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Most of you probably don't know this song (I learned it at camp, to a different tune than the original), but I'm really, really pleased with the way this one turned out. Comments welcome!

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One Lone Ph34rb0t

Listen, students, to a story,
That was written long ago
About the sensei fighting zombies
And the dark one from below.
O the city was a treasure,
Made from steel, concrete, and stone,
And the evil dark one swore
She'd have it for her very own.

Chorus:
So go ahead and be a zombie
Vampire or raver, too
Do it in the name of Miho
If you can justify it in the end.
There won't be any arcades glowing
On the final day.
On the bloody morning after …
One lone Ph34rb0t walks away.

So the evil one looked into
Her dark Necrowombicon,
And determined if she killed,
The sensei then she'd have won.
Sensing danger, Largo-sama
Knew then that he must defend
All the people in the city,
An armageddon to forefend.

Chorus

Now the dark one, fiercely angry,
Struck great Largo-sama down.
Taunting him with empty insults,
Still she noticed with a frown
Despite his body, battered, bloody
Triumph did his face alight.
The great sensei opened his fist
The buried nuke ... ended it right ...

Chorus (slowly)


One Tin Soldier

Listen people to a story
that was written long ago,
'bout a kingdom on a mountain
And the valley folks below.
On the mountain was a treasure
Hidden deep beneath a stone,
And the valley people swore
They'd have it for their very own.

Go ahead and hate your neighbor,
go ahead and cheat a friend.
Do it in the name of heaven,
you can justify it in the end.
There won't be any trumpets blowing,
come the judgement day,
On the bloody morning after.............
One Tin Soldier rides away.

So the people of the valley
sent a message up the hill,
Asking for the buried treasure
Tons of gold for which they'd kill.
Came the answer from the kingdom,
With our brothers we will share,
All the riches of the mountain,
All the treasure buried there.

Now the valley cried with anger,
Mount your horses, draw your swords
And they killed the mountain people,
So they won their just rewards
Now they stood before the treasure
On the mountain dark and red
Turned the stone and looked beneath it ...................
Peace On Earth, was all it said.

Go ahead and hate your neighbor,
Go ahead and cheat and friend,
Do it in the name of heaven,
You can justify it in the end.
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgement day,
On the bloody morning after..................
One Tin Soldier rides away.

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