I've been sitting on this one for a day or two.

I came up with the central line of this one, appropriately enough, during a run to a VABC (Virginia Alcoholic Beverage Control) store during MarsCon, but the scene I saw was one from my college days (all of last year)...

Imagine you and your roommates are putting together a small party. Nothing big or elaborate: a few friends, some food, drinks, music, a good time had by all. Then, a knock comes on the door, and there stand fifty frat boys with pleading looks...

As with my other filks, this one will eventually be recorded. But this time I'm going to wait until I have a novox recording of the music--a friend is providing that, and once he does, I'll record this...

( All We Wanna Do... )