^Singer o_{f the S}hado_w

Reprinted from Songworm 1

Parody of “Singer in the Shadow”, words and music by Cynthia McQuillin

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Parody lyrics ©1987-03-29 by Bob Kanefsky. All rights reserved. The copyright of the original lyrics and music remain with the holder(s) of the original copyright.

I

Am see

her at the

G filk

sing, a gui

Am tar

clutched in her

G hand

,

And she

Am waits

until her

G turn

comes,

Am just

like

G an

y

Am fan

.

But she writes the darkest

G songs

that I’ve

Am heard

any

G fil

ker

Am play

,

And I

Am know

I’ll stay to

G hear

her u

Am ntil

the

G light

of

Am day

.

She’s a

D sin

ger of the

Am sha

dow

In the

G sha

dow of

Am filk

.

She

D writes

and plays the

Am weird

est songs,

And

G her

kind is our

Am ilk

.

She greets the filkers sweetly and then sings of death and gore, 
Or of incubi who drain you dry and leave you wanting more, 
Or of undead monsters sucking out the lifeblood of their prey, 
Who hunt you down at nighttime and shun the light of day.

(Chorus)

But her soul is caught in torment; she is clearly torn by strife. 
Such horrid themes from one who seems a sweetheart in real life! 
And she writes at least a dozen songs a month, or so they say. 
And I’d hate to see what horrors don’t see the light of day.

(Chorus)