You are a jerk, a piece of work, This mission you'll be blowin'. There's one thing 'both this caste here You surely should be knowin'. Like once inside your magic's gone and danger will be growin'. And if ya meet the Shadow Lass Your blood it will be flowin'.
You're knowin', it's growin', ya blowin' Oooohhhhh!!
Ye are the foolish one Someone who should be shunned. Ya buggered up this land so much Your work is never done. And when we see ya comin' We'll turn our tails and run. You are the lad we love to hate You are a foolish one.
It's fun, to run, you're done.
You aren't brave, You aren't strong or even that imposin'. You have no magic helmet, or kilt or lederhosen. If danger were to read its head your feet would sure be frozen. A sorry wuss, but nevertheless, the sod that has been Chosen.
A frozen, lederhosen, imposin'. Oooohhhh!!
Ye are the foolish one Someone who should be shunned. Ya buggered up this land so much Your work is never done. And when we see ya comin' We'll turn our tails and run. You are the lad we love to hate You are a foolish one.