verses: Master John Inchingham|
music & chorus: Master Alexander de Seton
Somebody's first to die boys,
Somebody's first to die!
We're all together on the field,
But somebody's first to die!
We were the middle of the Middle,
Until Calontir left the fold.
Now we're the backwater corner of the southwest border
And the river is ours to hold! But...
Free Militia, Phalanx, Ulfidnar,
Du Soleil, Gargoyles also;
Peacocks, Terrae Finis, House Brandenburg -
One Legio de Facto! What?
Proudly march we off to battle
In our Serpents in Annulo.
From across the field foes squint and squeel,
"Look! A unit of gold zeroes!" Ouch!
We're the Maverick Midlands Army,
And in time all lands will learn -
That sentient foes ought not to close
With a rash of scaley ringworms! Eeeewwww!
Nobody lives forever,
And havin' fun's what we do best!
So when the fightin's through, we'll drink with you!
"Sed ludes solum est!" Hey!
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