Types: Filk, Community
-- [filk] --

Dear Seyo-kun~
The forums wait for you
There is a filk and we
Think you must read

Hmm I think I see, it seems that ely-chan
Has filked again, and it seems rather clear

Hosanna! Ely-chan!

Dark Seyo:
Read that scansion with some care
It seems a bit too slow
A trick of metaphorics
And his thread has hit top bar!

Forumites *jeer at Dark-Seyo*:
He is fabulous!
He is fabulous!

Crowd *with Ely on their shoulders*:
Ely-chan, filker-star
Do you believe you can filk it all?

He is fabulous, fabulous!
That man has done another gem
Pink Floyd we must applaud
An 80's revolution
Necromatic super-fly!
He is fabulous!

Ely-chan, filker-star

He is fabulous!
Look Seyo-kun~
His fan-hoards blot the sun
Quick Seyo-kun~
Go call the Forum mod

No! Why? He has succeeded in filking our favorite song...

Dark Seyo:
What shall we do about Ely of Forum Fame?
Miracle writer, lyrics to boot

No praises, no modders, no fanpics, no parties

One thing to say for him, Ely is cool

Dark Seyo:
We dare not leave him in front of a 'puter
With aged retro-disco he'll get out of control

But he has just written, his glamour increases
With every minute, he's soon to be pinned

I~ see brand new horizons
A chain of great filking --
-- the mods wouldn't ban
I~ see revival, restruction
A genre's rebirth, because of one man
Filk's regeneration
Because of one man

What can we do to assist Elymania?
How can we help in this wonderful plan?
Where do we start with a filk that is better
Than Lloyd was when Lloyd did the rock opera scene?

Fools! You have no perception!
The filk that we're filking
Is frighteningly old
We must filk it completely
So like Lloyd before him
This filking must rise
For the sake of the genre
This filking must rise
Must rise, must rise
This filking must rise!

*Seyo-kun and Forumites punt Dark-Seyo across the room, and out the door.
Seyo throws a 30 GP piece at Dark-Seyo, and slams the door*


Ok, good job Ely ^__^v


This Jesus must Die - Jesus Christ, Superstar
Apologies to Andrew Lloyd Weber

Good Caiaphas
The council waits for you
The Pharisees and priests
Are here for you

Ah gentlemen, you know why we are here
With not much time, and quite a problem here

Crowd Outside
Hosanna! Superstar!

Listen to that howling mob
Of blockheads in the street
A trick or two with lepers
And the whole town's on its feet

He is dangerous! He is dangerous!

Jesus Christ, Superstar
Tell us that you are who they say you are

He is dangerous, dangerous
That man is in town right now
To whip up some support
A rabble rousing mission
That I think we must abort
He is dangerous

Jesus Christ, Superstar

He is dangerous
Look Caiaphas
They are right outside our yard
Quick Caiaphas
Go call the Roman guard

No wait, we need a more permanent solution to our problem.

What shall we do about Jesus of Nazareth?
Miracle worker, pilgrim or fool

No riots, no Romans, no fighting, no slogans

One thing to say for him, Jesus is cool

We dare not leave him to his own devices
His half-witted fans will get out of control

But how can we stop him, his glamour increases
With every minute, he's top of the pole

I see bad things arising
The crowd crown him King
Which the Romans would ban
I see blood and destruction
Our elimination because of one man
Blood and destruction
Because of one man

What can we do about this Jesusmania?
How can we deal with the carpenter king?
Where do we start with a man who is bigger
Than John was when John did his baptism thing?

Fools! You have no perception
The stakes we are gambling
Are frighteningly high
We must crush him completely
So like John before him
This Jesus must die
For the sake of the nation
This Jesus must die
Must die, must die
This Jesus must die

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