f4f3 | Firefly/Deacon Blue

Yes, I know it's Filk, not Fan-fic, but I've been stuck with this in my head all day

A Brown Coat I meet walks up our street
He’s a worker for the Alliance
Has been twenty years
And he takes no lip off nobody
And cargo out the gutter
Puts it in his hold
And never seems to mutter
And he packs his hold with junk and scrap
The Alliance call him bogie
He never lets on
But I know ’cause he once told me
He let me know a secret about the money in his kitty
He’s gonna buy a Firefly
Gonna call her S’renity

And I’ll sail her through the black ‘Verse
Through planetoids and worlds
I’ll be smuggling waifs and strays
They’ll be doing their rounds
They’ll ask me how I got her I’ll say I stole the money
They’ll say isn’t she pretty that ship called S’renity

And I’m telling this story
In a faraway scene
Sipping down saki
And reading Ho Chi Mihn
And I’m thinking about home and all that means
And a place in the winter for S’renity
And I’ll sail her through the black ‘Verse
Through planetoids and worlds
I’ll be smuggling waifs and strays
They’ll be doing their rounds
They’ll ask me how I got her I’ll say I stole the money
They’ll say isn’t she pretty that ship called S’renity

And I’m thinking about home
And I’m thinking about faith
And I’m thinking about work
And I’m thinking about how good it would be
To be here some day
On a ship called S’renity
A ship called S’renity
That ship