by Dawn Holbrook
Thanks to Nick, who was the reason this filk was written. :)
*****
Crichton, you’re gonna go down
You killed my brother
So I chase you around
I’m the show’s main bad guy
So I can’t rest until I see you die.
Every time I see you alive
I get so angry that I break out in hives
You drive me Crais-y
I just can’t sleep
Don’t explain it
I don’t want to hear a peep
You drive me Crais-y
But you just don’t see
How this vendetta
Has ruined me
You can try to tell me
You didn’t mean it
But I don’t care to see
I have a one-track mind
So please just die, and don’t waste my time.
Every time I see you alive
I get so angry that I break out in hives
You drive me Crais-y
I just can’t sleep
Don’t explain it
I don’t want to hear a peep
You drive me Crais-y
But you just don’t see
How this vendetta
Has ruined me
You drive me Crais-y, Crichton
I’d really love to torture you some
You drive me Crais-y, Crichton
But don’t I look stunning in my hat and dress?
You drive me Crais-y
I just can’t sleep
Don’t explain it
I don’t want to hear a peep
You drive me Crais-y
But you just don’t see
How this vendetta
Has ruined me
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