Friday, June 27, 2014

Freaking the Mundanes

Tune : Waltzing Matilda

Freaking the mundanes, freaking the mundanes,
You’ll come a-freaking the mundanes with me,
And we sang as we walked down the sidewalk in our funny clothes
You’ll come a-freaking the mundanes with me.
Once a noble Baron held his court in Bordermarch
Under the shade of the Library
And we sang as we marched down the sidewalk in our funny clothes
You’ll come a-freaking the mundanes with me.
Went to the Steppes to hold a little melee there
Thousands of people came to see
And we sang as we swung our swords upon the soccer field
You’ll come a-freaking the mundanes with me.
Went to the Norsemen to hear Lee Majors shout “O-din!”
The price was right, we got in free!
And we sang as we sat and barfed into our paper bags
You’ll come a-freaking the mundanes with me.
Officer’s meeting turned into a donnybrook
Out came the daggers, one – two – three
Varg wouldn’t let us melee in his living room
You’ll come a-freaking the mundanes with me.
Once a Stargate lady went down to the Laundromat
To wash the tabards, dirty from war
And she sang and she smiled as she folded the clean laundry
Chainmail doesn’t wash out, you see.
In his black tights and velvet cape he pedals through the city streets
Chasing off dogs with his epee
And he smiles and waves as traffic stops left and right
You’ll come a-freaking the mundanes with me.
In the junkyard they found domes of metal keen and bright
At which they hurled rocks with glee
And they danced and they sang envisioning new helms
You’ll come a-freaking the mundanes with me.
Once upon a Sunday night he pulled into a Texaco
On his way back from the touney
And the gas jockey said, “Can I help you, Father?”
He was a-freaking the mundanes, you see.
(and he smiled as he said, “No thank you, my son.”)
This young Stargate lady loves to tell the story
How Hogan was beheaded, easy as could be
And she laughs as she sees expressions of her mundane friends
She loves to go a-freaking the mundanes, you see.
In Beaumont, Channel 12 was invaded in the night
Tessa wished to see herself on TV
The Ansteorran news team and the barbarian weather wench
Really freaked out the FCC!
He took his greatsword and his shield into the show room
“If they won’t fit in the trunk, it’s not the car for me.”
And the salesmen stood and gaped in shocked silence
He really freaked out the Ford company.
Fighter practice in the park, a chiming from from the road was heard
“Stand and deliver!” cried the bold company
And they sang as they munched on their sno-cones and ice cream bars
You’ll come a-freaking the mundanes with me.
Don’t sit at home and dream your dreams in solitude
This will be fun, I guarantee
Put on your costume, strap your weapon by your side
And you’ll come a-freaking the mundanes with me.




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