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Author: **Heidi**
Disclaimer: Joss is the owner of them all. If these characters belonged to me then I wouldn’t be writer only fanfic, I would also be writing episode plotlines. PLEASE JOSS, GIVE ME A CALL I CAN FIX EVERYTHING!!
Spoilers: B/A re-write of the song “American Pie.”
Distribution: Please take it, I was just having some fun. Just let me know where.
Author’s note: This song has been stuck in my head for I don’t know how long and all I could think of is how to re-write it with a B/A theme, and here it is.
Rating: Totally PG.
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//VERSE ONE:
Feels like a long time ago and I can still remember how that Earshot used to make me smile.
And I knew if I had my chance that I would watch that Snoopy dance and maybe I’d be happy for a while.
But current seasons make me shiver with every eppy I was delivered, bad news on the TV.
Could my eyes be fooling me??
I can’t remember if I cried when Buffy became that burnt up bride
but something touched me deep inside, the day, some B/Aer’s said goodbye.//
//CHORUS:
Can’t say bye, bye to B and A, changed stations with no elation and oh, now they would pay.
Them good ol’ writers dropping acid and booze,
writing C/A and B/S, you just can’t lose,
C/A and B/S you just can’t lose.//
//VERSE TWO:
Did you hear of the prophecy and do you believe in destiny,
if the codex tells you so.
And do you believe in the punch n’ roll, can true love save your wounded soul
and can you teach me how to dance real slow?
Well, I know Buffy’s in love with him cuz when she’s with him the lights go dim.
That kiss was probably the best when that cross was burnt into his chest.
Angel’s a lonely vampire, an Irish lad, with a hurting soul and sometimes leather clad
but I knew I was not that glad when some B/Aer’s said goodbye.
I started pleading…//
CHORUS
//VERSE THREE:
Now for three years we’ve been on our own and Joss brings pain like a kidney stone,
but that’s not how it used to be.
When the Master summoned for the three in a lair, he could never be free
with a voice that made you go on your knees.
Oh and while Spike was rolling around, Angel stole the love he found.
Then he was sent to hell, right after Willow’s spell.
And while Xander read a book on bugs, the writer’s began doing drugs
and we watched more graves to be dug, when some B/Aer’s said goodbye.
I started pleading…//
CHORUS
//VERSE FOUR:
Dawn was up there on that tower, and Glory began her quest for power,
Buffy jumped and was falling fast.
Landing on the UPN,
the writers tried to do cocaine with the fans all around with their tears flowing down.
Now vanilla is the best perfume while the Dingoes played their badass tune,
we all got up to dance, but Snoopy wasn’t given the chance.
Oh as the writers tried to make us mad, we, the fans, took a stand.
Oh, I pray they hear our demand before some more B/Aer’s say goodbye.
Those left started singing…//
CHORUS
//VERSE FIVE:
Oh and there we all come together in this place,
sometimes hope lost in space with no time left to start again.
So, come on, Joss be nimble, Joss be nice, hear our cries or you will pay the price
because we got fire and we will win.
Oh and as I watched C/A near the stage, my rants were filled with words of rage.
No hope that this was a fluke could help me not to puke.
And as old episodes keep playing in my mind, I watch old seasons in hope to find,
oh, Joss please be kind.
So no more B/Aer’s say goodbye.
I am pleading…//
CHORUS
//VERSE SIX:
I met a shipper who still had hope and I asked her to help me off the end of my rope.
She just smiled and typed away.
I turned to the DVD store, where I’d buy the seasons of years before and I could watch B/A everyday.
And on the boards, the shippers screamed, the lovers cried, and the fans dreamed,
lots of words were spoken and a lot of hearts were broken.
And the three that I admire the most, Marti, Joss, and David G,
they are the voice of the Powers that Be to say that B/A will be someday.
I will keep on singing…//
CHORUS
THE END
~~~ I am not crazy, I swear! :0) ~~~~