Alien Craft 
filked from "Spanish Train" by Chris DeBurgh

There's a Alien Craft that soars between
The Artic Circle and Skyland Mountain ,
And at dead of night they flash the lights,
And people say it's flying on...

And then they hush their baby clones back to sleep,
Lock the doors, upstairs they creep,
For it is said that the souls of the Philes
Fill that ship ten thousand deep!!

Well an FBI man lay dying with his buddies by his side,
The Lone Gunmen, they were sighing, knelt in prayer  before he died,
But above his bed just a-waiting for the dead,
Was CSM with a twinkle in his eye,
"Well Scully's not around and look what I've found, he's finally mine!!"

Just then Scully herself appeared in a blinding flash of  anger
And shouted at Agent Mulder, "Why are you constantly in danger!!"
But the Smoker just coughed and said "It's Mulder I want,
So there's no need for you to be around,
I got him first so you can do your worst, he's going underground!!"

"But I think I'll give you one more chance," said the Smoker with a smile,
"So throw away that stupid plam, it's really not your style."
"Smoker is the name, Poker is the game, we'll play right here with style,
And then we'll bet for the biggest stakes yet, the souls of the Philes!!"

And I said "Look out, Scully, He's going to win,
The sun is down and the night is riding in,
That ship is dead on time, many Philes are on the line,
Oh Scully, He's going to win!.."

Well the FBI man he cut the cards
and he dealt them each a hand of five
And for Scully he was praying hard
or he'd have to revisit the bee hives...
Well the Smoker he had three aces and a king,
and Scully, she was running for a straight,
she had the queen and the knave and nine and ten of spades,
All she needed was the eight...

And then Scully she called for one more card,
but she drew the diamond eight,
And the Smoker said to the Blessed One,
"I believe you've got it straight,
So deal me one for the time has come
to see who'll be running this place,
But as he spoke, from beneath his cloak,
he slipped another ace...

Ten thousand Philes was the opening bid,
and it soon went up to fifty-nine,
But Scully didn't see what the Smoker did,
and she said "that suits me fine",
"I'll raise you high to a hundred and five,
and forever put an end to your sins",
But the Smoker let out a mighty shout, "My hand wins!!"

And I said "Scully, oh Scully, you let him win,
The sun is down and the night is riding in,
That train is dead on time, many Philes are on the line,
Oh Scully, don't let him win..."

Well that UFO still soars between,
The Artic Circle and Skyland Mountain,
And in the dead of night the lights go flash,
And people fear its flying on...
And far away in some recess
Scully and the Smoker are now playing chess,
The Smoker still cheats and steals more Philes,
And as for Scully, well, she's going to kick his ass...

And I said "Scully, oh Scully, you're gonna win,
The sun is down and the night is riding in,
That ship is still on time, Oh my soul is on the line,
Oh Scully, you're gonna  win..."


-- 
Disclaimer:  When you believe that Scully is a Saint and CSM 
is the devil...the rest just sort of makes sense!I don't own 
these characters, you know who does.  And to Chris DeBurgh...
I love your work, if you ever read this (and I am sure you 
likely won't) please remember that imitation is the sincerest 
form of flattery!

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