From: hoeke@vaxb.acs.unt.edu
Subject: Catt's Filk (Part I)
Organization: University of North Texas
Date: Thu, 9 Apr 1992 19:27:22 GMT

Greetings!

   The following songs are from Catt Kingsgrave-Ernstein.
        PLEASE NOTE THAT THESE SONGS/LYRICS ARE NOT RELEASED 
FOR PUBLICATION ANYWHERE ELSE!!! She is willing to give this permission, 
when _asked_... so if you would like to include any part of this file in 
publications, contact her at :

	  Catt Kingsgrave-Ernstein
	  614 W. Parkway
	  Denton, TX  76201

  She's very reasonable, and personable. I'm the one who gets upset if 
privledges are abused. And I don't have the claws and teeth! :)

  So, enjoy the following : and if you have questions regarding the anime 
and/or characters on which they are based, drop me a message.



  Tani
  jnet%"hoeke@untvax"
  in%"hoeke@vaxb.unt.acs.edu"






                                   ANIME PARTY!
                          copyright Catt Kingsgrave 1990


   G
I woke up late this morning 
                          C
              with my hair three times too long,
          G
And a tatoo of a dragon,
                                         D
              Where before there wasn't one,
              G
Then this ESPer with blue hair walked in
                     C
              And pinched me on the bun
       G                 D                G
And I just don't think I really want to know!
         C
But I think it had to do
                       G
              With a liquor that was blue,
          C                             D
And a gold brick wrapped around a lemon peel,
      G
And jell-o that was lime
            C
Dripping off the walls like slime.
      G               D                 G
Oh, someone tell me last night wasn't real!!


Out there in the driveway 
              there's a Mech parked on my car.
I don't know how to drive it,
              so it isn't going far!
And they tell me that the blonde guy 
              in the shower's name is Char!
And I just don't think I really wanna know!
Oh my head feels just like Hell
              So I can't remember well, 
But I think a Goddess whacked me
              with her chair.
These five guys put up the bet,
Told me "No one's managed yet;
Go and ask her just how purple is her hair?"

There's something in the kitchen 
              that reminds me of a cat,
'Cept it's bigger than my sofa
              and got on a party hat!
Then a redhead and her partner walked in 
              wearing less than that!
And I just don't think I really wanna know!
Oh, I cannot bear to guess
              why the bathroom's such a mess,
There's a tiger striped bikini
              in the sink!
And lingering in the air
              Is the smell of burning hair,
... What that means, 
              I hardly dare to think!


(Alt Melody)
              G
There's a bald guy in a tux who says 
                    C
              he's looking for some Saints;
           G
Well, if they were at that party,
                                          D
              then Saints, they surely ain't!
             G
Then this guy with horns and wings 
                            C
              tells me my attic sure is 'quaint'
       (...I have an attic??)
        G                     D           G
Oh, I just don't think I really wanna know!
            C
And it's kind of hard to miss,
                      G
              So just take my word for this;
           C                             D-C-D
There's a guy perched on an iceberg in my pool
         G
He's sleeping like the dead 
                      C
              with a duck upon his head
       G             D                     G
And I wonder if he drank that blue stuff too...

(1st melody)
There's a great, big furry goblin
              munching acorns in the hall,
And black and silver feathers 
              pegged along the stairway wall,
in a broadly grinning Gamilon
              I don't recall at all,
And I just don't think I really wanna know!
Cause the Macross shore police
              Say they want someone named Mise
Seven Valkyrie just landed in my yard.
And a Vulcan just beamed in
              in his underwear and grin
To present me with his shore leave credit card!


It would seen that there's a frenchman
              And his bearded gangster chum
Inverted from the ceiling 
              hanging by a wad of gum
But I'm not gonna ask 
              who gets to clean it when they're done!
Cause I'm just not sure I really wanna know!
And that savvo private eye
              wearing just his socks and tie
Has another redhead cornered on the Deck
But she doesn't seem to mind
              Cause she's paying back in kind
And it looks like she's about to break his neck!

(Alt. Melody)
Alright, I want some answers
              And I think I want them now;
Why can't I find my hot tub,
              And who let in that cow?
And just who is responsible
       For all this purple snow?
I'm asking though I still don't want to know!
Why's that weirdo in my tub?
              And to whom belongs this club?
And will someone tell me why you all are here?
And they all stand there and smile
Cause they mean to stay a while
At least until the Worldcon of next year!


                               BLACKDAWN'S WAKING
                          Copyright Catt Kingsgrave 1988

There were times that I've wondered 
       how bleak it would be
To be born into blindness 
       and never to see
And then it had seemed 
       the most piteous plight
Only to hear  of 
       the wonders of sight.

Thoughts born in idleness, 
       how could I know
How close and how personal 
       such thoughts could grow?
I, who have lived 
       in the bright world of day
Have, but in a moment, 
       cast brightness away.

Then, in the battle, 
       I'd reckoned the cost;
Pain seemed no price 
       that my friends be not lost
But now, when that battle 
       has safely been won
I find that my paying 
       only begun.

Now, in the wake 
       of my last victory,
They tell me that never again 
       will I see
Some have said `Hero' 
       and others say `Fool'
And I, too confused to guess 
       which is more true.

They say I'll face darkness 
       the rest of my life,
But how can I feel I am free 
       from the strife?
For memory only will 
       serve as my eyes
As battle by battle, 
       each of my friends dies.

Bright Gods, what a terrible 
       vengeance to wreak
To render the Dragon so 
       helpless and weak!
And knowing that always 
       there is one more fight
that I could have helped win, 
       had I only my sight

I've lived all my life 
       in the faith of a dream
played pawn, rook, and knight 
       to Olympian schemes
How I wish Gaea's law              
       could but falter or bend
for the love of a Goddess, 
       for love of a friend.

I must grow beyond this, 
       I cannot end here!
There must be a way to be more 
       than my fear!
There will be a way, 
       I will make there be one,
And soon, very soon, I'll again 
       see the sun!!


                                  DELPHI DANCE.
                          Copyright Catt Kingsgrave 1990
Dm                     Am    Dm
Born to the Earth, a breed apart,
     Am                        G     Dm
The best of the beast and the human heart.
    Dm                   A
To dance the star wild paths of youth,
 Dm          Am         G          Dm
Feathered, furred and clawed and toothed!
     Dm                  G
       Harps in the water, flutes of air
     Dm                   A
       Drums of the fire for he who dares
     Dm                    G
       Dance in the waves in burning bright
     Dm                        A        Dm
       Dance for the stars at the edge of night!


Feathered Stallion, hooves of steel,
Goddess' Champion sound your peal.
Voice thy challenge to the dark
And may you never miss your mark!
       Bridled warrior, proud and strong
       Singing out thy Goddess' song,
       Thing you not that you fly free,
       All you do, you do for She!

Dragon master, burnished blade
Forged in the fire where dreams are made
Eyes that pierce the depths of Sea
Know thou well, thine enemy!
       Wiseling, Wildling, Dragon's eye
       Silent space of Mind you ply
       Ancient soul for all your youth
       Can you tell the shape of truth

Dancing balance, spinning spell,
Shining swan upon your helm.
Trailing fire in Northern skies,
Mirrored now within your eyes!
       Frozen, flashing eyes of snow,
       Can you tell which way to go?
       Follow master, follow friend,
       Will the dancing ever end?

Wings of fire, race the sun, 
Never never knowing if the race is won!
Bound in chains you're wearing, free
Pain and power, the way of thee!
       Blazing Phoenix, burning wild
       Have you ever been a child?
       Is the constant, raging flame
       All that stands behind your name?

Chained maiden, seeming fair,
Anger thee, let he who dare!
Thee, who does not deign to scream
Are things always as they seem?
       Gentle fighter, kindly mage
       Reins of steel upon thy rage,
       Timid never bested Night,
       Chained Lady,  loose thy might

(Repeat 1st verse)


                                       MU
                              By Catt Kingsgrave 1990
                        To the tune of BONES by Leslie Fish
                   inspired by _Saint Seiya_, copyright Kurumada

I breezed through Med-School on a research grant
I could've  made money by the tree.
A practice with my Dad 
Was a dream he'd always had,
But that wasn't good enough for me.  (Oh no,)
I was tired of the Flux and I didn't need the bucks
And I found the Aries armor kinda quaint.
Now there's someone crying
On my doorstep that they're dying
And I wonder why did I become a Saint?


       Oh there's killing blows and dying throes
       And a space bound bronze or two.
       I do what I can,
       I patch 'em up again
       And hope at least their armor makes it through.

       Thank you.  

Now I'm bleeding from the wrist 
On a pile of shiny grist
In the hope I can convince it to reform.
It's owner bit the crust
And they brought me back the dust,
Well, I guess the combat was beyond the norm.
See the Goddess over there?
Yeah, the one with purple hair-
Well, he thought he'd get a ransom from her men.
But in about 12 hours 
They came back and hit the showers
Leaving me to fix their armor once again!
              
              CHORUS  (Try I do.)


Every single flipp'n day 
One more crisis comes my way;
I had Seiya on my porch this afternoon.
Someone shoved him off a cliff
And they left him for a stiff.
(I won't tell him, but I think that it was Shun!)
Those 5 are the worst!
They go into battle first,
And they always are the last to leave the kill.
Ah, but I don't mind,
I can pay em back in kind.
Just you wait until Athena gets my bill!!

              CHORUS : (( Oh, not you too!!))


                                  SHIRYU
                          copyright Catt Kingsgrave 1990
 Am          G                  Am
Mind out of magic, Soul out of song
         G                       E
Fire within you burns agelessly long
 Am         D         Am           E
Sable your mantle and silver your eye
     Am           G          D           Am
And emerald your fires when finally let fly.
         Am             G                          E
       Your eyes are like poets, they speak for your voice
     Am       G           Am         E
       Offering wisdom when offered no choice
      Am           D              Am            E
       Speaking soft things that no fighter would heed
       Am         G         D           Am
       Always in answer to some other's need

(CHORUS)   Am  G                         E
              Oh, why must the gentle hands kill?
            Am            G                    E
              Why must they fall to the warrior's will?
               Am    G              D             Am
              And who - who stands to blame for the cost
              Am        G       D   (D1-D)    Am
              Nobility's price is that innocence lost.

I hear the things that your tongue did not say
I knew your pain to see blood on the clay.
Blood of your enemies - shed by your hands
As ever and always your Goddess demands
       For greed fosters Evil, and needless, men cry
       Blameless men suffer and harmless men die
       And some must rise up under tyranny's crown
       In battle to die or else topple it down

(CHORUS)

Ancient souled scholar, you guessed at the price;
Though change always comes, it can't always be nice.
And lesser of evils that knowing you pay
And brave the deep night for the blind hope of day.
       Your Muse she is silent, your tongue bears no song
       The hands of the poet are deadly and strong.
       The grace of the dance is for striking your mark,
       And the lover's warm heart lies alone in the dark.


                                   BLADED ROSE
                          copyright Catt Kingsgrave 1990
 Am                        E
Like your blade, Lady you pierce me,
 A7                      Dm
Dare my eyes show you my soul?
       G                   C
Who am I - who am I so to love you
          E-E7              Am
When your heart I never can hold?
     Am                         E
       Long I stand, all  in your shadow
    A7                      Dm
       Always here at your command
            G                            C
       Daring life - daring fate - take me from you
             E-E7                    Am
       Though I dare not hope for your hand.
                      Dm             F                      C
              Where the thorns cut you deep, there I shall shield you,
                    Dm                F               E
              When so rare, you must be weak, I will conceal you,
            Am                                   Dm
              And if ere you should pause to look behind you,
                    E               E7           Am
              Wherever you shadow falls, I will be there.


Cruel the game that life has played you
Forged your heart just like your sword.
Glow and dim, glow again, lest you shatter
On this cold, indifferent world.
       Crueller still, that I who love you
       Can do naught to ease your pain
       For those thorns binding you tear me also
       And your tears are like bitter rain.
              When the storm batters high, know I'm behind you
              In the dark, should you cry, know I will find you!
              And if ere you should need my arms to hold you,
              Death may call - Heaven fall, I will be there.



                          Randon Mamogai - Night Stalkers
                          copyright Catt Kingsgrave 1990

(Chorus)      Something stalks in London Town
              Mine the task to bring it down
              Curse or Gift or Thorny Crown,
              But I too stalk in London Town.

Fire of blackness haunts the dark
Masked and cloaked in God's own mark.
Beneath the Hymns my wolf's ears hark,
To track the evil in the dark.
       Sable shadow at my side
       Light of day he can't abide
       Vampyre, he, with Angel's pride
       Loyal shadow at my side.

(Chorus)

Hell's come walking in the streets,
Gifting death to all it meets
So we go to test it's teeth
And dance with Hell in London's streets.
       Pain and Fear, they have a name
       And beauty like the dancing flame
       Yet we will hunt him all the same
       And teach the Beast to fear our name.

(Chorus)

Blood runs heavy in the rain
Deamon gorged on luckless slain
Fire and Silver are his bane
And deal him death in London's rain.
       Something vicious hunts the night
       Living fat off human fright.
       Who but we to set it right
       And free once more the city's night?

(Chorus)

Could be madness; just we two
Against the Hells and all they do,
But wouldn't you rather us than you
Face the madness, just we two?
       Something stalks in London Town,
       Ours the task to bring it down.
       Curse and Gift and Thorny Crown,
       But we too stalk in London Town.
       Yes, we two stalk in London Town.



                                      Spiral
                          copyright Catt Kingsgrave 1990
            Am
(Chorus)      Wilderdance, Madderdance
             G               D
              Bright wind and Spiralfire
            Am
              Mind to catch, heart to snatch,
             G       D    Am
              Snare me your soul!

 Am                  C        G
Cyclical psyche, of carousel heart
Am           G           Am       Em
Born out of madness, of Madness a part
   Am          D          Am        G
A lifetime of hatred and rage to impart
       Am          D               G-Em     Am 
That scarring the darkness, leaves never a mark.


Spinning hysteria dancing a spell
For Madness endeavor, the dance is done well.
He laughs like the dead at the shatterbright bell
And I silently wish he would just go to Hell!

Deadly velocity, laughing I'll dance
And deepdrink the power of rythym and stance
Down through the Hells, like bright thunder I'll lance
Then see if the Luck measures up to the Chance.

Warping reality, sidle and spin
Cat'spaw to Madness, I treasure his sin.
Though heavy, his binding's are razor-edge thin;
He may hold the reins now, but come end of this  Wilddance,
Come end of this Maddance,
Come end of the Helldance, I win!!

       Faster dance, higher dance,
       Dark flame and star shadows
       Freed of Hell, taste the spell,
       Snare me your soul!


                                MY FAVORITE MEN
                          copyright Catt Kingsgrave 1990
                        To the tune of "My Favorite Things"

Silver eyed Dragons and Blondes in black leather,
Manic Italians who fight with a feather,
Samurai Henchmen who practice in Zen,
There are a few of my favorite men!

Wize-ass Garuda with manner irreverent,
Brain-twisted Gai, who could use to be un-bent,
Sharp-shooting Sweepers, Lavicious and lewd,
There are a few of my favorite dudes!

       When the plot sags,
       When the pace drags,
       When the art looks sad,
       It just takes a glimpse
       Of a gorgeous young male,
       And then it won't seem so bad!

Suave lads with roses, and blue coiffeurred Psions,
Shy young Bishonen with hair like a lion's,
Saving the day with the odds 1 - 10,
These are a few of my favorite men!

Noble Dampiru and honor-bound Demons,
Dragon tattoos painted all over Freeman,
If he's got long hair and romantic eyes,
He's sure to be one of my favorite guys!

       Let my eyes blur,
       Let the words slur,
       Let the Con close down,
       For just one more look
       At a Cel-Painted dream,
       I'll happily stick around!


                                      REPLAY
                          copyright Catt Kingsgrave 1989


Condor lust and Dragon dreams,
       Oh how mad the whole thing seems
When Celluloid appeals to me, 
       Far more than mere reality!

A rewind world of pause and play, 
       My fingers at the buttons stay
To catch and keep each flash of eye
       And wish that it were meant for I.

As if pure gorgeous weren't enough,
       They've made them noble, strong, and tough,
Till real live men just can't compete 
       With acetate and paint and ink.

They aren't real, a good thing, too
       For though the gentlemen have their few,
The human race can't propagate 
       With paint and ink and acetate.

They're doing this on purpose, see,
       To blow us all right off our tree!
But still, will I, these fardels bear
       To sit, and smile, and dream of hair!



                                     SORARYU
                          copyright Catt Kingsgrave 1989

Celestial warrior, rider in air
Starlight and golden and perilous fair
Keeper of ages, bright fire your mind,
Why, in this age do you linger behind?

Once you ruled heaven, the Earth in your grasp
Beast and man feared you, long ages past.
Why, in this time with no reverence to pay
Celestial warrior, Why do you stay?

Men rule the Earth now, in havoc and pain.
Poison their oceans, and acid their rain
Bright Heaven's master, your realm is defiled
How can you remain and not be reviled?

And those who revered you can no longer see
The world has gone blind save for few such as we.
Dragon wild passions no longer are known
So stark and so polished the world has now grown.




                                  THE CROSSING
                          copyright Catt Kingsgrave 1989
              To the tune of "Come Ye O'er From France"  Traditional

Dm                                        C
Lord the night is long, Lord the night is lonely
Dm                                   C
All my own are gone, Death my shadow only
Dm                                    C
And they call to me, leave behind the dying
Dm                  F     C                A
From our home-grave flee, in the last hope flying.


Future now is bleak, day's to come are frightening
From the loss retreat, to the unknown lighting
And I am alone, none to share my sorrow
In my hands the task to live until tomorrow.

Hear the child that cries, Born he to another
Yet the blood can lie, I will be his mother
My hands still are strong, I can still hold tightly
My life has burned long, let it now burn brightly!

There is light ahead all around, stars shining
Still there is the dread, and the fear of dying
Will there be an end to our endless lossing?
Will the Godlight send strength to speed the crossing?

Lord, the night is deep, Goes it on forever?
Now must sorrow sleep, Pain can rule me never
We are stronger far, now we are united
On some distant star let the wrongs be righted.



                            SONG TO THE LIGHTBRINGER
                          copyright Catt Kingsgrave 1990

Name me old evil, and name me cold blight,
Name me chill darkness that murders the light
Name me all these, you shall not be far wrong
For I walk in shadows, and dark sings my song.
       Aye, once I was mortal, stood not so apart,
       And once, in my breast beat a warm, human heart.
       But I lived with a hunger, down deep in my soul
       And sought in the shadows to make myself whole


He promised me greatness, it was to be vast.
I hungered; he offered the world for repast
There was to be nothing to stand in my way
For night always comes, and it swallows the day
       So marked by the shadows, their Lord I became
       And swallowed one world in the Old Demon's name
       And brightness and innocence staggered and bled
       In the face of the Dark Lord, and all of his dread.

Then once more he beckoned, that Demon so grand,
"Another world waits for my Dark Reaper's hands."
And so, like four Generals, to war we embarked,
The Poison, the Demon, Illusion, and Dark.
       The magic flew swiftly, and men fell like grain
       And deeply we drank of their suffering and pain
       Perhaps we forgot, if indeed, ere we knew,
       That actions like ours bring out heroes like you.


I am the darkness, I cannot but hate you,
You sun-bright, you star-light, you brilliant white flame,
And yet I do find in the depth of my shadows,
One word, and that word has the sound of your name...

(Korin... Seiji... Lightbringer)

The magic you wield has its hand in the light
The strength of your spirit, it shatters my night
But light has its weaknesses, I know them well,
For where else was I ere I conquered my Hell?
       I'll strike at your innocence -- useless and vain
       And show you your allies, all battered and slain.
       What will you do when you see you're alone, 
       And how truly useless your hopes will have grown?

So time after time, we as enemies fight.
I seek you in battle, to smother your light
And time after time I retreat from the fray 
With the sun in my eyes and a curse for the day.
       I know you are gentle, so where are your tears
       When I ravage your world and play hard on your fears?
       Your kind always wish to believe all is fair,
       So how can you stand and face down such despair?

Still, time and again, we as enemies meet
it's become automatic to seek your defeat
We attack you, and fail, and we fall back once more
And within me stir memories from ages before
       And with them wakes honor, it's strange, but it's true,
       That I find myself hoping you'll win this time too.
       I have killed thousands in thunder and strife,
       And yet, I no longer can threaten your life.

For you are my opposite, all that I'm not
And all that my life beyond death had forgot
One thought, as I turn, to defy the Old Demon,
Perhaps, what I hungered for, darkness was not...

(Korin... Seiji... Lightbringer... Dawn)