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− | + | A song about a supposed meeting between [[Father Thomas]] and the [[Dawn Patrol]] one early morning at [[Clan]]. Sung to the tune of A Space Oddity (Major Tom). (not the Peter Shcilling one): Written by [[Roger Shrubstaff]] | |
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+ | [[Dawn Patrol]] to [[Father Thomas|Father Tom]]<br> | ||
+ | Dawn Patrol to Father Tom<br> | ||
+ | Grab your [[sword]] and put your [[armor]] on<br> | ||
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+ | Dawn Patrol to Father Tom<br> | ||
+ | Commencing [[raid]], ready, [[lay on]]<br><br> | ||
+ | Check the weapon-- may the [[reeve]] look the other way | ||
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+ | Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven Eight, Nine of us gainst one of you<br> | ||
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+ | This is Dawn Patrol to Father Tom<br> | ||
+ | We're gonna take you out....<br> | ||
+ | And we don't care if you're using [[fire ants]]...<br> | ||
+ | Now it's time to leave your tent if you dare<br> | ||
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+ | This is Father Tom to Dawn Patrol<br> | ||
+ | I'm stepping through the door<br> | ||
+ | And I'm killing in a most satisfying way<br> | ||
+ | And you're not gonna see another day<br> | ||
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+ | For here I'm armored like a tin can<br> | ||
+ | far above your skills<br> | ||
+ | am I compared t'you<br> | ||
+ | And there's nothing you can do<br> | ||
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+ | Though I feel like I'm over one hundred years of age<br> | ||
+ | I'm feeling very spry<br> | ||
+ | And I think my sword arm knows which way to go<br> | ||
+ | I'll tell your next of kin that you all blow | ||
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+ | Dawn Patrol to Father Tom<br> | ||
+ | You should be dead, it all went wrong<br> | ||
+ | Can you spare me, Father Tom?<br> | ||
+ | Can you spare me, Father Tom?<br> | ||
+ | Can you spare me, Father Tom?<br> | ||
+ | Can you....(thud)<br> | ||
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+ | [[Category:Amtgard Songs]] |
Latest revision as of 13:13, 25 August 2008
A song about a supposed meeting between Father Thomas and the Dawn Patrol one early morning at Clan. Sung to the tune of A Space Oddity (Major Tom). (not the Peter Shcilling one): Written by Roger Shrubstaff
Dawn Patrol to Father Tom
Dawn Patrol to Father Tom
Grab your sword and put your armor on
Dawn Patrol to Father Tom
Commencing raid, ready, lay on
Check the weapon-- may the reeve look the other way
Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven Eight, Nine of us gainst one of you
This is Dawn Patrol to Father Tom
We're gonna take you out....
And we don't care if you're using fire ants...
Now it's time to leave your tent if you dare
This is Father Tom to Dawn Patrol
I'm stepping through the door
And I'm killing in a most satisfying way
And you're not gonna see another day
For here I'm armored like a tin can
far above your skills
am I compared t'you
And there's nothing you can do
Though I feel like I'm over one hundred years of age
I'm feeling very spry
And I think my sword arm knows which way to go
I'll tell your next of kin that you all blow
Dawn Patrol to Father Tom
You should be dead, it all went wrong
Can you spare me, Father Tom?
Can you spare me, Father Tom?
Can you spare me, Father Tom?
Can you....(thud)
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