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What's an Emperor to do? [Parody of Wings' "1882" (1972)]

Good morning, old Emperor, what are you to do?
Your death-bell is ringing, what will you do?
There is hope in the gatehouse of the sewers right downstairs
But I warn you, don’t wander down there
You’ll be burnt, you’ll be bloodied, you’ll be done like a dame
And I warn you, don’t go there, old man

Your captain is calling, she says your sons are dead
Get ready, Imperial master, well, go shake your royal head
“Valliant captain, in their dying, so I leave it to you
In their passing, tell me what did they do?”

“In their passing, tell me what did they do?”

Well, get a head start, from the dark the captain's speaks no more
You sees them coming, say “Never have I seen such more gore”
Your resolve is tested, and the guards are bested that day
Blade finds your cloth'd back, but a prisoner is safe away
Yeah, whoa

Good morning, old Emperor, it’s another testing time
They’ll be coming to get them, well, in two quests time
They'll be shot, They’ll be swung at, They’ll be thrown in the can
But you warned them, get ready, the plan
To the prisoner, “I am dying and I leave this to you
As I’m falling, tell me what will you do?
As I’m dying, tell me what will you do?”

Fields of Evil [Parody of The Move "Field of People" (1969)]

Willow Anther grows everywhere
Magicka flows, things will always change
(Good evening, Sera. I’m spellcasting. yes.)
Strange heresies fill the air
Some people leave, others grieve
With all laid bare things will change
Old symbols go, new ones show
All at once our luck begins to change again
(... Hello dumbed-down skills)
And the Willow Anther grow out of fields

Fields of evil
There's no way your may us bleed
Seeds of hatred
Uproot them or else they will breed

(Going to the Inn, are we? Evening Dunmer.)

Willow Anther grows everywhere
Magicka flows, things will always change
(Good evening, Sera. I’m spellcasting. yes.)
Strange heresies fill the air
Some people leave, others grieve
With all laid bare things will change
Old symbols go, new ones show
All at once our luck begins to change again
(... Hello dumbed-down skills)
And the Willow Anther grow out of fields


Cast down evil
There's no way your may us bleed
Seeds of hatred
Uproot them or else they will breed

Kill the Khajiit
There's no way your may us bleed
Seeds of hatred
Plant them and then they will breed

Willow Anther grows everywhere
Magicka flows, things will always change
(Good evening, Sera. I’m spellcasting. yes.)
Strange heresies fill the air
Some people leave, others grieve
With all laid bare things will change
Old symbols go, new ones show
All at once our luck begins to change again
(... Hello dumbed-down skills)
And the Willow Anther grow out of fields


(There's a book here that was once banned)

There's no way your may us bleed
Seeds of hatred
Uproot them or else they will breed

There's no way your may us bleed
Seeds of hatred
Uproot them or else they will breed

There's no way your may us bleed
Seeds of hatred
Plant them and then they will breed

(Here we are now in Vivec’s seat. ah, good evening serjo, i
Wonder would you like to come over here and say a few words in this ancestral bone oh. it catches one a bit off balance suddenly to be
Interrupted in my sleep.
I got one. hello, I don't wanna strider. what i
Want is this. you're a silt strider driver, and we wanna silt strider driver's opinion
On Dunmer music. I think it's bad for their fate. just 'cause I’m a bit
Ancient don't mean to say I have to enjoy it. good. saddle your strider and
We'll be away.)

Thavere V [Parody of Wings' "Sally G" (1974)]

Somewhere to the west of Vivec City
Lies the wayward town of Seyda Neen,
Down in lighthouse then I met a pretty
Who made a pretty happy man out of me.
And they call her Thavere ,
Thavere V, why d'you wanna do the things you do to me?
You're my Thavere, Thavere V
Took the part that was the heart of me, Thavere V

My work life took me down to Swampers Alley,
Where Thavere danced for septims at the bar.
I ran my eyes across her as she danced slow in time,
I used to love to watch her like a guar.

And they call her Thavere,
Thavere V, why d'you wanna do the things you do to me?
You're my Thavere, Thavere V
Took the part that was the heart of me, Thavere V.

Me and Thavere took up,
Things began to look up,
Me and her were going strong.

Then we started tryin',
Truly our love was flyin'.
But heard a blade say,
"Death’s birdsong, Death’s birdsong".

Well now. She’s on my own again,
I wonder if she ever really understood.
I never thought to ask her what the letter "V" stood for,
But I know for sure it was for very-good.

And they call her Thavere,
Thavere V, why d'you wanna do the things you do to me?
You're my Thavere, Thavere V

Flyin' On [Parody of The Moves' "Looking On" (1970)]

Landing down in someone's place, staring up at me
Now I will behold your face as you try to flee

Trap you in but just enough for you to flee
Burn a singe to take a...smile of glee

Running around - it's hopeless
They pray and plea
There's an emptiness inside my chest
Where their souls should be

Oh may it true be so
Don't see me looking down
I'm just flyin' on

Running around - it's hopeless
They pray and plea
There's an emptiness inside my chest
Where their souls should be

Trap you in but they flee a mile down
Burn a singe to ring their death bell

Oh may it true be so
Don't see me looking down
I'm just flyin' on

Landing down in someone's place, staring up at me
Now I will behold your face as you try to flee

Trap you in but just enough for you to flee
Burn a singe to take a...smile of glee

Oh may it true be so
Don't see me looking down
I'm just flyin' on