Kumbaya
Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2018 5:13 pm
A cloaked and helmed figure slowly makes his way to the lecturn in the Beer Golem. At a nod from the bartender, the hood is thrown back with a flourish and the cloak is swept aside revealing a dwarf of remarkable appearance. In what can charitably be described as the mournful moan of a moose in heat, the dwarf begins to chant.
There's something very odd that's going on here
yeah, there is something very strange when you're around
i've got this queasy feelin' in my stomach now
and usually it gets worse when you're in town
Now i know your smile is rarely given
and when it is, your eyes, they shine
and i know that you would never do me wrong dear
but there's something very odd that's goin down
So i hope that you won't take offense now
but 'cause of you I've been sticking to the shadows
and my thoughts they just won't let me rest
so i've got some prying questions for you darlin' ...
[up tempo]
For instance
how come you don't have a reflection?
how come you only come around at night?
how come i've never met your relatives?
how come your skin is so cold and pale?
how come there's that crazy look in your eyes?
[down tempo]
Now lately dear, you smell just like a grave
and your taste in clothes is strictly black and red
sometimes at night i've seen you wandering the crypts
come to think of it, why do you love the City of the Dead?
Now, I don't mean to start any rumors
and i'm not known for a poison tongue
but when you smile at me that special way
the hairs on my neck, they stand on end!
[up tempo]
So tell me
how come you don't have a reflection?
how come you only come around at night?
how come you hiss when i'm at my prayers?
how come there's that crazy look in your eyes?
and what'd you say your name was anyway?
The dwarf pulls up his hood, wraps himself in his cape and to the sound of one hand clapping ... is gone.
There's something very odd that's going on here
yeah, there is something very strange when you're around
i've got this queasy feelin' in my stomach now
and usually it gets worse when you're in town
Now i know your smile is rarely given
and when it is, your eyes, they shine
and i know that you would never do me wrong dear
but there's something very odd that's goin down
So i hope that you won't take offense now
but 'cause of you I've been sticking to the shadows
and my thoughts they just won't let me rest
so i've got some prying questions for you darlin' ...
[up tempo]
For instance
how come you don't have a reflection?
how come you only come around at night?
how come i've never met your relatives?
how come your skin is so cold and pale?
how come there's that crazy look in your eyes?
[down tempo]
Now lately dear, you smell just like a grave
and your taste in clothes is strictly black and red
sometimes at night i've seen you wandering the crypts
come to think of it, why do you love the City of the Dead?
Now, I don't mean to start any rumors
and i'm not known for a poison tongue
but when you smile at me that special way
the hairs on my neck, they stand on end!
[up tempo]
So tell me
how come you don't have a reflection?
how come you only come around at night?
how come you hiss when i'm at my prayers?
how come there's that crazy look in your eyes?
and what'd you say your name was anyway?
The dwarf pulls up his hood, wraps himself in his cape and to the sound of one hand clapping ... is gone.
