All Ship Party 1999
Dec 11, 1999

St Peter's
Richfield, MN

Roll 1 - Roll 2 - Roll 3 - Roll 4

These pages are in DESPERATE need of captions.
Please e-mail your suggestions to me.
--Ben

 

 

Some of the Filk carols that were sung there...

 

Holodeck the Halls

(deck the Halls)
Load the Holodeck's main program
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la!
Make the doctor say you're handsome
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la!
Deck the Captain, Worf, and Data
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la!
Barclay the great Gladiatah
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la!

See the angry crew before us
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la!
In the artificial forest
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la!
Its not Riker's kind of leisure
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la!
Thought that Troi would have a seizure
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la!

Fast away the season passes
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la!
Barclay made us look like asses
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la!
Reggie's mind is back on line
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la!
All except for Program nine
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la!

Deck the Halls

words by L.Reynolds, P Kennedy, C. Henry.

Deck the halls with bright red shirts
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la!
Went on away teams with Jim Kirk,
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la!
Told to hide behind the boulder,
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la!
Forgot to look o'er their shoulder,
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la!

See the Blazing phasers firing,
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la!
Security will soon be hiring
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la!
You must not be to bright
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la!
Just be ready for a fight
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la!

Fast away the red shirts pass,
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la!
Whether they were lad or lass,
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la!
Vaporized or turned to stone,
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la!
Some in groups, some all alone.
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la!

The Twelve Days of Solstice

On the first day of solstice my true love sent to me...
A wild boar in an oak tree
Two Standing Stones,
Three domens,
Four Sacred Geese,
Five Golden Sickles,
Six Sprigs of mistletoe,
Seven Wicker cages,
Eight Roman Prisoners,
Nine Britons slaying,
Tem Gauls attacking,
Eleven Bards a-singing,
Twelve Druids chanting,

The Star Trek Collectors Carol

words by Mary Bertelson and Laura Thurston

On my first day of collecting this is what I bought:
An Enterprise in a numbered box.

On the second day...
Two Feddie pins.

On the third day...
Three Klingon foreheads,

On the fourth day...
Four autographs

On the fifth day...
Five latinum bars

On the sixth day...
Six Romulan Warbirds

On the seventh day...
Seven Vulcan IDICs

On the eight day...
Eight Bajoran earrings

On the ninth day...
Nine Creation Cons

On the tenth day...
Ten Rules of Acquisition

On the eleventh day...
Eleven video blooper

On the twelvth day...
Twelve action figures.

Klingon Twelve Days of Khrismash

On the first day of Khrismash my consort gave to me:
An Enterprise in the Christmas Tree
Two Vulcan Ears,
Three Feddie Phasers,
Four Shuttlecraft,
Five Tricorders,
Six Admirals Yelling,
Seven Uniforms,
Eight Furry tribbles,
Nine Klingon Targs,
Ten Space Stations,
Eleven Romulans,
Twelve Warp Engines.

Away on the Ranger


(Away in the Manger)

Away on the Ranger
They're making a pic
About whales in danger
Its a great flick!
The Russian's retarded
The Vulcan's insane
Unlike Trek V
The plot's not inane!
 

Lwaxana Troi is Coming to Town

(Santa Claus is Coming to Town)

You better watch out
You better not cry
You better not shout
I'm telling you why
Lwaxana Troi is coming to town!

She's making a pass
Men are her vice
She wants a man
Who's gonna be nice
Lwaxana Troi is coming to town!

She knows if your are lying
She knows if you are a fake
She knows exactly what you think
So think twice for youre your own sake!

You better hide out
Set phasers on stun
She's on a man hunt
Jean-Luc is the one
Lwaxana Troi is coming to town!
 

Joy to the World


Joy to the world, for war has come
And we can fight again
let every foe know fear and woe
and swords and axes swing,
and swords and axes swing,
and swords, and swords, and axes swing.

Well rule the world with axe and mace
And heaven up above
let battle cry ring fierce and high
for war is what we love
for war is what we love
for war, for war, is what we love.

Joy to the world, for war has come
with sword and arrows flight
Well maim and slay all through the day
and rape and loot at night
and rape and loot at night
and rape, and rape, and loot at night .
 
 

Slaying in the rain


Im slaying in the rain
Just slaying in the rain,
what a glorious feeling,
Im happy again.
Im laughing at blood
So  dark on the field
My swords in my  hand:
I never will yield.

Let the bloody dukes chase
Every foe from the place:
Just hand me my mace.
Ive a smile on my face.
From Angels to An Tir
Strike terror far and near.
Im slaying, just slaying in the rain.


Photos by Wayne Mc Cloud and Ben Huset

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