Bruce's Filk Page

Voyage Filk

What is filk? Well, a long time ago at a science fiction convention, a folk music session was scheduled. An unfortunate typographic error was made and the rest is history. The name caught on and stuck and now there is rarely a con without a Filk session.

So who am I to mess with tradition? Here I present some of the best one's I've come up with and if other's provide more, I'll add those too (in addition to the Christmas Filk Page and yes, it's still here)

So, without further ado, I present my contributions to the VTTBOTS universe. Enjoy!

Bruce

P.S. Click on the music title for a midi file of the tune


There's this Rock



Ode to Irwin Allen



Admiral Nelson


More Below!


No Pockets

(to the tune of Short People, by Randy Newman)

Chip Morton has no pockets.
Chip Morton has no pockets.
Chip Morton has no pockets in his pants
He can't carry keys
He can't carry change
Some of the guys think that he's deranged
He's got blond hair
He's got great blue eyes
But even so it just can't disguise
that

Chip Morton has no pockets.
Chip Morton has no pockets.
Chip Morton has no pockets in his pants

Lee's got those big brown eyes and a killer smile
Curly has no hair
The Admiral's red hair can drive the ladies wild
Arthur Godfrey beware

Chip Morton has no pockets.
Chip Morton has no pockets.
Chip Morton has no pockets in his pants.

When Lee's not there he will save the day.
Don't know why his pants are made that way.
When Lee orders for the sub to dive,
Its Chip that yells out "Dive All Dive!"
I write these filks 'cause my mind is bent
I do believe this gift is heaven sent, but

Chip Morton has no pockets.
Chip Morton has no pockets.
Chip Morton has no pockets in his pants



Ob-la-di, Ob-la-dive


(To the McCartney/Lennon tune: Ob-la-di, Ob-la-da)

Crane is always standing by the periscope
Nelson's drawing backwards on the glass.
Morton cries "My god there isn't any hope!"
And Sharkey yells "Kowalski! Move your lazy ass!"

Ob la di, ob la da, take her down, Chip!
La la la la dive dive dive!
Ob la di, ob la da, take her down, Chip!
La la la la dive dive dive!

Patterson is working at the sonar board
O'Brian works just two months of the year.
The giant squid will make sure that we don't get bored
If it attacks we will just zap it in the rear!

Ob la di, ob la da, take her down, Chip!
La la la la dive dive dive!
Ob la di, ob la da, take her down, Chip!
La la la la dive dive dive!

The bad guys marked the cars by painting a big white 'X'.
But Nelson shot the guy in no time flat, after he jumped from the wreck

When they are trapped by mines they use the mini-sub
It goes out and they cut the cable free
One mine hits another and next thing you know
The mini-sub get blown to eternity

Ob la di, ob la da, take her down, Chip!
La la la la dive dive dive!
Ob la di, ob la da, take her down, Chip!
La la la la dive dive dive!

Aliens invaded here to make it home sweet home
But Crane and Nelson blew their plans apart so now they are forced to roam.

Happy ever after sails our fearless crew
Daring new adventures every week
Drinking coffee waiting for a storm to brew
Or for the bulkheads to just spring another leak

Ob la di, ob la da, take her down, Chip!
La la la la dive dive dive!
Ob la di, ob la da, take her down, Chip!
La la la la dive dive dive!

So if you want some fun
Sing dive dive dive dive dive!




I am Research


(To the tune of I am Woman)

I am research hear me roar
With too much data to ignore
Though it drags the story down into the muck.

If I manage to confuse you
The Trivia will overwhelm you
You won't realize my writing really sucks!

Yes, you can whine
But it will not stop the pain.
If a plot survives
I will bury it again

I've a thesaurus

Encyclopedia

I am drivil!



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