Bad, Bad

James T. Kirk
It can be real scary when a filk writer gets an idea.  This was one of those times.  Although not performed, this was an idea that happened as a friend was asking for filk material for a band to perform at a convention she was arranging.  This is one idea that just had to be finished before things were sent up.

 

To the tune of

Bad, Bad Leroy Brown

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Bad, Bad James T. Kirk

By Brian and Shirley Dean

Well out in the federation, if piracy is your work,

If you try it there you'd better just beware,

Of a man named James T. Kirk.

Now, J.T. was some trouble,

You see he stood about five foot four,

All the weekly bimbos called him starship lover,

All his crew just called him sir.

And he's bad, bad James T. Kirk,

The Baddest man in the universe.

Badder than a Klingon's breath, and meaner than the kiss of death.

Now James Kirk was a captain, and he loved his uniform,

And he liked to shine his captain's braid on the sleeve where it was worn.

He's got a big old fancy starship, that has a weapon or two,

It's got a good set of phasers in the front for fun and some photon torpedoes too.

And he's bad, bad James T. Kirk,

The Baddest man in the universe.

Badder than a Klingon's breath, and meaner than the kiss of death.

Now Friday, bout a week ago, the Enterprise, inward bound,

At the edge of the system was a pirate vessel .  Its target had been found.

Well, the pirate started moving, and the trouble soon began,

Kirk aimed his weapons and started firing when the stuff had hit the fan.

And he's bad, bad James T. Kirk,

The Baddest man in the universe.

Badder than a Klingon's breath, and meaner than the kiss of death.

Well the two ships took to fighting, and when the smoke had finally cleared,

That pirate ship was a garbage scow moving through the final frontier.

And he's bad, bad James T. Kirk

The Baddest man in the universe.

Badder than a Klingon's breath, and meaner than the kiss of death.

 

Yes he is Badder than a Klingon's breath,

                                    and meaner than the kiss of death.