Singing (Filk)songs 'Round the Campfire Challenge

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One of my favorite parts of camping was always singing songs around the campfire (hopefully after a few beers, because the drunker you are, the better I sound). For your next challenge, I invite you to write a filksong (or filkpoem) that features sick! or injured!Wilson. If you aren’t familiar with the concept of a filk, it’s basically a parody in which you take an original song and change the words to fit your topic of interest; Weird Al Yankovic has built a career on them. You’ll find an example of mine from the X-Files fandom under the cut.

You have until the end of summer camp to post your submission :).

 

"50 Ways to Leave Your Brother"
(“50 Ways to Leave Your Lover” by Paul Simon)

"The aliens are all inside your head,"
she said to me,
"the answer is easy
if you take it logically,
I'd like to help you
in your struggle to be free,
There must be 50 ways
to leave your brother."

She said, "It's really not
a habit to correct,
I hope my Rational Explanation
won't betray my intellect,
But I'll repeat myself,
my faith in science to protect,
There must be 50 ways
to leave your brother.

Chorus:
Get stabbed in the back, Jack
Get that bag tied, Clyde
You don't walk up the stair, Jer,
Just get yourself free.
Get tattooed with red, Ed
She's screamin' in your head
Get shot for your sis, Miss
And get yourself free."
(repeat chorus)

She said, "It grieves me so
to see you in such pain.
I wish there were something I could do
to bring Sam back again."
And I said, "I appreciate that,
and would you please explain
about the 50 ways..."

She said, "Why don't you go
and sleep on it tonight,
And I believe that in the morning
you'll begin to see the light."
And then she left me, and I realized
she probably was right,
There must be 50 ways
to leave your brother
50 ways
to leave your brother.

 

Comments

[damigella-314.livejournal.com]

That was seriously fun! You can read my attempt here (http://damigella-314.livejournal.com/47855.html). I wish I could actually sing this.

[damigella-314.livejournal.com]

„Die ich rief, die Geister, / Werd’ ich nun nicht los.“ (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Sorcerer%27s_Apprentice)
[ETA: I had to google it to get the spelling right.]