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Jack Sings: "Nord Mead" By Miracle of Sound

Jack Sings: "Nord Mead" By Miracle of Sound | WARRIOR JACK; Sings "Nord Mead" by Miracle of Sound; WE'RE MERRY MEN OF SKYRIM
SO STURDY AND SO STOUT
WHEN THE DAY IS DONE
WHEN IT'S TIME FOR FUN
WE'LL DRINK AND SING AND SHOUT
 
YOU WEAK-LIVERED MILK DRINKERS
CAN LET YOUR THROATS RUN DRY
CAUSE THERE'S JUST ONE DRINK
THAT WE WILL SINK
UNTIL THE DAY WE DIE
 
DRINKING MEAD IN THE HALLS OF WHITERUN
THE MAIDENS AND THE MEN
WE SWIG OUR BREW
UNTIL WE SPEW
THEN WE FILL OUR MUGS AGAIN
 
YOU CAN KEEP YOUR FILTHY SKOOMA
IT MAKES OUR BELLIES BLEED
CAUSE WHEN WE RAISE OUR FLAGON
TO ANOTHER DEAD DRAGON
THERE IS JUST ONE DRINK WE NEED
NORD MEAD!
NORD MEAD!
 
CHUG A MUG OF MEAD
AND ANOTHER MUG OF MEAD
CHUG ANOTHER MUG OF MEAD
TILL YOU FALL DOWN
CHUG A MUG OF MEAD
AND ANOTHER MUG OF MEAD
CHUG ANOTHER MUG OF MEAD, WARRIOR
 
AFTER THE LONG HARD DAYS
OF HUNTING AND OF WAR
OUR THROATS ARE TIRED AND THIRSTY
AND OUR BODIES DRENCHED IN GORE
 
BUT WE WON'T WASTE OUR EVENINGS
FEELING TIRED AND FEELING SPENT
WE PERK RIGHT UP WHEN WE BREATHE IN
THAT WHOLESOME HONEY SCENT
 
THAT CYRODILIC BRANDY
TOO FRUITY FOR THESE TONGUES
YOU CAN KEEP YOUR FANCY ALTO WINE
IT TASTES LIKE HORKER DUNG!
 
BALMORA BLUE TASTES GREAT TO YOU
BUT HERE WE LIKE IT PLAIN
JUST FILL MY MUG
WITH THE MIGHTY JUG
OF HONEY, HEART AND GRAIN
 
DRINKING MEAD IN THE HALLS OF WHITERUN
THE MAIDENS AND THE MEN
WE SWIG OUR BREW
UNTIL WE SPEW
THEN WE FILL OUR MUGS AGAIN
 
YOU CAN KEEP YOUR FILTHY SKOOMA
IT MAKES OUR BELLIES BLEED
CAUSE WHEN WE RAISE OUR FLAGON
TO ANOTHER DEAD DRAGON
THERE IS JUST ONE DRINK WE NEED
NORD MEAD!
NORD MEAD!
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WARRIOR JACK; Sings "Nord Mead" by Miracle of Sound; WE'RE MERRY MEN OF SKYRIM SO STURDY AND SO STOUT WHEN THE DAY IS DONE WHEN IT'S TIME FOR FUN WE'LL DRINK AND SING AND SHOUT YOU WEAK-LIVERED MILK DRINKERS CAN LET YOUR THROATS RUN DRY CAUSE THERE'S JUST ONE DRINK THAT WE WILL SINK UNTIL THE DAY WE DIE DRINKING MEAD IN THE HALLS OF WHITERUN THE MAIDENS AND THE MEN WE SWIG OUR BREW UNTIL WE SPEW THEN WE FILL OUR MUGS AGAIN YOU CAN KEEP YOUR FILTHY SKOOMA IT MAKES OUR BELLIES BLEED CAUSE WHEN WE RAISE OUR FLAGON TO ANOTHER DEAD DRAGON THERE IS JUST ONE DRINK WE NEED NORD MEAD! NORD MEAD! CHUG A MUG OF MEAD AND ANOTHER MUG OF MEAD CHUG ANOTHER MUG OF MEAD TILL YOU FALL DOWN CHUG A MUG OF MEAD AND ANOTHER MUG OF MEAD CHUG ANOTHER MUG OF MEAD, WARRIOR AFTER THE LONG HARD DAYS OF HUNTING AND OF WAR OUR THROATS ARE TIRED AND THIRSTY AND OUR BODIES DRENCHED IN GORE BUT WE WON'T WASTE OUR EVENINGS FEELING TIRED AND FEELING SPENT WE PERK RIGHT UP WHEN WE BREATHE IN THAT WHOLESOME HONEY SCENT THAT CYRODILIC BRANDY TOO FRUITY FOR THESE TONGUES YOU CAN KEEP YOUR FANCY ALTO WINE IT TASTES LIKE HORKER DUNG! BALMORA BLUE TASTES GREAT TO YOU BUT HERE WE LIKE IT PLAIN JUST FILL MY MUG WITH THE MIGHTY JUG OF HONEY, HEART AND GRAIN DRINKING MEAD IN THE HALLS OF WHITERUN THE MAIDENS AND THE MEN WE SWIG OUR BREW UNTIL WE SPEW THEN WE FILL OUR MUGS AGAIN YOU CAN KEEP YOUR FILTHY SKOOMA IT MAKES OUR BELLIES BLEED CAUSE WHEN WE RAISE OUR FLAGON TO ANOTHER DEAD DRAGON THERE IS JUST ONE DRINK WE NEED NORD MEAD! NORD MEAD! NORD MEAD!