So, sometimes, I get a song stuck in my head, and words start to come out. Geeky words. It ends up as what’s known as filk. I’m not claiming to be a Tom Smith or any of the other artists at the FuMP; I’m no Leslie Fish, Luke Ski, or Mercedes Lackey. Sometimes, though–just sometimes–I manage to amuse myself.
The following is one of those rare times.
Insta(nce)-Death
To the tune of “Pepper” by the Butthole Surfers
Marky was a paladin
With a Holy talent tree
He was sharing Sharon’s spec
Because Sharon was a priest
Mikey was a Combat Rogue
Bobby had a war staff
They were all in love with dyin’
They were doin’ it in Warcraft
Tommy played his warrior
Just like he played his mage
Then his party wiped in Zul’Farrak
He was tanking while at range
They were all in love with dyin’
Using every single button
As they tried to kill the boss
At the bottom of the dungeon
I don’t mind the quests sometimes
They set for me my goals
By killing mobs and getting things
My reputation grows
Gnomeregan and Dire Maul
And into the Deadmines
You never know how screwed you are
Until the party wipes
Some will die in BRD
A firey fight with Magmus
Some will die in Uldaman
Losing to Archaedas
Some will fall in love with life
And use all of their buttons
As they try to kill the boss
At the bottom of the dungeon
I don’t mind the quests sometimes
They set for me my goals
By killing mobs and getting things
My reputation grows
Shadowfang and Molten Core
And Stockades are good times
You never know how screwed you are
Until the party wipes
Another Mikey made ‘em wipe
While questing on in Scholo
Skipper died because of it
He quit and left to solo
Then there was the ever-present
Mage who loved to aggro
They were all in love with dyin’
So they didn’t force him to go
Holly shot a bullet
But it broke the caster’s sheep
Well, she should’ve just been smarter
Her repair bill’d be less steep
They were all in love with dyin’
Using every single button
As they tried to kill the boss
At the bottom of the dungeon
I don’t mind the quests sometimes
They set for me my goals
By killing mobs and getting things
My reputation grows
Naxxramas and Zul’Gurub,
Victory shall be mine
You never know how screwed you are
Until the party wipes
–Jer
