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Music and Lyrics 2000 by Terence Chua


Come on me lads
Gather up all your things
We're hitting the road
When the cockerel sings
There's damsels to rescue
And fame to be had
We're going back home to the Flanaess!

We'll remind all those monsters
How fast we can be
As we gut them for garters
And hang them from trees
The Wild Coast is wilder
And Badwall's still bad
We're going back home to the Flanaess!

Remember the Pomarj
Where once we laid siege
In the Drachensgrab Hills
At the side of our liege
He got skewered but oh
What a time we all shared
We're going back home to the Flanaess!

In Nyr Dyv so deep
A sea serpent we'll fight
Then we'll travel through Welkwood
Where we'll camp for the night
And if we survive that
The Lortmils we'll cross
We're going back home to the Flanaess!

So come on me lads
Glory's stirring our souls
Get our cleric his symbol
Our wizard his scrolls
Our bard has his harp
And our druid has her sheep...
(Sheep? DEATH SHEEP FROM HELL!)
We're going back home to the Flanaess!

We're an adventuring band!



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