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Parody of “Murder She Wrote”, words and music by Rand Bellavia and Adam English
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After Murder She Wrote by Rand Bellavia and Adam English
I put on my pants again, and pulled out my pocket program,
After you said we'll just be friends.
If you're not a fool, you'll take back all the things that you said.
But right now I have panels to attend.
There's one really good one in a little while,
On the use of Jello as a costume style.
At three o'clock, airlock design.
And then a new Klingon opera at four.
At five o'clock it's time to get in line,
In case the masquerade is gonna start on time.
And after that I’ll join the filksing 'til dawn.
Yeah, I don't want to see you tonight.
So don't even leave on the light.
Yeah, I'll have more fun all alone.
I'll go back to the second floor,
And pretend that I don't need more
Than a con where I'm on my own.
I looked through the program grid. I don't know why I did.
Everything good is in the past.
I don't know why I let other things stand in the way
To make me miss out on them yesterday.
It's 10:30 and I've really got to go.
And then I think I’ll watch a rerun video.
Next, Moorish art; you should do your part
Before they auction it off.
Then late at night, it never seems the same,
With Eye of Argon, open filking, and games.
The strangely empty-seeming filksing 'til dawn.
I woke up this morning, at 2:36.
I tripped on some boxes that blocked my way.
(In the) mirror's a guy that I don’t know.
I closed my eyes, but he's there to stay.
And I'm tired of being alone!
Four-letter word, four-letter word, four-letter word, four-letter word!
Are you thinking about the things that you said?
Although I'm hungering for you, I may have to ignore you:
I'm too busy to come back to bed.
Because this panel right now is on vampire cows.
And then can watch Spock meld with some sentient rock.
And you know what comes next: First Contact Alien Sex.
And though there's still the masquerade,
I'll pass and try for getting played,
And pick filk sings 'til dawn.