Lyrics: Master John Inchingham |
On the peak of Mount Parnasus In the golden days of Greece There dwelt a beast named Homer Whose heads tallied three times three Sing, recite or dance, tell tale of woe It's the Bardic Hydra Show. Yes Homer was a hydra But his soul knew right from wrong Instead of carnage he liked poetry And bawdy drinking song Sing, recite or dance, tell tale of woe It's the Bardic Hydra Show. The nine muses taught that monster Music and some theatrics Lyrics, star lore, hymns and history, And bloody long epics Sing, recite or dance, tell tale of woe It's the Bardic Hydra Show. When the Greeks got bored they'd journey Up to Homer's high domain Where every night 'tis said those hydra heads Took turns to entertain Sing, recite or dance, tell tale of woe It's the Bardic Hydra Show. 'tongue mandolin interlude' If you visit Mount Parnasus No beast you'll find today Cause old Homer came down years ago And joined the SCA Sing, recite or dance, tell tale of woe It's the Bardic Hydra Show. Sing, recite or dance, tell tale of woe It's the Bardic Hydra Show. |
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