The Great Luke Ski
Текст песни The Great Luke Ski

Ia€™m on an ego trip, so come along for the ride,

And you will find out that ita€™s all completely justified,

Or you could run and hide, thata€™d be okay with me,

Long as you know what put a€?the greata€™ inside a€?the great Luke Ski!a€™


*the great*a€¦ *Luke*a€¦ *Ski!*

*the great*a€¦ *Luke*a€¦ *Ski!*

*Musical comedy! The most glorious words in the English language!*






Verse 2:

You wona€™t believe all that I gotta go through,

Just so I can get here and do a show for you.

Schmoozing the con staff to book the invite,

The next stepa€™s plugging it on my website.

Youa€™ll get so many e-mails ita€™ll make ya wretch,

Ia€™m slingina€™ more Spam than a Monty Python sketch.

Pack every prop and costume Ia€™m able,

CDs and signage for the merch table.
Then I cruise as I hop behind the wheel

Of my a€?97 Dodge Neon Luke-Ski-Mobile!

Two hundred K miles, and Ia€™m addina€™ more,

Get to the convention, kick down the door,

Check in, get my badge, next part of the scheme

Is for me to transform into a one man street team!

Put up fliers everywhere the eye can see,

So everybody knows where my concert will be.
If I dona€™t promote myself, who the Hell will?

You? I dona€™t think so. I got no time to chill.

Sit on panels, (FireFly versus Star Trek,)

Pluggina€™ my show, all the way until sound check.

Then my adrenaline forms a geek rage,

The crowd goes wild as Luke Ski hits the stage!

Finally I get to rock the mike,

And kick these fandom lyrics you all like,

And if you like my comedy skills,

Youa€™ll buy a disc so I can pay my rent and bills.

Thata€™s my thing, I aina€™t got no bling,

Just a few choice fangirls, and a mike in which to sing.

Those who decry me for living my dreams,

Theya€™re just jealous at their day jobs eatina€™ Krispy Kremes.

You may think this themea€™sa little harsh on thee,

Well thata€™s too bad cause ita€™s the truth about the great Luke Ski


*the great*a€¦ *Luke*a€¦ *Ski!*


*the great*a€¦ *Luke*a€¦ *Ski!*

*the great*a€¦ *Luke*a€¦ *Ski!*

*the great*a€¦ *Luke, youa€™re a genius!*









Verse 3:

You must be a jerk if you say that youa€™re proud,

Of all youa€™ve accomplished, ita€™s just not allowed.

Milestones ita€™s taken me years to achieve,

I celebrate, cause in me I believe.

Ia€™ll say Ia€™m great and ignore and their wack ilk.

Aina€™t gonna steal any more of my self-esteem.

And Ia€™ll win the Pegasus for best rap filk,

(Yeah?) In the year Twenty-seven-thirteen.

This is Dementia: The Next Generation,

And Ia€™m the Jean-Luke of the Federation.

Ita€™s revolution time! Are you ready? (Yeah!)

Ia€™m the a€?GR-8a€™, to the a€?Lukea€™, to the a€?SKEa€™.

Oops, I meant to say a€?Ia€™a€¦

Uhh, a€?cause a€?SKIa€™ spells a€?Skia€™. I no longer have to justify,

The things I do or what I say,

And if I never make it big, thata€™ll be okay,

But if the time does come, watch my stardom rise,

Ia€™m exhalted in the worshipping nationsa€™ eyes,

And Ia€™ve gone ego mad, from all my fortune and fame,

Ia€™ll grab the mic and scream, (a€?WHATa€™S MY NAME?!?!a€ ) (And youa€™ll say,)


*the great*a€¦ *Luke*a€¦ *Ski!*

*the great*a€¦ *Luke*a€¦ *Ski!*

*the great*a€¦ *Luke, it is your destiny.*

That prophecy you wrote? Well hey it just came true!

Right now my default voice is mine, and ita€™s sayina€™ a€?Screw you!a€

To all the haters, rue! Ia€™ve hit my destiny!

And now you know what put a€?the greata€™ inside *the great*a€¦ *Luke*a€¦ *Ski!*


(Spoken:)

YES! IT IS I! THE GREAT LUKE SKI! THE OUTCAST MUSICAL JESTER OF SCI-FI! EMISSARY OF RAP DEMENTIA! AND THE FUNNIEST MOTHER-FILKER OF ALL TIME!a€¦ (music stops, the word a€?TIME!a€ echoes a few timesa€¦)


a€¦*Once again, Ia€™ve alienated our target demographic.*