What do you do with a Flesh Eating Zombie?

אוקטובר 20th, 2008
What do you do with a Flesh Eating Zombie?
by Tamir Buchshtav
based on "What do you do with a Drunken Sailor"

What do you do with a flesh eating zombie?
What do you do with a flesh eating zombie?
What do you do with a flesh eating zombie?
Early in the evening.

chorus:
Up from the grave he rises,
Up from the grave he rises,
Up from the grave he rises,
Early in the evening.
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Total Eclipse of the Dice

אוקטובר 20th, 2008
Total Eclipse of the Dice
by Tamir Buchshtav
based on "Total Eclipse of the Heart" by Bonnie Tyler

Roll the dice, every now and then I get a
Natural twenty but you know it cannot last,
Roll the dice, every now and then I get a
Series of sixes but it's never what I need,
Roll the dice, every now and then I get a
Feeling that there's someone laughing loudly at me,
Roll the dice, every now and then I get a
Dice result so lousy that never can believe it is true,
Roll the dice, bright-eyed, every now and then I get just ones.
Roll the dice, bright-eyed, every now and then I get just ones. Read the rest of this entry »

To find the sun

אוקטובר 20th, 2008
To find the sun
by Tamir Buchshtav

When winter covered all in snow,
The only light the northern glow,
The shaman said it's time to go,
And he should know, and he should know.

'The sun was stolen by the night!
And soon he'll take the northern light!
So if we want to keep our sight,
We have to fight, we have to fight!' Read the rest of this entry »

This Poor, Cursed, Holy Land

אוקטובר 20th, 2008
This Poor, Cursed, Holy Land
by Tamir Buchshtav

Thousands in the ground lie sleeping,
Thousand mothers red eyed, weeping,
A hefty crop, and Death's still reaping,
The fields of the holy land. Read the rest of this entry »

The last of the schlimazel team

אוקטובר 20th, 2008
The last of the schlimazel team
by Tamir Buchshtav
based on "Last of Barrett's Privateers" by Stan Rogers

It was evening down in Eightgate town
HOW I WISH I WAS IN PORTWELL NOW!
A mission came from the priest of the sun,
To go to the scummiest part of town,

Chorus:
God damn them all!
I was told we’d pick a box that a merchant holds
We’d swing no swords, cast no spells
Now I’m a lonely bard in a run down inn,
The last of the schlimazel team
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The Bong Song

אוקטובר 20th, 2008
The Bong Song
by Tamir Buchshtav
based on "Come Along" by Titiyo

Fill it with grass from your shelf,
Light it and take a deep breath,

Breath, fill your lungs with its smoke,
Careful, you don’t want to cough and choke.

Smoke a bong now smoke a bong with me,
Smoke a bong now smoke a bong and you’ll be,
Floating skywards and free.
Smoke a bong now smoke a bong with me,
Smoke a bong now smoke a bong and you’ll be,
Floating skywards and free. Read the rest of this entry »

Surface Dweller Blues

אוקטובר 20th, 2008
Surface Dweller Blues
by Tamir Buchshtav

Some live in the sky,
In a city that floats,
They have wide feathered wings,
And large flying boats. Read the rest of this entry »

Sunrise

אוקטובר 20th, 2008
Sunrise
by Tamir Buchshtav

It was dark in those days
Of eternal night,
And the earth torn apart by war.
For down from the mountains,
They came to hunt,
And we were the chosen prey.

In the darkness they came
From their mountain holds,
The night was their ally and friend.
And we couldn’t defeat them,
We couldn’t win,
We were pushed back, surrounded, and slain.

Chorus:
For the sun never rose from the eastern shore,
And the world was enshrouded by night.
For the sun never shone upon earth’s bloody fields,
And the dark was their ally and friend.
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Squishy Little Humanoids

אוקטובר 20th, 2008
Squishy Little Humanoids
by Tamir Buchshtav
based on "Little Fuzzy Animals" by Frank Haze

When you come down from the mountains you may not like what you see,
There are hordes on little beasties and those tiny tickling trees,
There are minibirds up in the sky, small elephants beneath,
And there's squishy little humanoids beneath your feet.
Yes there's squishy little humanoids,
Crunchy little humanoids,
Squishy little humanoids beneath your feet. Read the rest of this entry »

Point of no return

אוקטובר 20th, 2008
Point of no return
by Tamir Buchshtav
based on "the Point of No Return" from Phantom of the Opera
Captain:
We have come here,
In pursuit of our fondest dream,
In pursuit of the wish towards which we aspired,
Aspired… Read the rest of this entry »