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Yo GM J! This situation is Tight! Aint got time to run, So its time - to - fight! We hide in the scrub Til Terry here sneezes When the goons come to check Well we dis' those geezers! If dat man wid the spells Try to give us cheek We'll just take him out Eh guys? "Yeah that's neat!" So git your ass Down to Wilfin Manor In our party... We need someone who's a planner Cause - we - Screw up We freak out We make noise We drink stout Get treasure We want more Get pissed off AT 4 We run and we scatter. See comrades go splatter Piss poor rolls When it matters While Bill Peels Gettin' fatter I'll serve that mo'fo On a platter If we ever catch him. Straight outta Norek.. |