| Order!
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| Order!
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| Let the right honourable gentleman speak
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| Ahhhhh
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| These dark streets creep with Half-Breeds
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| We can’t see through the smog; |
| the deep fog falls
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| We can’t breathe
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| We can’t seem to keep the peace, appease the beast
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| Police the streets easily, you see
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| We have been seemingly waging a war
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| Ceaselessly since the days of yore and ages before
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| We came from the court of King Arthur
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| And we’ve been battling happily ever after
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| Knights in shining armor never died; |
| a timeless martyr
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| We ride from by the harbour to the heart of night and farther
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| So hide inside your parlour
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| Unless you’d like to try to find whose knives are sharper
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| I will slice you like a barber
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| But the demons of Fleet Street aren’t Sweeney Todd
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| Barbarically to Half-Breeds, he’s a teeny dot
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| It’s like likening the hijabi to a bikini top
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| I know, these asynchronous references should really stop
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| The Order is heading for war
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| More important than ever before
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| The Order is heading for war
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| And I warn you, we’d better be Ready At Dawn
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| So, in no particular order, let me introduce the Order
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| First of all, there’s me, Sir Percival
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| The author of this verse I rip with vicious flow
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| And then there’s Isabeau
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| What’s that? |
| No realistic women in gaming? |
| Is it though?
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| She’s wicked, bro, I haven’t met a classier lassie yet
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| And I’ll bet you’ll laugh at the banter with Lafayette
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| Sir Galahad’s a gallant lad, so glad I had him gallop
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| Had I not, the team would be approximately
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| Three quarters as bad as that
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| Together, we’re battling infestation of perverted termites
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| And instead of bug killer, we’ve thermite
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| Turing the searchlight on them 'til we hit the turnpike
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| And despite the dark, the lights in our hearts will burn bright
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| Like a burning zeppelin, and by my reckoning
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| We’ve earned the right to eternal life in Heaven
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| So God better let us in
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| And by my reckoning
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| We’ve earned the right to eternal life in Heaven
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| So God better let us in
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| The Order is heading for war
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| More important than ever before
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| The Order is heading for war
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| And I warn you, we’d better be Ready At Dawn
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| Order
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| O-o-o-o-order
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| O-o-o-o-order
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| O-order |