Moonson Sings Elvis

From: kmnellist_at_-YOGuq_5GHpSVB9aPbO2z65ndkL_oOxcGhfg-w49VcjQyj6WOa4iIahbhu737SDK_t
Date: Sun, 21 Sep 2003 12:38:56 EDT


More reason for the Heortlings to hate the Evil Empire. If anyone has improvements to these Lunar doctrines please suggest them.

BLACK MOON PHASE
Well, it's one for the Moonson,
Two for the Bat,
Three to get Reddy*,
Now go, crate's**, go.

But don't attack on my Black Moon phase. You can do anything but lay off of my Black Moon phase.

Well, you can knock me down,
Step in my face,
Slander my name
All over the place.

Do anything that you want to do, but uh-uh, Seleris, lay off of my phase
Don't attack on my Black Moon phase.
You can do anything but lay off of my Black Moon Phase.

You can burn my house,
Steal my heart,
Hide my secrets
 In an old hummingbird.

Do anything that you want to do, but uh-uh, Seleris, lay off of my phase
Don't attack on my Black Moon phase.
You can do anything but lay off of my red moon shoes.

*If you think this is bad, just wait (it's a pun on Red for the red moon stoopid!)
**"Crates" as in Crater Makers.

LUNAR MAN
There's a man in Glamour
Who plays moon rock and roll
He's a lunar man
With a great big soul
He lays down a runes
Like a ton of coal
He goes by the name of Argenteus

You know he's gone, gone, gone
Jumpin' like a catfish on a pole
You know he's gone, gone, gone
Hip shaking Argenteus

When Moonson starts to do it
It's as good as done
He holds his sceptre
like a Padishah
He starts to growl
>From way down his throat

He bends a string
And "that's all she wrote"

Well, he sings a song about a crater hole He sings a song about a Darjiini
He sings a song about Karasol
He wails something Blue about the Plateau

Well, he plays something evil
Then he plays something sweet
No matter how he plays
You got to get up on your feet
When he gets the lunar' fever
baby, heaven sakes
He don't stop playin'
'Till his party breaks

AM I MOONSON TONIGHT
Am I moonson tonight,
do you miss me tonight?
Are you sorry we drifted apart?
Does your memory stray to a bright Takenegi When I worshipped you and called you Sedenya? Do the thrones in Glamour seem empty and bare? Do you gaze at Yelm's Footstool and picture me there? Is your heart filled with pain, shall I come back again? Tell me Moon, am I Moonson tonight?

I wonder if you're Moonson tonight
You know someone said that this is the Third Age And the world must fall a part.
Fate had me playing Emperor, you as my mother goddess. Wane One was when we met, I loved you at first glance You defeated the Carmanians so cleverly and never missed a cue Then came the bat too, you seemed to change and you acted strange And why I'll never know.
Rufelza, you lied when you said you loved me And I had no cause to doubt you.
But I'd rather go on hearing your lies
Than go on living without you.
Now the throne is bare and I'm standing here With emptiness all around
And if you won't bring me back
Then they can bring the meteors down.

Is your heart filled with pain, shall I come back again? Tell me Moon, am I Moonson tonight?

OLD SHEP(ELKIRT)*
When I was a lad
And old Shepelkirt was a mortal
Over hills and meadows we'd stray
Just a hero and his goddess
We were both full of fun
We grew up together that way

I remember the time at the old Castle Blue When I would have drowned beyond doubt
But old Shep was right there
To the rescue she came
She jumped in and then pulled me out

As the years fast did roll
Old Shep she grew old
Her eyes were fast growing dim
And one day Yelmgatha looked at me and said I can do no more for her Tak.

With hands that were trembling
I picked up my sword
And aimed it at Shep's faithful head
I just couldn't do it
I wanted to run
I wish they would kill me instead

She came to my side
And looked up at me
And dances the laid her old head on my knee I had struck the best friend that a man ever had I cried so I scarcely could see

Old Shep she has gone
Where the good goddesses go
And no more with old Shep will I roam
But the moon's up in heaven
There's one thing I know
Old Shep has a wonderful home

*Yes, I know Shepelkirt is the Heortling name for Rufelza.

RAM AND WARRIOR

Ram an' Warrior, Ram-Ram an' Warrior
Ram an' Warrior, Ram-Ram an' Warrior
Ram an' Warrior, Ram-Ram an' Warrior
Ram an' Warrior, Ram-Ram an' Warrior
Ram an' Warrior, Ram-Ram an' Warrior
Ram an' Warrior, Ram

The way he moves his scimitar up to his finger tips I feel I'm red moon bound
And when he starts to sway, i've gotta say He really moves the troops around

Ram an' Warrior mother
Ram an' Warrior mother
Gotta Yanafal from Ta'arnils
That Ram an' Warrior general of mine

Ram an' Warrior, Ram-Ram an' Warrior
Ram an' Warrior, Ram

Although he loves to fight the evil humakti's He rarely gets the chance
I wanna make him fight, all through the night But all he wants to do is drill

Ram an' Warrior mother
Ram an' Warrior mother
Gotta Yanafal from Ta'arnils
That Ram an' Warrior general of mine

Ram an' Warrior mother
Ram an' Warrior mother
Gotta hula-lu from Ta'arnils
That Ram an' Warrior general of mine

Ooh that Ram
An' Warrior hero
Of mine

SEDENYA IN DISGUISE
You look like Estara
Walk like an Estara
Talk like Estara
But I got wise
You're Sedenya in disguise
Oh yes you are
Sedenya in disguise

You fooled me with Teelo Estara
You quested and you schemed
Heaven knows you enlightened to me
You're not the way you seemed

You look like an Estara
Walk like an Estara
Talk like an Estara
But I got wise

You're Sedenya in disguise
Oh yes you are
Sedenya in disguise

I thought that I was in heaven
But I was sure surprised
Heaven help me, I didn't see
Sedenya in your eyes

You look like an Estara
Walk like an Estara
Talk like an Estara

But I got wise
You're Sedenya in disguise
Oh yes you are
Sedenya in disguise

You're Sedenya in disguise
Oh yes you are
Sedenya in disguise
Oh yes you are
Sedenya in disguise

LUNAR MAN
Well, I quit my job down at the Imperial Court, Left my mama a goodbye note,
By sundown I'd left Glamour,
With my moonrock under my cloak,
I hitchhiked all the way down to Alkoth
Got a room at the Enclosure
For the next three weeks I went huntin' them nights, Just lookin' for a place to rule,
Well, I thought my rousin' would set 'em on fire, But nobody wanted to follow a Lunar man

Well, I nearly 'bout starved to death down in Alkoth, I run outta magic and luck,
So I bought me a ride down to Sylila,
On a overloaded Lokarnos truck,
I thumbed on down to Furthest City,
Started rousin'' up some o' them Tribes o' Tarsh, Hopin' I could make myself an Empire,
Makin' war with my Heortland Corps,
I got the same old story at them Tribes of Tarsh, There ain't no room around here for a Lunar man We don't need a Lunar man, son

So I slept in the Red Moon Temples,
Roamed a thousand miles of track,
Till I found myself in Boldhome, Sartar, At a place they call Quivin Mount,
The Crimson bat ha dstarted screamin',
So I took my Heortland Corps and I set in, I showed 'em what a King could sound like, With a swingin' little Lunar man.
Show 'em, son

If you wanna take a trip down to the Ocean, Find yourself down around Quivin,
Make it on out to a town called Boldhome, If you got a little tribe to kill,
Just follow that crowd of people,
You'll wind up in his theatre of war,
Fightin' the most rebellious little barbarian kingdom, Up and down the Lunar Empire
Guess who's leadin' that Heortland Corps, Well, wouldn't ya know, it's that swingin' little Lunar man.            

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