Eight, nine beers ago
I would not tell you what I know
of Alton, master mage's lair.
After all we had been through
A visit there seemed the thing to do
But he was not even remotely fair...
We were some pair, me and Fillas, yet
The guards alone would almost kill us
I feinted some and ran past
- And did not like the forecast:
F. told me it was time to go
I started lagging, wouldn't you know
But on I went, if somewhat slow,
And got a scar to show.
(chorus)
Oh why, why did I go there to die?
I ran out of light; leaving the site,
The *CLOSED* door's nearby
This fellow, Alton, packs a horrible bite
It was going to be a rather short fight
Was going to be a rather short fight..
Now you see, this early grave's
Keeping Mortus laughing even today
From Alton's lair I've stayed away.
Lars tells me it's long time no see
Would seeing Razar interest me?
Gaius's plotting with him, I know, has to be!
Now we have anniversary
Going way back, this old scar and me
(As long as we go free
Who needs Reality?)
There is so much more to see and do
I still haven't met with Manitou
This time I'll bring a fire gem, too -
Unseen things do hurt you!
One might be wond'ring:
Why, why did I go there to die... (etc)
AA's turning decade-y, yippee-hippee-ho.
Now try to say it rhymingly, yippee-hippee-ho.
There's a good thought here,
Some bad wording there,
It's a ton o'bricks
Fiddlesticks,
I was already on line six!
Can't be all impossible, yippee-hippee-ho...
So, how about a dancing scene, yippee-hippee-ho?
We'll need a gifted NPC, yippee-hippee-ho.
Marika won't sing
Gaius waltz? Bad Thing!
Inappropriate
Or better yet:
Misha'd do it for us, I bet
They say she's somewhat bribable, yippee-hippee-ho...
*a can-can interlude*
This song's closing on mockery, yippee-hippee-ho.
I can't sing that convincingly, yippee-hippee-ho.
But the point still stands
Give me half a chance
To make another song
Even from
A nutty little farm un' -
I'll help you to flip your lid, yippee-hippee-ho.