Medeezian's Liver
From AmtWiki
Wake me up in pools of vomit
Wake me up in pools of blood
Let me sleep unless I am drowning
This is not your average pub
Come to see the buxom barmaids weep
Tip them not for their piss-warm mead
Throw your mugs at the dancing fool
Make a club out of your barstool
[Chorus]
Cut a purse, pick a pocket
Have yourself a drink
There are no wrong keys
In any song you sing
Seven hundred sins
In one little room
At Medeezian's Liver
We hope to see you soon
Check your weapons at the door
And make sure they still work
If your money's spent and you still linger
It's okay, they'll take a finger!
(final line of third voice is shouted, preferably by someone in the "audience")
