Filks, Seasons Four to Six

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One~~One (another)~~Hope and Fear
Night~~Extreme Risk~~Course: Oblivion~~The Fight
The Collective~~Spirit Folk~~Muse

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One
To The Pet Shop Boys' "What Have I Done To Deserve This?"

What Has Seven Done To Deserve This?

You always wanted a human;
I only wanted the Borg;
I've been a drone for a living.

When are we gonna get through?
When are we gonna get through?

I come here nanoprobe hunting
And end up living as one;
(all alone)
Now you've left me much in charge.

When are we gonna get through?
When are we gonna get through?

I brought you tech,
I brought you data;
Charged astrometrics
And worked for B'Ela.
In every day, so many tiffs, such gads of data.

So tell me,
What have I, what have I, what have I done to deserve this?
What have I, what have I, what have I done to deserve this?

Since you went to sleep, I've been hanging around.
I've been wondering why my mind's not sound.
You went away -- It should make me feel better --
But all those voices --

(When are we gonna)..........(Seven help, Seven help)
(get through?)...............(Seven, you're an imperfect human)
(When are we gonna)..........(Seven help, Seven help)
(get through?)...............(Seven, do you like to play games?)

You always wanted me to be something I wasn't.
You know I do oh-so much  (all alone).
Now I can do what I want to --
I'm bonkers.

When are we gonna get through?
When are we gonna get through?

At night the Borgies come and go,
They talk too fast, I run too slow;
Chased malfunctions by the hour,
I offed the air to restore power.

What have I, what have I, what have I done to deserve this?
What have I, what have I, what have I done to deserve this?

Since waked in sickbay,
I've been wandering 'round;
I can still see Kate's face, smiling down.
I'm not alone -- It should make me feel better --
But mess-hall food (eew!)

(How am I gonna)............(Suppliments, suppliments)
(get food?).................(Suppliments, no leola root.)
(How am I gonna)............(Suppliments, suppliments)
(get food?).................(Suppliments curb Neelix's food)
 

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One
To The Smiths' "Heaven Knows I'm Miserable Now"

How I Know Irrelevance Now

I was happy in the haze of my Borg implants
And heaven knows irrelevance now.

I was in the collective and Kate cut me off
Omega knows irrelevance now.

In my life
Why do I look back and pine
For people who don't care if I live or die?

Without my new eye, I'd be half-blind.
And do I know irrelevance now.

Hirogen tied me up and sought to gut me good,
And how I've sung irrelevance now.

In my life
Why do I make others' teeth grind
When all I do is boss the crew, tell them my mind?

What he asked of me at the end of the day --
Another one would have blushed.

"Take off your clothes here and now," I said.
and he naturally fled.

In my life
Why only rile
the people who I'd much rather kick in the eye?

I went loony in the haze of psychotic dreams,
But all of that's irrelevant now.

"I think we can trust you now," she said.
They thought -- "She's out of her head."

In my life,
Why not just think that I'm
One person on this crew with IQ sublime?
 

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Hope and Fear
To The Fine Young Cannibals' She Drives Me Crazy

Sev Drives me Crazy

I feel like I'm on the grill;
Seven's mood -- cranky still.
Tell me this, Chakotay,
'Cause I'm workin' really late,
Won't I ever get some peace?
Decryption codes are killin' me.

She drives me crazy;
Like no one else.
Drunk too much coffee,
But I can't help myself.

Hope for home -- I can't trust;
Seven's not comin' with us;
Sent Tuvok to sniff a hex;
Never had problems with Kes;
Artuis now -- I made him blue.
Something's wrong, whete'er I do.

The ship's a phony;
Hope's on the shelf;
Sev's stubborn as me;
Oh how I miss our elf.

Seven's growing, to her own.
But she can't play frisbee alone.

She loses badly,
Like no one else;
Don't need more coffee,
But I'll still help myself.
 

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Night
To K.D. Lang's rendition of Black Coffee

Black Coffee

I'm feeling mighty lonesome
Off duty, I just think
I walk the floor from eight to four
In-between I drink

Black coffee
Got them Caretaker blues
Thought I'd get them home someday
But now I feel deluged

I'm talking to Chakotay
Say it's not just the Void
And oh how slow our journey's gone
So while we're bored I'll pour

Black coffee
This quadrant's got me tired
I'm hanging out in quarters
So many routes home gone by.

Now a ship was made to go roving
But was a Captain born to reap regret,
forsake home forever?
Use well her priv'leges
with coffee and unmade beds?

I'm not feeling up to duty
'Till one eventful night
When some Al'ens inspire me
To grab Besty and fight

Black coffee
Had enough to fly us home.
They're thinking I'm crazy
Just thinking how to save them
Least there's no more Night.
 

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Extreme Risk
To Soul Asylum's Runaway Train

Holodeck Bane

Left you 'lone in the middle of the night
I'm an engineer without warp light
You were there wondering what was with me
I was Maquis that lost all she clung to dearly

So numb that I couldn't even sleep
So many pancakes that I couldn't eat
Promised I would not go get beat
One more promise I couldn't keep

It seems programs can't help me now
In my own void
There's no way out
'Cause now I can't feel either the joy or pain

Holodeck bane orbits there to dive
Wrong way just to feel alive
Seems like I should be feeling some thrill
Somehow the answer's not in there

Can 'cakes help me remember how to smile?
Make it somehow all seem worthwhile?
Who on earth is that mirror's image?
Am I dead beyond my soul's limits?

In the Flyer my secret is blown
And now e'en Momma Kate knows
Here I am and I still can't feel the pain
Now Chakotay reminds me of the stain

Everything's taken away,
Daddy, 'Fleet, Friends dead lay
Somehow I just don't believe it

Holodeck bane, Cardies there to sack
Wrong choice on the safties track
Seems like I should be feeling some thrill
Somehow the answer's not in there

Begged for passage, got a dose of trouble
Like MacGyver patching up the hull
Little out of touch, not cured today
Just time to start dealing with the pain

Holodeck bane, never goin' back
Holodeck bane, my psyche's been racked
Holodeck bane, broke my bones 'thout pain
Now it's 'bout time to get back in the game...
 

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Course: Oblivion
To Aqua's Barbie Girl

Borgie Girl

Wanna go for a ride?

Sure Kim!

I'm a Borgie Girl, from a Demon world.
Melt like plastic, skin like chap-stick
You can pour my hair, but my 'probes go nowhere
It's a race, then; life's not our creation

Come on Borgie, let's go warp, please

I'm a Borgie girl, of dychomate gel
Life from imprints, so the crew's blitzed
We look quite a scare, we're sagging here and there
It's a race, then; life's not our creation

I'm a blonde, svelte girl on a Voyager world
Dressed real tight, recall fights, caught the bouquet

Cake with dolls, Heart and Soul, watch Tom and B'El get hitched
Kiss her twice, we threw rice--Life was okay.

Then we're mush, within days; but Kate says, we're going home.

I'm a Borgie girl, in a melting world
Can't go that fast, yet we're hard pressed
Tried for find a lair, but there's no landing there
It's a race, then; life's not our creation

Come on Borgie, set that probe free (Ah ah ah--stuck)
Come on Borgie, try again please (Ooh oh--won't go)
Come on Borgie, this ain't happnin' (It won't respond)
Come on Borgie, do you hear me (Ooh oh, comp's slow)

Recall talk with Tuvok and then down on my knees,
B'Elanna suggested I tempt Kim to me please

Too late then, still just friends, and we've turned back again
Captain goes--Yet who knows, we might get there.

Had good lives, better days, but now we're left but to lore
Real Voy'ger's far away, but you'd think we'd leave memoirs

Come on Borgie, set that probe free (Ah ah ah--stuck)
Come on Borgie, try again please (Ooh oh--won't go)
Come on Borgie, this ain't happnin' (It won't respond)
Come on Borgie, do you hear me (Ooh oh, comp's slow)

I'm a Borgie girl, of silvery gel
Once had implants, chance for romance
Earth was ours to snare, but instinct sent us there
Should have stayed there, in the Demon trop'sphere.

I'm a Borgie girl, but there's no more world
We had no chance, we're not that fast
Naught left to engineer, and we're going nowhere
We had a mission, now we're in Oblivion

Come on Borgie, ship's approaching (Ah ah ah oh)
Come on Borgie, let's try hailing (Ooh oh, I'm go'n)
Come on Borgie, space is waiting (Ah ah ah oh)
Come on Borgie, disappearing (Ooh oh, comp's blown)

....

Don't you see anything out there?

No Captain, it's totally destroyed.

Make a log entry, then.
 

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Fight
To Survivor's "Eye of the Tiger"

It's the AOTW
 

Rising up off of the bed
Going nuts--stop the voices;
Went vis' questing now I'm knocked off my feet
Fist to brow: Oh, Doc how'll I survive?

"Braids" Trel and me just dance, so Boothby
Tells me off, says take punches;
Hate losing grip,
And walls start a-meltin'
Just to get my snot beat, then to dive...

It the AOTW
Who are stuck in my head
And I rise to beat silly our ben'factors;
There are no known survivors
Of this chaotic space,
So I've got to go nuts
For the sake of Voyager.

Chaotic space is a bummer
Hanging out--bells ring, I spin;
Now I've whacked Tuvvie
But Kate's touchy-feely
Grab the rock, see grandpa, trainin' time...

It's the AOTW:
And Tom plays odds wager
Neelix comes to slather me with oil
Doc's death dancin', Kim's sniv'lin'
Kate says I can't go 'way
And B'El's watching me jog
With a snarl. I'm a goner.

Rising up, ignore the Doc,
They stuffed calcs into my head;
Kim, get lost now 'cause I'm not gonna stop;
Hull goes pop, bobble-hop, we're alive...

It's the AOTW
That got stuck in my head;
Vision quests, getting data per Doc's orders;
Now that's over, back to the 'deck
To whup "Braids" again
And I whack the dude hard
In the eye....

Kaaaaattttthhhhrrryyynnn!
 

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The Collective
To Pink Floyd's "Another Brick in the Wall"

"Another Drone Uninstalled"

We don't need no maturation
We'd just like some thought control
Voy'ger's deflector and some new drones.
Then we'll let the boyz go home.
Hey! Seven! Leave Borg's kids alone

All in all it's just another drone uninstalled
All in all you're just another drone uninstalled

We don't need no maturation
We don't have our tech controlled
No supervision in the Borg cube
The hive left us kids alone
But--now--cargo bay's our home.

All in all you're now a cyber-kid in the wall
All in all you're now a cyber-kid in the wall

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Spirit Folk
To Dexy Midnight Runner's "Come On Eileen"

Come on Katie

Poor old Chakotay
Oh he tried so hard to encourage you
To go have some fun for a change
Now they're acting strange
Since Haven's been tweaked at

Tom's proved
Har's date moos
Now the town's pissed off B'Elanna
(Come on, Katie)

Kil-man-nin's got a mean thing on them
'Cause the town's convinced you're demon spawn

Come on Katie
Dinners, rings, and the tea
Might be nice but
It's malfunctioning

Mike will confess
You look swell in that dress
But he's too close
To the truth, Katie.

These townsfolk do fear
That their town's to go to that nether-place
So they'll throw berries in Tommy's face

B'Elanna says dump them
But you've too much in this endeavor
Whatever

Not a good time to blow off Seven
When the Chief's about to blow it up

Come on Katie
B'El will swear, properly
If you're sane you'll
Shut down everything.

Mike's specs to date
Might be holo-great
But he's photons
Oh come on, Katie

You should address
The program's big weakness
--It keeps running
On and on, Katie

(Fess up, Katie, it's not safe)
(Ya' know, Katie, berries chafe)
The 'deck is blown, you should have known--
Oh, Katie...
(Katie, Seamus is quite daft)
(Katie, best not lose your staff...)
You've shown how you feel...
(...To a town that's pixie mad)
You could find a breathing lover
Policies can change

Perhaps
Tours for beaus in space might stave the fray...

Come on Katie
To be fair in all things
You look happy
As a spacegirl sweet

But you'd wear that dress
While B'El's still distressed
O'er the same nodes
And could punch delete....

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Muse
To Queen's "Bohemian Rhapsody"...

Torresian Rhapsody

Taken from real life
Wrapped up in fantasy
Crashed in the Flyer
No escape from my pilot's seat
Opened my eyes
Looked out to the skies, saw trees...

"I'm a poor playwright, I need ideas with speed
Because I've heard your logs, I need more,
Tell me all, I'll bring ore.
Anyway the plot goes, I'd like if my patron were pleased--
Tell me."

Voy'ger, eternal's light,
Lost B'Elanna as she sped,
Harry hatched out, is he dead?
Voy'ger's search has just begun,
"But what's to be the ending to the play?
My muse, oooh
Scary when those panels fry
I'll bring crystals to you this time tomorrow
Please talk on, please talk on,
'Cause this this play is one that matters."

Comm grid, has gone and blown
Wires routed out like spline
All my work just makes it whine
Goodbye Delta Flyer-I've got to go
Gotta leave repairs behind and be the muse
Kellis ewww- (how to make this play go)
Don't dare make me die,
But lives won't change with lovin' and dialogue...

I see a little silhouetto of a mask,
Sev of Nine, Sev of Nine, she is really the Borg Queen
Janeway is not deceived, is that very surprising?
Seven go home, to your own drones
Seven go home, to your own drones
Seven go home, hate's just grown --Fights just go on...

I'm just a playwright without an ending
He's just a playwright who finds me inspiring
Spare B'Elanna from this tragic ending!

Eternals call her home, Kellis must let go
B'Elanna, no! She's an eternal true --Stop the show
B'Elanna, no! Chorus' truth is told --More play, go
B'Elanna! Please don't leave, I need you --No you don't
Voy'ger needs me now--Let me go
You'll do fine here--on your own
Time now is to go let me go...
No, go, no, go, no, no, go
End the play now with the beam out--Here's your mask now I must go
B'Elanna beams--scratch--ascends to the heavens, for me, inspi--r-ing...

So ends the story of B'Elanna Torres this night
Half a Klingon, half human, an engineer bright
Oh, Voyager, continues on her journey
Since B'Ela's got out, now that she's beamed right out of here

"This play really mattered,
My patron does see,
My muse really matters, my muse really did much for me."

Any way the play goes....

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Agggh!  No more!