The IDICon Song Book

The IDICon Song Book is a slash Star Trek: TOS zine contain K/S filk songs. It was released in connection with the IDICon convention.
The Songbook was printed in 1985 and contains 29 pages and over 50 filk songs.
From the title page: 
==Contents==
* A Toast for Unknown Heroes
* Alien
* Ballad of the Birthday Boy
* Ballad of Transport Eighteen, The
* Banned from Argo
* Black Widows in the Privy
* Bones
* Born Again Trek
* Captain is a Father to His Crew, The
* Castaway
* Centauri Fair
* Couplets for a Departure
* Daddy's Little Girl
* Dirty Kirk Song
* Enemy Within, The
* Enterprise
* Escape, The
* Eternal Loser
* For the Need of the One
* Fame and Glory
* Fellowship Going South
* Friggin' in the Rigging
* God Lives on Terra
* Gone the Rainbow
* Grandfather Clock, The 2.0
* Hope Eyrie '
* I Left My Boots
* In Our Hands Like Dust
* Iron Mistress.....
* Lord of the Dance, The
* Making Wookies
* Mary O'Meara
* Michael O'Meara
* Miss Piggy '
* My Starship
* Neutral Zone, Romulan View
* Old Ben's Song
* Old Trekkers' Home
* One Way to Go
* Poor Spock is Dead
* Rest Stop
* Rumors
* Send Me Off to Glory in a Glad Bag
* Sing Me A Song
* Sisters Dancing Together
* Space Hero
* Starwind. Rising
* Surprise!
* Together
* Trekker, The
* Those were the Days
* When Will You Turn?
* Witnesses Waltz
* Write It All Down
* You Bash the Balrog
* You Fill Up My Sensors
==="Those Were The Days" (aka The Lament of the Last Trek Fan)===
:THOSE WERE THE DAYS
:Once upon a time there was a fandom.
:Trek was all we ate and slept and breathed.
:Now, my friends have gone to other fandoms,
:As the last Trek fan what's to become of me?
:CHORUS:
:Those were the days, my fen.
:Trek was the living end.
:We knew each episode and line by heart.
:And through the zines we read,
:We knew Trek wasn't dead.
:Those were the days,
:Oh, yes, those were the days.
:First Han and Luke and Leia flashed their lasers,
:And the Force soon lured some fen away.
:Than Starsk and Hutch, they burst into the picture,
:And captured hearts with hints of being gay.
:CHORUS
:Now they're popping up on every corner,
:Magnum, Dr. Who, and Hill Street Blues.
:And here's the latest overseas connection,
:The Professionals - Bodie and DoDo.
:CHORUS
:Can you think of where all this is leading?
:The very thought could turn your blood to ice.
:I'm on my knees, my hand are clasped, I'm pleading
:That the next fandom not be Miami Vice.
:CHORUS
==="You Fill Up My Sensors"===
:YOU FILL UP MY SENSORS (sung to John Denver's 'You Fill Up My Senses') (filk stolen, I think, from Linda Lakin, et al.)
:You fill up my sensors like a giant amoeba,
:Like a big planet eater, like a Tholian webb,
:Like a Romulan warship, like a Klingon destroyer.
:You fill up my sensors, come fill me again.
:Come let me probe you, let me scan your dimensions.
:Let my data run for you, let my circuits run free.
:Let my microchips know you, all my programs run for you,
:Come let me probe you, come probe me again.
:You fill my sensors like a star going nova,
:Like a photon exploding, like the Galaxy's edge,
:Like the Antares maelstrom, like the storms of Mutara
:You fill up my sensors, come fill me again.
==="Poor Spock Is Dead"===
:POOR SPOCK IS DEAD (filk converted [that's legalese for "stolen"] from Linda Lakin, et al.)
:Poor Spock is dead...Oh, poor Spock is dead.
:All gather 'round his coffin now and sigh. (Now and sigh I)
:He had a heart of gold and he wasn't very old.
:Oh, why did such a feller have to die?
:Poor Spock is dead...Oh, poor Spock is dead.
:The radiation's finally told the tale. (Told the tale!)
:It completely fried his ears; made, him old beyond his years.
:The Geiger counter's going off the scale.
:Poor Spock is gone...Oh, poor Spock is gone.
:There wasn't much of him that we could save. (We could save!)
:Just a fingernail or two and the sole of just one shoe.
:It wasn't worth the while to dig a grave.
:Poor Sppck is croaked...just laid down and choked.
:We put him in an empty photon shell. (Photon shell!)
:Piped him out and shot him free; played "Amazing" gracefully.
:The engine room will never lose the smell.
:Poor Spock is dead...Oh, poor Spock is dead.
:And here we are all smiling on the bridge. (On the bridge!)
:Lost a friend of twenty years and we never shed a tear
:Cause no one knows we stuck him in the fridge.
:Poor Spock. . .poor Spock. . .
Category:Star Trek TOS Non-fiction Zines
Category:1985 Songbooks