Oolite Bulletins

I want a mark 3
A Cobra mark 3
I want a mark 3 with its lines
They're so terribly fine, it don't need crew
I've got to decree
Giles knows, Giles knows I want a mark 3

I've fallen in love
I've fallen in love with its divine
Its divine shaped bow, stern and keel
To take one above, well
Giles knows, Giles knows I'd fly one above

Its range, four banks too
I can't get over the speed it manages to do
Can it really be more
Than a mamba's best score?
Such manoeuvrability, you see
Priced so conveniently
Oh how I want a mark 3

So trading goes on
I must get used to docking without, docking without,
Docking without scraping the sides
Now I got a mark 3 I own, hey
Giles knows, biggest thing I've ever flown
Cargo capacity
It don't come for free

I've got a mark 3
Pulse laser is twee, yeah
I want, I want, I want, buy a Caduceus

Some folks like to gamble, but they ain't got no plan
They win some, lose some, that ain't the way for me
The treasure in my bay, I work hard to make it pay
Lasers I don't heed, injectors all I need 'cos
In space I trade,
In space I trade

Trading to the safe ones, buy at high tech level
Agricultures low, I love accountancy
Credit card platinum, harmless through and through
I might take a hit, pretty soon I split
When chased evade,
When chased evade

At combat I'm a prude, but piracy's for fools
And mining hey well that's just crazy:
Profit's gonna take forever
And don't forget scavengers!

Loading up the gantry, but no one wants to be me,
Read it and weep, full cargo bay again
I see you like surprise, ain't me who's gonna die
With profits made by me, now iron-assed I be
In space I made,
My way through trade

SteveKing wrote:

Nothing from me today, but Redspear, the Lyric is inspired...

In a star I see the spark
Of quirium in a sun ray
But it soon can get lost
Injected away

To all, lets keep up the playlist - Meteorite On!

Hey there people I'm new in town
They say you're tech is good, your prices down
My ship is fast but a little bit grimy
It needs maintenance make it new and shiny

Here I am won't you run the rule
Over my ship, with mechanics tools
I got a rare cargo here, deadline race with some papers
So please do all your work my reputation's at stake here

Trading I am, with a merchantman's dream
For credits good, levels obscene
But I'm a pilot who's in a fix
If I make this contact I'll be real rich

To my consternation, they took longer than this world's rotation
I'd planned my route but, it was only when he:
Mechanic Mike said it wasn't ready
He made a little speech then, while I tried to make him say when
She could fly into the black, launch and leave real quick
He said the engine's gone and the hyperdrive's sick

Trading I am, with a merchantman's dream
But now my contract's a has-been
And I'm still stuck in this planet's orbit
Just like a buoy at a station: a coriolis

So I went out and thought I could make some loot
Took ship to casino, dressed up smart in my suit
Got a stake doing double or quit so, I'm betting my ship and even all of my cargo
Eventually it was the end,
I'd just lost everything on which I depend
Now I'm held in a prison tower waiting hour on hour,
Still cursing my luck and avoiding the showers

Oh Giles I am a sight to be seen
I'm scared to try to soap up 'case it makes me scream
And I'd do anything to get some creds
I lay awake nights, mechanic in my head
Oh Giles, Oh Giles I'm just so tragic,
Gambled my ship and my rectal elastic

And my fame is all around
Tale of how: man goin' down
And my shame is all around
Folks say 'Wow! Look at this clown'
And this game has made me frown
Hear me now: I hate this town...

Imagine spacer's heaven
An easy way to fly
Mass locks can't slow us
Just Torus through the sky
Imagine man or beetle
Speeding on his way... Ahh-ah...

Imagine there's no bounties
No pirates after you
Nothing to spill cargo for
And no lobster cults too
Imagine all is legal
Trading safe in peace... You-hoo...

You may stay a scavenger
But salvage has all been done
I hope this way will save us
With clean status for everyone

Imagine no progression
Harmless for every man
Don't need police or hunters
And black monks have been banned
Imagine all are equal
No need to be scared... You-hoo...

It may be I'm a dreamer
And my plan will be undone
When those Thargoids they show up
I guess we're back to square one

If there's something strange
On your scanner's HUD
When there's fuel on call
Injectors!

If your shields been sheared
And it don't look good
You don't wanna stall
Injectors!

I ain't gonna be toast
Makes me faster than most

If you're fighting things
And they want you dead
I tell you all:
Injectors!

When your visible scan
Tells you, 'run instead'
Oh, now you better haul
Injectors!

I ain't gonna be toast
Makes me faster than most

One solution for all:
Injectors!

If you're all alone
Where pirates roam
Install
Injectors!

I ain't gonna be toast
You, can buy it on most worlds
E-quipment I like the most
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

One solution for all:
Injectors!

Mmm, if you've had a dose of a
Thargoid host, baby
Listen up y'all
Injectors!
Now!

Lemme tell ya something
Injecting makes me feel good!

I ain't gonna be toast
Makes me faster than most

When you're far from home oh, no
Injectors!
Where there was a fuel store
There's now not a single drop more
As useful as f*** all
Injectors!

I guess they can't solve all
Injectors!

etc.

At first I was at Lave, I was set to fly
Kept thinking ship could never live for long, it's suicide
But then I spent so many flights, shipping space lanes oh so long
And I grew strong, and I earned profits right or wrong

And so I'm back, from outer space
I just flew in to find a tear halfway down starboard hull plate
Should be more careful when I dock
I should avoid maintenance fee
But now I've bought docking computers it's as easy as can be.

All systems go, no longer poor
The pirates find now, I'm not harmless anymore
Be they the ones who tried to end me with their fire
If they want to rumble
Then I'll make their 'no claims' expire

Cos if I try, I might survive
Oh as long as I've got goods and live, at trading I will strive
I've got a cobra 3 with
All the credits so I can give
Enough to buy
Myself supplies, hey hey

It took all the hull she had not to fall apart
Kept trying hard to mend the pieces get my ship to start
And I fought oh so many fights, just fending them off by myself
I used to hide, but now I give them a broadside

As you can see, ship looks anew
It's not that beat up little freighter pulse laser 'pew pew'
So if you feel like masslocking, and just expect cargo for free
Well you can stick your "just four barrels" where no one will want to see

So now you know, you know the score
On fore aft and bow, got military lasers four
Where I have gone even police refuse to fly
But I roll and tumble
Got a q-bomb to make you cry

I'll tell you why, I will survive
I've got all the stuff under the hood an iron-ass I drive
By my rating do I live
I'm dangerous and coming with
This hardhead live
Up your backside, hey hey

Why Thargoids, suddenly appear
Every time, I despair
Pitch and see,
You'll feel like me
Witchspace blues.

Why do stars, glare up all the sky
Every time, I skim by?
Just can't see,
Where I should be
Sunskim blues.

Since the day that I first flown the pirates got together
And decided to berate me and pursue.
So, they mingled discussing their plans for gold
And then fight amongst all the crew.

That is why, pirates all around
Follow me, and they hound
Demand three,
Barrels from me
Jameson blues.

Then the day when I was sworn a fugitive forever
And decided to create my role anew.
So, in firearms and narcotics bought and sold
And dog-fight bounties I'd accrue.

That is why, all the ships in town
Line up to, shoot me down.
They can see,
My big bounty
Pirate blues.

Take it from me,
This piracy
It's for fools.

The lights are on, the station rolls
Orbits, around its home
My brow sweats, my hand it shakes
My only wish, to dock this Krait

I can't heal, can't be treat
With no amount, of hypersleep
The slot is tight, I can't breathe
And it rotates, that's all I need!
Woh oohh

I like to think that pitch and roll is enough, oh yeah
It's closer to the truth to say my skills ain't enough
Cos when I'm without computers at docking I'm a clutz


I see the signs, up on my screen
My cargo hold, excites their greed
The pirate fleet, they want what's mine
A couple hits, I'm in decline

And so I find, I can't be saved
An ECM, is all I crave
It took a hit, I should'a knew
I would be fine, but now I'm screwed!
Woh oohh

I like to think two shield banks are enough, oh yeah
It's closer to the truth to say shield boosters a must
And now I'm gonna have to face it countermeasures are bust

Might as well 'scape it, and eject like a wuss
Might as well 'scape it, and eject like a wuss
Might as well 'scape it, and eject like a wuss
Might as well 'scape it, and eject like a wuss
Might as well 'scape it, and eject like a wuss


The fight is won, but I'm alone
Last flight, this ship my own
My brow sweats, as I find
His parting gift, he launched a mine!
Woh oohh

I like to think that I can leave it in the dust, oh yeah
It's closer to the truth to say ain't no way because
Right now I'm gonna have to face it the injector's used up

Might as well 'scape it, and eject like a wuss
Might as well 'scape it, and eject like a wuss etc.

Redspear wrote: ↑Wed May 26, 2021 4:57 pm

Robert Palmer's turn with Addicted to Love

ffutures wrote: ↑Fri Aug 06, 2021 10:23 pm

This could probably do with more work...

Pilots of the Ooniverse

The bigger the mission, the more you'll be wishin', take it as read
Your ship met the de-mand, cargo fit the pay-band, just like the man said

My Boa suits me just like Han shoots Gree-do,
but unlike Han it makes the cash I need-o

Big bottom, big bottom, talk about tail lights my ship's got 'em
It's got all the cargo you can find, just try to fill this behind...


I docked her on Monday, must have been lucky some way, you know what I mean
I edged her in this way, still scratched her hull that way, ain't ex-actl-y lean

My Boa's loaded the bay's in my sights
But I dread docking it gives me the shites, yeah

Big bottom, big bottom, talk about rear views, es-corts got 'em
It's got all the cargo you can find, too bad it's got this behind...