Jaldaboath - J Team lyrics

"In 1314, an order of troubadour knights were sent to Merlan by a military court for a crime they didn't commit. These men promptly escaped from a maximum security stockade to the UK Metal underground. Today, still wanted by the Pope, they survive as minstrels of fortune. If you have a problem, if no one else can help, and if you can find them - maybe you can hire: Jaldaboath" Riding forth like in a dream We'll solve all your ills or change your regime To call Jaldaboath, just give a scream There's none more extreme (duh duh duh) Midsummer knight's Wet Dream (dun d-duh duuuh) Maybe you can hire the "J" team! Fresh out of Merlan, the Oubliette of darkness Jaldaboath - the Templars of Doom Minstrels of fortune ride into the sunset, Ready for hire - reputations exhumed Riding roughshod through the turnpikes and toll booths Highway men scarper when they hear the thundering hooves Dick Turnip's men are nowt but rapscallions Money or your life' - I'll give it to your wife Coming to save your castle from a sieging Stop on the way to do a bit of wenching Unsheathe the sword and do a bit of thrusting Bleeding the plebs (whatever that means...) Riding on horse-back screaming like wild beasts, Jaldaboath slay their foes from west to east. Bones they are a'crunching 'neath the mace of doom Skulls they are smashed - we're gonna get you all! We're coming to save you (if you have the cash) Always lay waste to and turn your foes to ash