M.C. Frontalot - The Council Of Loathing lyrics

After all I've done for the council They'd so soon be rid of me Give me a million meat I'll only squander it — promise you — Gambling, angling to shut down my entanglement. Honest to Goodness, wish I could quit The Kingdom Leave it. I'd sing like how you hear some people sing when They're happy about something, hearts bursting open But I find that each ascension, I get reborn holding tokens Instead of gripping onto everlasting peace Level one and fighting rabbits. Nothing for a feast Nothing for the thirst. Armor is wack A familiar bar basement, turning off the tap For the rats. Stocking up on gum and string Got a long life ahead, deja vu: what it may bring Yet I can't put it down till the crystal breaks And by that time I'm an old stick figure, got stakes In the world as it stands, don't want to leave it But I must — because I plague it, as the council would conceive it Nuts to dyin'! I like lingering more Just because the councilmembers think the monsters are a chore And (just because I draw them into being) reach accord That I should be banished? Yo I should be adored What's more, their monarch's liberty problem persists If I don't take matters up into my fists My instruments and my cooking utensils And cease the sorceress's reprehensible dissemblance: Make her show her sausage. Fight it with my wand Might sound a little dirty but the creatures like to spawn And if I adventure at all, I find a few before long Barely notice them now, I'm so sneaky and strong So the council requests I desist? I'm unwilling Take the basement to its bottom 'fore I vanish. Am I still in The Kingdom though tempted by plexigla**? You could give me a million meat, it won't last