No One Does It Better (than the Birds of Prey)
good evening all you gentlemen
mobsters, creeps, and crooks
men in tights come after you
and still you’re off the hook
for those who scare and terrorize
it’s the dawn of a brand new day;
you scum can simply call us
the one and only birds of prey
Vodka in the Jar – Lojo Russo & Adam Stemple
I heard this at Minicon last weekend and will forever regret I didn’t take a video of the performance, but this will give you an idea.
“Vodka In The Jar,” a Russian version of the Irish standard, written by Lojo Russo and performed by Lojo Russo and Adam Stemple
Left My Heart in 1945 – 0nlyhands
“Left My Heart in 1945,″ a sad song about Captain America from YouTube user 0nlyHands
Lyrics are on the YouTube page
Not My Job: Actor Oscar Isaac On Folk Music Vs. Filk Music
Isaac plays a folk singer in the new film Inside Llewyn Davis, so we’re going to ask him three questions about filk music — a sub-genre written by and for science fiction fans, sometimes in homage to their favorite characters and stories.
so this is a thing that happened
Lament for Gandalf – Adele McAllister
A setting of the song Frodo sings in memory of Gandalf in Lothlorian, with Sam’s added verse.
Only Nimona to Me – James Kilometer
THERE’S NIMONA FILK?? THERE’S NIMONA FILK!
By James Kilometer. I don’t have the lyrics, but I can point you to the comic it’s based on.
Gabriel Gray – Batya the Toon
Batya Wittenberg performing her song “Gabriel Gray” in the 2009 Pegasus Awards concert, with sign language interpretation by Judi Miller.
This song is…chilling.
Lyrics available here
The Boy in the Ice – axonsandsynapses
I have long maintained that Paul Simon’s The Boy in the Bubble is a great song for Steve Rogers (MCU version) in the months following waking up in the 21st century. It’s not much of a leap at all to rewrite it to be explicitly about Cap. So, yeah, this adaptation kind of just happened…
The Boy in the Ice
(to be sung to Paul Simon’s “Boy in the Bubble”)It was a slow day
And the sun was beating
On a city both familiar and new
There was a bright light
A shattering of car windows
The rumble of the spaceships
The screams and shock as shrapnel flewThese are the days of miracle and wonder
The other side of the fall
The way the cameras follow you in slow-mo
The way they look at us all
The way we look to the distant constellations
That’re shining through a hole torn in the sky
These are the days of miracle and wonder
And don’t cry, Soldier, don’t cry
Don’t cryIt was a cold wind
And it swept across the river
As the carriers rose from the earth
And a dead friend
Fallen from a high train
Now a killer not remembering
Who he was and what he’s worthThese are the days of miracle and wonder
The other side of the fall
The way the cameras follow you in slow-mo
The way they look at us all
The way we look to the distant constellations
That’re shining through a hole torn in the sky
These are the days of miracle and wonder
And don’t cry, Hero, don’t cry
Don’t cryIt’s an unexpected gut punch
It’s possibly a new start
It’s every generation that throws their heroes to the sharks
Medicine is magic and magic dang’rous art
Thinking of a mighty metal arm
And the man with a reactor in his heartAnd I believe
These are the days of laser-sighted rifles
And sights on the people everywhere
Staccato signals of constant information
A loose affiliation of corporations
And furtive nations, and Soldier-These are the days of miracle and wonder
The other side of the fall
The way the cameras follow you in slow-mo
The way they look at us all, oh yeah
The way we look to the distant constellations
That’re shining through a hole torn in the sky
These are the days of miracle and wonder
And don’t cry, Captain, don’t cry
Don’t cry, don’t cry
A Grazing Mace
A grazing mace, how sweet the sound, that felled my foe for me
I bashed his head, he struck the ground, and thus came victory
My mace has taught my foes to fear, that mace my fear relieved
How precious did my mace appear, when I my mace received
Through many tourneys wars and fairs, I have already come
My mace has brought me safe thus far, my mace will bring me home
The King has promised good to me, his word my hope secures
I will his shield and weapon be, when he gives me my spurs
And when my mace my foeman nails, that mortal strife shall cease
And we’ll possess within our pale, a life of joy and peace
A grazing mace, how sweet the sound that flattened a wretch like thee!
whose head is flat, that once was round done in by my mace….and me!

Lex – Eben Brooks
Eben Brooks’ reimagining of Five For Fighting’s “Superman” as sung by Lex Luthor
Lyrics available here