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Revision as of 21:42, 10 April 2006
Song Lyrics
It's a Long Way to Tip O' Hairy
Up to mighty Lon Don came
An Bog Orc lad one day,
All the streets were paved with gold,
So everyone was gay!
Singing songs of PickaDilly,
Strand, and LeftChester Square,
'Til Paddy got excited and
He shouted to them there:
It's a long way to Tip O' Hairy,
It's a long way to go.
It's a long way to Tip O' Hairy
To the sweetest orc I know!
Goodbye PickaDilly,
Farewell LeftChesterSquare!
It's a long long way to Tip O' Hairy,
But my heart's right there.
by Megalomaniac
Sal's Favourite Things
Grapeshot from cannon, us chargin' right at it,
Bright polished buttons and red woollen jackets,
Fey elves that flee from the bayonet's sting,
These are a few of my favorite things.
Blood coloured puddles and frozen stiff mornings,
Blackpowder, colours, and sentry-called warnings.
Cavalry sabers clash with a loud ring.
These are a few of my favorite things.
When the lash bites, when my feets sting,
when I'm feeling sad,
I simply remember my favorite things,
and then I don't feel so bad.
by Waiwode
