was no sleep to be had until the whole thing played out. True Greasers will see there’s still a lot of territory to fill in.

The disturbing part is the number of lines that needed little filking…which says a lot about the alienation of teenagers in the 1950’s, if nothing else!

Anyway, enjoy.

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One too many Mornings – Again – Mark Horning

One too many Mornings – Again

Yes, it’s a Groundhog Day Filk.

One to Many Mornings, Again
Lyrics: Mark E. Horning Dec, 2017
Music: Bob Dylan, 1963

Down the streets the folks are walkin’
And they’re gathrin’ at the park
Gone to see the groundhog,
And if he his shadow marks.
–They say it is a portent
–They say it is a sign,
–But I’m one too many mornings…
–And a thousand lives behind.

The restless morning’s shattered,
The same damn song begins,
There’s no escape, I can’t get out
And it’s yesterday again.
–I’ve tried to kill the rodent,
–And myself  – uncounted times.
–And I’m one too many mornings…
–and a thousand lives behind

Now I’ve memorized the future,
Just as long as it’s today,
Free of consequences,
They won’t remember anyway.
–The circle stands unbroken,
–Past and future, intertwined.
–I’m still one too many mornings…
–And a thousand lives behind.

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H.P. Joelcraft – Julian Velard

archiemcphee:

Nothing banishes Monday blues like discovering that a decidedly sinister, 100-year-old H. P. Lovecraft poem, entitled “Nemesis,” maps almost perfectly to the 1973 song “Piano Man” by Billy Joel.

If you already know the song, then simply reading the poem below is enough to see that the two really do match. But listening to “Nemesis“ being sung by songwriter and performer Julian Velard as he also plays “Piano Man” is one of the most unsettlingly sublime things the internet has ever produced.

Velard is no longer Velard. He’s H. P. Joelcraft, the Cthulhuman. Listen above and follow along here:

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[via Birth.Movies.Death.]

Seven Shine the Shiners-O – Nat Elster

TIME FOR SOME ABHORSEN FILK

axonsandsynapses:

Since the world is in dire need of filk for Garth Nix’s Old Kingdom books.

To be sung to the tune of Green Grow the Rushes-O (the weird Christian singalong song, not to be confused with the pretty Robert Burns song of the same name)

Seven Shine the Shiners-O

I’ll sing you one-o,
Seven shine the Shiners-o!
Who is your one-o?
One the folk who wear the crown,
And evermore shall be so.

I’ll sing you two-o,
Seven shine the Shiners-o!
Who is your two-o?
Two, two, the Abhorsen,
Who keep the dead down-o,
One the folk who wear the crown,
And evermore shall be so.

I’ll sing you three-o,
Seven shine the Shiners-o!
Who is your three-o?
Three, three, in stone,
Two, two, the Abhorsen,
Who keep the dead down-o,
One the folk who wear the crown,
And evermore shall be so.

I’ll sing you four-o,
Seven shine the Shiners-o!
Who is your four-o?
Four for the Clayr seers,
Three, three, in stone,
Two, two, the Abhorsen,
Who keep the dead down-o,
One the folk who wear the crown,
And evermore shall be so.

I’ll sing you five-o,
Seven shine the Shiners-o!
Who is your five-o?
Five for the Charters, mortar strong,
Four for the Clayr seers,
Three, three, in stone,
Two, two, the Abhorsen,
Who keep the dead down-o,
One the folk who wear the crown,
And evermore shall be so.

I’ll sing you six-o,
Seven shine the Shiners-o,
Who is your six-o?
Six for the bell that binds the dead,
Five for the Charters, mortar strong,
Four for the Clayr seers,
Three, three, in stone,
Two, two, the Abhorsen,
Who keep the dead down-o,
One the folk who wear the crown,
And evermore shall be so.

I’ll sing you seven-o,
Seven shine the Shiners-o!
Who is your seven-o?
Seven Bright, who made the bells,
Six for the bell that binds the dead,
Five for the Charters, mortar strong,
Four for the Clayr seers,
Three, three, in stone,
Two, two, the Abhorsen,
Who keep the dead down-o,
One the folk who wear the crown,
And evermore shall be so.

I’ll sing you eight-o,
Seven shine the Shiners-o!
Who is your eight-o?
Eight is Yrael who hid away,
Seven Bright, who made the bells,
Six for the bell that binds the dead,
Five for the Charters, mortar strong,
Four for the Clayr seers,
Three, three, in stone,
Two, two, the Abhorsen,
Who keep the dead down-o,
One the folk who wear the crown,
And evermore shall be so.

I’ll sing you nine-o,
Seven shine the Shiners-o!
Who is your nine-o?
Nine is the dark Orannis,
Eight is Yrael who hid away,
Seven Bright, who made the bells,
Six for the bell that binds the dead,
Five for the Charters, mortar strong,
Four for the Clayr seers,
Three, three, in stone,
Two, two, the Abhorsen,
Who keep the dead down-o,
One the folk who wear the crown,
And evermore shall be so.

Viva Mos Eisly – Jeff & Maya Bohnhoff

Bright light sabers gonna take their toll
Gonna take their toll on me.
Got a whole lot of cargo sitting in the hold
So get those moorings free.
There’s a thousand plastic troopers waitin’ out there
Got a Wookie with less sense than hair.
And I’m just a scoundrel with flair to spare.

“Viva Mos Eisly” by Jeff and Maya Bohnhoff, a song for Han Solo.

Lyrics available on Bandcamp.

thus spoke carly rae – rioghnach robinson

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batmansymbol:

welp

here it is

the final damning evidence that i have no life whatsoever

lyrics at the original post here

so uh, by popular request, mp3 now downloadable here. second from the bottom

I WILL REBLOG THIS UNTIL I AM DEAD

i stand by my insistence that this is the greatest song ever recorded

I have had this stuck in my head on and off for three days

A gift

without music life would be a mistake : )

Tatooine – Benjamin Newman

Raised on the desert, scoured by the sand
Sand so shifting you can’t make a stand
And the suns sink slowly ‘til they can’t be seen
Another bad season on Tatooine

“Tatooine,” a Luke Skywalker song by Benjamin Newman set to the tune of “Tillman Co.” by Dave Carter.

Chords, lyrics, and mp3 are all available on Ben’s website.

The Force On Our Side – Nat Elster

axonsandsynapses:

I started writing this a month or so after The Force Awakens came out and didn’t finish it until now. Whoops. At least I got it done before Episode VII hits theaters?

As always, if anyone with actual musical talent wants to record this, I’d be very, very grateful.

To be sung to the tune of “With God on Our Side” by Bob Dylan.

Oh I once was a princess
But my lands are long gone
The planet I came from
Was called Alderaan
I was taught and was raised there
To rule it with pride
With justice and kindness,
The Force on our side

The Empire was unjust
And so I rebelled
But the Empire caught me
Had me tortured and held
Still I told them nothing
And as Alderaan cried
I clung to the knowledge
Of the Force on my side

I learned it much later,
My torturer then
He’d once been my father
Once been a good man
A Jedi of power
Who they’d prophesized
Would bring cosmic balance
The Force on his side

I have a twin brother,
They split us at birth
And hid him away on
A dry barren earth
But his destiny found him
And his childhood died
To his fate he departed
The Force on his side

We took on the empire
And against them we won
I took on a husband
And we had a son
I held him close to me
And as he opened his eyes
I saw a bright future
The Force on our side

But my son he grew older
And grew angry, afraid
The darkness seduced him,
The light he betrayed
Like my father before him
He kills and he tries
To smother all goodness
Bend the Force to his side

I’ve felt my love slaughtered
Struck down by our son
I’ve felt so many dying
A whole system gone
My brother has left me
He stares at the tides
In search of some answer
From the Force on his side

But me, I’m still standing
I’m here fighting still
Though I stand alone now;
Fear I always will
I’ve seen planets crumble
I’ve watched empires fall
And I have to wonder
If there’s a light side at all

Sing Me The Chant – FeatherWriter

featherwriter:

Had Hozier lived in Thedas, perhaps he would have written a song for blood mages in love, beneath the Chantry’s watchful gaze. A cover of “Take Me To Church” for the Dragon Age series.

Original Song: “Take Me To Church” by Hozier
Background Track: Michael Gaffney
Lyrics and Cover: FeatherWriter

Lyrics

My lover’s not hurtful
She’s a smile in the Circle
Her rivalry or her approval
Laid claim upon my soul
If a Herald ever did speak
She’s the Fade’s new mouthpiece
Every spell draining ‘til I’m weak
Cultivating her mystique
Power’s our curse
They say there’s none worse

Chantry offers no absolutes
Tells us worship our tormenters
The gilded cage that we’ve been sent to
Disappears when I’m with you
Pay your price quick
Can barely feel it
Enthralled beneath your spell

Amen, Amen, Amen

Sing me the chant
I’ll howl like a dog with each dissonant chord
I’ll smile as I burn, and you can sharpen your sword
Take from me this lifeless life
Oh, Maker, let this be my reward

Abominations of a new kind
Don’t let them come to light
Hold the secrets deep inside
Paint your lips with perfect lies
Forget what they teach
Embrace the Fade’s reach

No more wasting our potential
Bare your soul to the essential
Why hold back if we’re able?
Binding demons into faithful
Let the veins bleed
Raise a new creed
Bless this holy work

(Chorus)

No passions or fear when the ritual begins
There is no sweeter innocence than our desperate sin
In the shadow and blood of that sad, fallen scene
Only then I’m made human, only then I am clean

Amen, Amen, Amen

(Chorus)

Midichlorian Rhapsody – Jeff & Maya Bohnhoff

I’ve got no real life-
I live on Tatooine…

We posted a video of this song a couple years back, but it’s time for us to bring it back in honor of Star Wars season. So, here’s “Midichlorian Rhapsody” by Jeff and Maya Bohnhoff, 2014 Pegasus award winner and absolute gem of a Star Wars parody. There’s also a video of the 2014 OVFF performance, if you want to see a bunch of filkers pull off an impressive arrangement (there’s a reason Queen rarely performed Bohemian Rhapsody live…)

Lyrics available on Bandcamp.

Be Prepared (for the Undead Gay Apocalypse) – avo

auber-jean:

so i recorded this song months ago, and am finally posting it now because

(1) i am currently hardcore procrastinating on my schoolwork, and

(2) today marks two months since i first started T, and when i was listening to this track again i realized just how much my voice…doesn’t sound like that anymore.

it was the first moment that really hit home just how much things are changing in my life right now. i’ve come so far, and i am so different from the person i was just two months ago – who will i be two months from now? how can i know, until i get there?

…so, existential crisis aside, enjoy!  once again, shout out to @rabbittmouth, @dog-of-ulthar, and tom lehrer for inspiration.  lyrics are below the cut!

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Knights of the Round Station – fixomnia-scribble

Filk dump.

fixomnia-scribble:

With thanks to the Monty Python crew…or apologies…

We’re knights of the round station,
We welcome every nation
We work for peace and liberty
Despite our reputation.
We live well here on Babylon,
Even with all the rabble on.

We’re knights of the round station,
We’ve plenty a mutation
Which helps a bit when given scripts
That stretch imagination.
We’re all alert on Babylon:
We sleep with our communicators
Onnnnn…

(tweedlesquirge)

(“Go ahead, C&C”)

In war we’re fair and prudent
If but a tad impudent
Between our quests we entertain guests
And scan them though we shouldn’t.
It’s a busy life on Babylon,
Lucky us, we’ve got Sheridan…