by Marc Gunn, Oct 16, 2008

I wanted a new song for my Elysium Space Madness show, and I wanted it to be about Star Trek. So I threw together this parody the night before the show. It's based on the song "A Drop of Nelson's Blood".

A drop of Vulcan blood wouldn't do us any harm
And we'll all hang on behind

We'll roll the old Enterprise along.
We'll roll the old Enterprise along.
We'll roll the old Enterprise along.
And we'll all hang on behind.

A plate of Gagh...

Neelix in the kitchen...

An order from Kirk...

A holodeck msytery...

An Orion slave girl...

A transwarp drive...

Delta Quandrant...

Seven of Nine...

A round on Quark...

Some Romulan ale...

If the Borg are in the way, we'll roll right over them.

by Marc Gunn, May 30, 2007

I'm not sure where my fascination with Samwise Gamgee of Lord of the Rings came from, but he is one of my favorite song subjects. He is a good-hearted loyal friend to Frodo. Without him, Frodo would never have succeeded. I recorded this song for my CD, What Color Is Your Dragon?.

I never guessed the kind of trouble that was waiting for me
When Old Bilbo took me in
He was an odd kind a hobbit, but I didn't care
He was family and my friend
But on our birthday
He gave me his ring
And then Gandalf got all sour
He told Samwise to aid me
In the destruction of the Ring of Power

Oh Samwise Gamgee was my best of friends
As loyal as a friend can be
He did so much more than gardening
He listened and took care of me.
And on Weathertop
When I was stabbed
By the Ring Wraith, I was frail
Sam was there by my side
Every moment in Rivendale

Somewhere in the dark shadows of Mount Doom
I guess I must have lost my mind
But Sam was there to carry me
Only friend's are so blind
Without him I fear
The Dark Lord would prevail
And Middle-Earth would fall
I'm thankful, Samwise. Cuz you taught me
A real friend will help when you need crawl.

by Marc Gunn

I wrote this song in September, 2007. It began with a riff on the autoharp. It was raining outside, so I just singing some random lyrics into my digital recorder. Then I refined the story, re-recorded it with instrumentation and loved the danceable fun feel of the song. I added it to my CD, What Color Is Your Dragon?.

Out of the rain, I came a-wandering
Out of the rain, I swayed.
I was wet. I was filled with sorrow
From the love that I left in the glade.

She said to me, "Sweep me away and marry me."
Thought to myself, "I will."
But when I came a-knocking on her front door.
She said, "I'm in love still."

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How do you tell a woman you're in love with her
When she's in love with a different man?
How do you listen when she touts her loneliness
And won't accept your hand.

My mouth was dry as I listened to her story.
And we strolled through the hillside gate.
She said her love was in love with another girl.
And my angel would wait.

I tried to tell her, "Why wait for another man
When I'm in love with you?
Take my hand and I will marry you,
She sent me from her view.

by traditional

I love this song! I remember when I was younger, my dad would sing this to me. I think he'd heard the Smother's Brothers perform it, and my dad loves to perform. I think he took extreme delight in singing the woman's part, and I do too. It's on my CD, What Color Is Your Dragon?.

It was early last September
As near as I can remember
While strolling down a lane in tipsy pride
Not a word did I utter
As I lay down in the gutter
When this pig came up and lay there by my side

Not a soul was I disturbing
As I lay there by the curbing
When this high toned lady come
And I heard her say
You can tell a man who boozes
By the company he chooses

So the pig got up and slowly walked away

by Marc Gunn, early 90s

I wrote this song in college. It wasn't supposed to be any grand masterpiece, just a stupid, catchy song. For some strange reason, I added it to my CD, What Color Is Your Dragon?.

If I were a horse and you were a mule,
My heart would break all the same.
I'd cry on your tail. All the while would I wail
And refuse to eat my grain.

Oh, listen to this sad story.
Take head to the message I don't purvey.
Cuz it'll make you feel blue, and I'll cry boo hoo.
And I'll have to blow snot on my sleeve.

If I were pig and you were a hog,
Would that make us compatible or insane.
We'd roll in the mud, and we'd hug, and we'd hug.
And we'd play all day in the rain.

If I were a cat, and you were a dog,
Would you love me or tear me in two.
Bite off my tail, rip the whiskers from my cheeks,
And spill all my blood in the street.

Did you listen to this sad story?
Did you take head to the message I didn't purvey?
Cuz it'll make you feel blue, and you'll cry boo hoo.
And you'll have to blow snot on your shirt.

by Marc Gunn

This song started with a riff on the autoharp. When i had that down, I just started writing a stream of conscience song about a girl I had a crush on. It evolved into a bluesy song that I recorded for my CD, What Color Is Your Dragon?.

Sometimes my empathy is overwhelming.
I feel like I can get inside your head.
But there are times like last night
When it feels like a fight
To shade my love and fear
To watch where you tread.

I gotta admit that I am in love with you.
And now and then I hear you say the same.
But you live so far away
And patience seems so gray
That I can't tell if your love
Is just a dwindling flame.

I've a friend who helps me fly with my dreams.
Then he drops me, and I crash into the sea.
Now I swirl in despair
Wondering if you care
Enough to keep my dreams
From falling to debris.

I'm not sure what I need to allay my fears.
I don't expect you to give more than you've done.
But I'm in flight with my love,
And the winds are rather rough.
So I just hope that you'll join me
For the setting sun.