Note: M'rek deserves much applause and many bottles of alcohol for writing this filk of 'One Night In Bangkok.' Credit for the original--which is sung by Murray Head in the musical Chess--goes to Benny Andersson, Tim Rice, and Bjorn Ulvaeus.
Bitra, Casino setting And the Hold don't know that the Hold is getting The creme de la creme of the evil in the world Show with even a bald guy like Yul'brynner Time flies - doesn't seem a minute Since the Telgarian spa had the greenriders in it All change -- don't you know that when you Play at this level there's no ordinary venue It's Ista -- or the High Reaches -- or Boll -- or -- or this place! Chorus: One night in Bitra and the world's your bivalve mollusk Some bars are lounges where the booze is free You'll find a rider drunk from dawn to dusk And if you're lucky then the rider's a she I can feel a Kassi sliding up to me One Holds's very like another When your head's down over your Oblivion, brother It's not a drag, or a bore, watching it unfold We'll be looking at the valley, and looking at the Hold Whaddya mean? Ya seen one crowded, polluted, stinking Great Hall -- Tea, girls, warm and sweet Some are set up in the visiting villain suite Get it right! You're talking to a tourist Whose every move's among the purest I get my kicks above the waistline, sunshine Chorus: One night in Bitra makes a hard man humble Not much between despair and ecstasy One night in Bitra and the tough guys tumble Can't be too careful with your company I can feel Lord Vorlin gliding next to me North Pern's gonna be the witness To the ultimate test of cerebral fitness This grips me more than would a Muddy old river or thonged Beastcrafter And thank Faranth I'm only watching the game -- controlling it -- I don't see you guys rating The kind of mate I'm contemplating I'd let you watch, I would invite you But the queens we use would not excite you So you better go back to your bars, your lounges, your guest weyrs -- Chorus: One night in Bitra and the world's your oyster Some lounges aren't bars but the scotch is still free You'll find green eyes in every female flocker A little tripe, a little history I can fear Gerome sliding up to me One night in Bitra makes a hard man humble Not much between despair and ecstasy One night in Bitra and the tough guys tumble Can't be too careful with your company I can feel that Cailin walking next to me. ---Written by M'rek
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