In one hand, a pint of Mudder’s Milk, in the other a bottle of Romulan Ale. Sing and laugh along with this Celtic Geek musical gem.
A Jedi saunters up to the bar at the Pub at the End of the Universe. “Gimme a Romulan Ale.”
“I’m sorry,” the Publican replies, “That’s still illegal.”
“What?! It’s been 52 million years and the universe is about to explode. Surely, you can serve it NOW?!”
“I’m sorry, Sir,” he replies apologetically, “And please don’t call me Shirlely.”
“All right, I’ll take a mudder’s milk, Monahan’s, please”.
Drinking can be found throughout the universe from Earth to Praxis, from Canton to Skaro. Come on, you know Davros was drinking something when he came up with the Daleks. In fact, I think The Doctor was there drinking with him.
What’s just as prevalent as drinking in the galaxy?
Drinking songs.
In fact, Sci Fi Drinking Songs aren’t just about drinking. They’re fun songs that you and I can sing along to while we’re in cars traveling to a Sci Fi Convention or Renaissance Festival. They’re songs we put on in the background while playing Dungeons & Dragons or Magic:The Gathering.
Sci Fi Drinking Songs are fun songs designed to make us laugh, cry, smile, and above all SING!
Get a free songbook with purchase!
Plus, you'll also get lyrics never before revealed to the naked eye. It's all there in this fantastic songbook.
Includes unlimited streaming of Sci Fi Drinking Songs
via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
...more
Sold Out
T-Shirt/Apparel + Digital Album
I present you with a shirt that's several years in the works. The front of the shirt features a quote from the "Jedi Drinking Song Prequel".
Includes unlimited streaming of Sci Fi Drinking Songs
via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
I love it when people send me song lyrics. My good friend, Cathy Dailey, knew I played the traditional Irish song, “Isn’t It Grand, Boys“. She wrote a parody all about zombies. It’s barrel of dead zombie fun to sing!
lyrics
Look at the corpses, bloated and rotting
Isn’t it grand boys to be walking undead? (brains, Brains, BRAINS!)
No time for praying
Just time for a bloody last cry
And always remember the slower you run,
The sooner you’ll bloody well die
Look at the people, screaming in terror
Isn’t it grand boys to be walking undead? (brains, Brains, BRAINS!)
Look at the preacher, feasting on choir boys (nothing new)
Isn’t it grand boys to be walking undead? (brains, Brains, BRAINS!)
Look at the widow, she’s next on the menu
Isn’t it grand boys to be walking undead? (brains, Brains, BRAINS!)
Look at the flowers, crushed under molded feet
Isn’t it grand boys to be walking undead? (brains, Brains, BRAINS!)
Look at the whiskey, let’s down the whole barrel
Then it’s so grand boys to go hunting undead (brains, Brains, BRAINS!)
Look at the tombstone, see how it’s shifting
Up comes the hands of another undead (brains, Brains, BRAINS!)
credits
from Sci Fi Drinking Songs,
released September 18, 2014
Isn’t It Grand, Boys, to Be Walking Undead
parody of “Isn’t It Grand, Boys”
lyrics by Cathy Dailey, music traditional
Marc Gunn is a rhythm and folk musician inspired by Celtic culture, science fiction, fantasy, and cats--Sci F'Irish
music.
He breathes new life into the autoharp, which continues to surprise musical veterans and fans alike for its unique sound and spirited energy. It’s like a satirical jam session between The Clancy Brothers and Weird Al Yankovic....more