Outer Tilog (Realm)/Anthem
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Makin' A Mess
Adapted to Outer Tilog by Lady Alynna, Countess of Nidalery
Garm the Toothgnasher just a singin’ the blues Caught Holly with another man Lit up a serf and did some talkin’ With the back of his hand She started shakin’, started losing her mind But he was kicking back and playing it cool Signed her walkin’ papers Took the 5:15 to Alowca-zoo Sing for your supper, Nobody rides for free Eat your heart out, I’ll send it m.o.d. One, two baby what you do Three, four let me show you the door You’re better off dead than makin’ a mess of me Five, six take your last licks Seven, eight let me give it to you straight You’re better off dead than makin a mess of me Now Garm-boy’s out havin’ a ball peeing on patrons at the local bar Dark corners, hard kicks, he’s on Dethargos Blvd. Slick Zane and his gargoyle sayin’: Sign upon the dotted line! He shook his head and said: All I need is dig holes in that Holly of mine! Sing for your supper, Nobody rides for free Take your big time, I’ll take care of me One, two baby what you do Three, four let me show you the door You’re better off dead than makin’ a mess of me Five, six take your last licks Seven, eight let me give it to you straight You’re better off dead than makin a mess of me When trouble came knockin’ Garm keeps bitin like this! Sing for your supper, Nobody rides for free Eat your heart out, I’ll send it s.o.d. One, two baby what you do Three, four let me show you the door You’re better off dead than makin’ a mess of me Five, six take your last licks Seven, eight let me give it to you straight You’re better off dead than makin a mess of me One, two baby what you do Three, four let me show you the door You’re better off dead than makin’ a mess of me Five, six take your last licks (lick it) Seven, eight let me give it to you straight You’re better off dead than makin a mess of me
