VICKI
(To the tune of "Andi," from the Kansas album Drastic Measures)
(Dedicated to the fine folks of the "People of the South Wind" mailing list)
 

Vicki won't hush; Vicki won't quit; she's planning to stay
She sits in her room, hiding away, typing away
She hasn't a friend -- they think she's on drugs -- they leave her alone
But what they don't know -- Vicki has schemes all of her own

Oh, she wants to be a martyr
Can't anyone see that she's trapped inside her own reality?
She's waiting for the dream of her life
To be a martyr, that's all she wants to be

Vicki, you're just like anyone; don't play your games
Open your eyes, don't hide away; your mind will awaken
Vicki, you're just like everyone; don't pass the blame
Though you're wired and all alone, you'll be there someday

Oh, Vicki, you're old enough to know -- don't ask me why
The flames, they pour in from the list
But once you leave, they go away -- yes, they go away
Oh, Vicki, don't make us wait
Oh, Vicki...

Vicki, can you hear me?
Will you unsub on your own?
Collective voice from the mail list
Saying, "Don't be a jerk, Vicki;
We won't feed your ego needs.
We won't make you a martyr, the dream of your life;
A martyr is what you won't be."

Vicki, you're just like anyone; don't play your games
Open your eyes, don't hide away; your mind will awaken
Vicki, you're just like everyone; don't pass the blame
Though you're wired and all alone, you'll be there someday
Oh, you'll be there someday
Oh, Vicki...