Holding Out for Pennsic
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(To the tune of "Holding Out for a Hero" by Bonnie Tyler)
Where has all my money gone And where's the room in my car? Where's the darn tent pole that's lost And where's my credit card? Isn't there a smidgeon of budget left at all? It's late at night, but I'm almost ready To leave for Pennsic War CHORUS I need to leave soon I'm running low on money but I'm still on the move The budget is blown and the plans are all wrong But I've done my best to press on through I need to leave soon I've just got some packing that is left to do My bank account's dry; it's credit suicide And I really need to head out soon Head out soon Now I'm here at Pennsic And I can't believe my eyes There are so many things to do And so many things to buy And a few of the classes Even cost a couple bucks A little bit here, a little bit there My God, I am so out of luck CHORUS But once the war is over, I need my fix Yeah, I'm an addict, I admit I could swear there's a force here somewhere And I love it Despite the rain and the chill in the night And the hot sun above I can feel the war calling out for my blood Calling out for my blood x3 Blood! CHORUS x2 |
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