FAWM Song no. 5: Dr. Smith
u_must_b_joking proposed this prompt: "Your least favourite sf characters and their ghastly, snarky or grossly malodorous but longed for deaths, if they are still extant in their universe. This is but a suggestion." I had to go way back to my childhood to find a science fiction villain that annoyed me enough to want him to die horribly, and so I present to you Dr. Smith. Lyrics and chords are below the cut. By the way, I botched the last line in the recording--the typed words are correct.
Doctor Smith
Peter Alway (Feb 13-15 2014)
C F
In the age of the rocket from the tiny Aerobee
C G
To the Atlas and the Saturn and the Jupiter C
C F
The one I would have loved the most, if not for you
C G C
Was that interstellar saucer, the Jupiter Two
Chorus:
C C
Doctor Smith you’re such an idjit
C C
Doctor Smith you’re such a tool
C G
Doctor Smith why do you have to show your face
C C
But I have to give you credit
F F
You made Star Trek seem so cool
G F C
You’ve become the Gilligan of outer Space
C F
You ain’t no M.D.; you did your dissertation
C G
On anti-automaton alliteration
C F
That hopeless heap of tainted tin, that bubble-headed booby
C G C
That nickel-plated nincompoop was way more man than you be.
C F
Poor Billy Mumy calls out for his mommy
C G
When you hold him out in front of you facing the mummy
C F
Those underpaid bit actors all suited up in rubber
C G C
I watched those vegetables attack you while you’d just blubber
(Chorus)
C F
It’s reached the point where I can only take it for granted
C G
You’ll bungle up the spaceship when they try to leave the planet
C F
To leave you on some lonely world would save us all I’m sure
C G C
Or just toss you out the airlock for a three aeon tour
(Chorus)
Doctor Smith
Peter Alway (Feb 13-15 2014)
C F
In the age of the rocket from the tiny Aerobee
C G
To the Atlas and the Saturn and the Jupiter C
C F
The one I would have loved the most, if not for you
C G C
Was that interstellar saucer, the Jupiter Two
Chorus:
C C
Doctor Smith you’re such an idjit
C C
Doctor Smith you’re such a tool
C G
Doctor Smith why do you have to show your face
C C
But I have to give you credit
F F
You made Star Trek seem so cool
G F C
You’ve become the Gilligan of outer Space
C F
You ain’t no M.D.; you did your dissertation
C G
On anti-automaton alliteration
C F
That hopeless heap of tainted tin, that bubble-headed booby
C G C
That nickel-plated nincompoop was way more man than you be.
C F
Poor Billy Mumy calls out for his mommy
C G
When you hold him out in front of you facing the mummy
C F
Those underpaid bit actors all suited up in rubber
C G C
I watched those vegetables attack you while you’d just blubber
(Chorus)
C F
It’s reached the point where I can only take it for granted
C G
You’ll bungle up the spaceship when they try to leave the planet
C F
To leave you on some lonely world would save us all I’m sure
C G C
Or just toss you out the airlock for a three aeon tour
(Chorus)