Date:  11-22-88  23:16
From:  Sourdough Jackson
To:    All
Subj:  Twa Flying Sorcerors

     TWA FLYING SORCERORS

(tune:  Twa Magicians [Bill Maraschiello's Chicon IV version])

The Lady stood in her front door, 
As gold as harvest land,
When up there came a lusty Smith
With his hammer in his hand.

Chorus I: Fly, Lady, fly!
          In thin air you can't hide!
          The lusty Smith will be your love
          And clouds he'll take in stride.

O Lady fair, of wisdom rare, 
Your secrets I'll have read
Before sunrise--moreover,
I'll have your maidenhead.  (chorus I)

I'd rather die an ancient maid,
All buried in my grave,
Than a husky, dusky, coal-black Smith
My maidenhead should have.  (chorus I)

She stood upon the fertile ground
And swore upon her rod
The coal-black Smith would take her not
And never be her love.  (chorus I)

So he took up his hammer-head
And swore on iron cold
Her maidenhead and secrets 
Would be his ere night grew old.  (chorus I)

So she became a chimney-swift
And sprang into the air,
And he became an aeroplane
And overtook her there.  (chorus I)

She became a demon's wall
Of brick high off the ground,
So he became a rocket-plane
And broke the speed of sound!  (chorus I)

Then she became the Harvest Moon,
Bright Luna in her grace,
And he became an astronaut
And walked upon her face.

Chorus II:  Fly, Lady, fly!
            In deep space you can't hide!
            The lusty Smith will be your love,
            And stars he'll take in stride.

So she became a ringed world,
The glory of the night,
Then he became a Voyager,
Flew by, kept her in sight.  (chorus II)

Now she's become a neighbor-star
As yellow as the Sun,
And he's become a ramscoop-ship;
Swift to her side he's run.  (chorus II)

So she's become a giant blue
O'er halfway to the core,
And he's become a hypership
And jumped to her once more.  (chorus II)

She shifted form and place all day
And half the weary night,
For all the changes she did make,
The Smith kept her in sight.  (chorus II)

She could not hide out in the sky;
The Smith could always find her.
And so the Lady took the sky
And wrapped it up inside her.  (chorus II)

She was a Singularity,
Which seemed to stop him dead
Until he popped outside and knew
He'd have her maidenhead.  (chorus II)

Now since she covered all there is,
As Black Holes might behave,
She was quite naked, so the Smith
Her maidenhead did have.  (chorus II)

And so the Smith became her love
In one big cosmic bang,
And so magicians twa began
The World anew, again!  (no chorus)

     Copyright  (c)  1984  by Sourdough Jackson



--- Gnome v1.20
 * Origin: The Lizard King-"I am the Lizard King; I can do
anything."(1:104/45.5)