Karaoke Khaos
Below you will find the various terrible (and sometimes amusing) reworkings of pop and rock songs that my group and followers of the Dragonscale site came up with. If you have any songs to add to our list, give me a shout and I'll happily upload them here. We've got everything from the Beatles through Shania Twain to Nickleback in here so dive right in and see what you find.
DRAGONS REVENGE
A spoof of the song 'Ticket to ride' originally recorded by The Beatles
Alternative Lyrics by Doug Lochery
I think the Dragon is mad,
Her baby's been slayed, yeah!
The men who've stolen her horde,
Are getting away.
She's gonna make sure they're fried,
She's gonna make sure they're fri-i-ied,
She's gonna make sure they're fried,
Before they get away.
She tracked the thieving men
And planned her attack,
She got them in the open,
On a deserted track.
She's gonna make sure they're fried,
She's gonna make sure they're fri-i-ied,
She's gonna make sure they're fried,
Before they get away.
She's deadly as she's flying so high,
It'll be a fly-by
And they'll all die,
Just see!
Revenge for this Dragon is nigh,
Death from the blue sky,
And no way for them,
To flee!
Even though they tried to hide,
She still chased them down, yeah!
She burned them and she crushed them and then,
She gobbled them down, yeah!
Ahh, She made sure they were all fried,
She made sure they were all fri-i-ied,
She made sure they were all fried,
They didn't get away.
She's deadly as she's flying so high,
It'll be a fly-by
And they'll all die,
Just see!
Revenge for this Dragon is nigh,
Death from the blue sky,
And no way for them,
To flee!
She gathered up her stolen gold,
To take it all home, yeah!
It felt good to once again hold,
Her treasure alone.
She made sure they were all fried,
She made sure they were all fri-i-ied,
She made sure they were all fried,
They didn't get away.
They couldn't get away!
TRADING FROM MY CART
A spoof of the song 'Driving in my car' originally recorded by Madness
Alternative lyrics by Doug Lochery
I like trading from my cart,
I must admit I think it's smart,
I travelled up to Primrose Hill,
To trade some stuff with one-eyed Bill,
He gets his goods through ways of crime,
I got good stuff from him this time.
Live in my cart; sleep on its floor,
A poor farmer owned it before,
I use my cart to do my job
The common folk think I'm a slob,
But I don't really care,
Give me some goods and the open air.
<saxophone>
I mend it in my spare time,
It's a bit old but its mine,
It's pulled by horses that are fast,
On a long chase they really last.
It's pulled by horses that are fast.
Last week they called the guards on me
For selling goods that were quite dodgy
My fast horses made the guards see,
That they couldn't ever catch me,
Ha ha ha!
<piano solo>
I went trading from my cart,
It don't look much but it's quite smart,
It takes me up to Primrose Hill,
Then I sell goods in Mugginsville,
They caught up with my cart this time,
I couldn't get out through the gate.
This guardsman stopped me the other day,
His mistake what could I say?
My goods they were a little worn,
All above board I could've sworn,
But he took them just the same,
The trumped up charges were so lame.
<saxophone>
I liked trading from my cart,
I really did think it was smart,
I can't trade now from my cart,
The guardsmen pulled it all apart,
My horses pull another's cart,
Belonging to a wealthy tart,
I'll never trade from my poor cart,
I'll rot in jail for con-man's art.
WELCOME TO THE GAMESTORE
A spoof of the song 'Welcome to the Jungle' originally recorded by Guns N Roses
Alternative lyrics by Doug Lochery
Welcome to the gamestore
we've got fun 'n' games
we've got all the dice you want
honey we know their names
We are the people that can find
wargames and RPGs
if you've got the money, honey,
our games just might please
In the gamestore
Welcome to the gamestore
Where kids come to play their
C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-G's-G's
I.....I....I'll sell you cards to please.
Welcome to the Gamestore
We play here day-by-day
If you're gaming you'll be right here
but there's a price to pay.
And you're a very sexy girl
invisible to geeks
they'll teach you to role-play
but you'll be playing with freaks
In the gamestore
Welcome to the gamestore
Where kids come to play their
C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-G's-G's
I.....I....I'll fill your every need.
Welcome to the Gamestore
It gets worse here every day
you'll learn to game like an animal
in this gamestore where we play.
If you got a hunger for games you see
you'll buy them eventually
you can shop anywhere you want
but ya better buy your games from me
In the gamestore
Welcome to the gamestore
Where kids come to play their
C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-G's-G's
I.....I....I'll sell you cards to please..
When your PC dies, you'll never
resurrect it again
Stay Down
Stay Down
Stay Down.....ooooooooohhhh
yeaheaaah ahh ahhhhhh yeayeaaah yeayeaaahh yeayeahhhhh NO!
<Guitar solo>
You know where you are?
You're in the Gamestore, Babe!
You're gonna cry-y-y-yeah!
In the Gamestore, welcome to the Gamestore
Watch us play games with these fruh-fruh-fruh-fruh-fruh-fruh-fruh-fruh-fruh-fruh-fruh-fruh-freaks, freaks.
In the gamestore, welcome to the gamestore
Come and meet these gamer guh-guh-guh-guh-guh-guh-guh-guh-guh-guh-guh-guh geeks, geeks
In the gamestore, welcome to the gamestore,
watch us fill your hobby nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh needs, needs,
In the Gamestore, welcome to the gamestore
watch us bring games to ya
We're gonna share this hobby 'round. Hooah!
IT'S SO EASY
A spoof of the song 'It's so easy' originally recorded by Guns n Roses
Alternative lyrics by Doug Lochery
I see my GM in his gamenight best
He's out to please
I'm not impressed
He's out to take
The players on
A game he will make
It's so easy, easy,
When my GM is trying to please me, baby
It's so easy, easy,
When my GM is trying to please me
Games are crashing every night
I drink and game, everything's in sight
I cast the fire but I missed the firefight
I hit the bulls-eye every night
It's so easy, easy,
When my GM is trying to please me, baby
It's so easy, easy,
When my GM is trying to please me
So easy
But nothin' seems to please me
So I'll pick a fight and ruin the GM's night
See me hit you
You fall do-o-own Hooah!
My GM's standin' there
He thinks he's so cool
Why don't he just
F**k off?!
<guitars>
Ya get nothin' for nothin'
XP just won't do
Give me magic items like you used to do
Besides, you ain't got nothin' better, have you?
And I'm bored
It's so easy, easy,
When my GM is trying to please me, baby
It's so easy, easy,
When my GM is trying to please me
So easy
But nothin' seems to please me
So I'll pick a fight and ruin the GM's night
So come with me
Where's this game now going? I don't know
I'll try to please you
I ain't got no morals but it goes ta show
It's so easy
So f**kin' easy
It's so easy
So damned easy
OooohhhHH It's so easy!
So f**kin' easy
It's so easy - yeah - it's so easy
It's so easy
So f**kin' easy
It's so easy
Yeah!
Find Orcs to Kill
A spoof of the song 'Run to the Hills' originally recorded by Iron Maiden
Alternative lyrics by Doug Lochery
Greenskins came from underneath
With nasty scowls and yellowed teeth
They killed our kind, they killed our creed
To satisfy, bloodthirsty need
We fought them hard we fought them well
Out on the plains we gave them hell!
Too many came, a greenskin sea
Oh will we ever be set free?
Running through dustlands and barren wastes
Running at us from the plains
Chasing our peoples back to their homes
Then destroying them all with their flames
Murdered the free with a stab in the back
Let's gather our brave Knights and counterattack!
Find Orcs to kill!
Just take their lives!
Find Orcs to kill!
Just take their lives!
Greenskins out on the barren plains
Hunting and killing's a game
Raping the women and wasting the men
Slaughtering Knights as they came
Murdering humans and taking their gold
Eating the young and destroying the old
Find Orcs to kill!
Just take their lives!
Find Orcs to kill!
Just take their lives!
That don't impress me (your GM) much
a spoof of the song 'That don''t impress me much' by Shania Twain
Alternative lyrics by Doug Lochery
I've known a few gamers who thought they were,
pretty smart,
But your rules lawyering is close to an art,
You min/max like a Demon - dispute,
my rules call
but you haven't yet seen - you're heading,
for a fall.
Oh-oo-oh, you think you're special,
Oh-oo-oh you think you're something else.
Okay, so you're a Dual-sword specialist?
That don't impress me much,
So you got the moves but have you got the touch?
Now don't get me wrong,
Your character is alright,
But that won't keep him safe from the Demons of the Night.
It don't impress me much.
I accepted a new character with some tools in his pocket,
and picklocks up his sleeve,
just in case,
He would find the palace vault and have a chance to unlock it,
For, heaven forbid, he could,
rob the place.
Oh-oo-oh, you think you're special,
Oh-oo-oh you think you're something else.
Okay, so you've a master thief -
That don't impress me much,
So you got the skills but have you got the touch?
Now don't get me wrong,
Your character is alright,
But that won't keep him safe from guards roaming in the night.
It don't impress me much.
Yeaah!
You're one of those guys who likes to,
play in-between?
Better get my approval before I let you back in.
I can't believe you earned that XP last night,
Come on now just tell me,
You're really jokin' right??
Oh-oo-oh, you think you're special.
Oh-oo-oh you think you're something else.
Okay, so you're in more than one group -
That don't impress me much,
So you got the points to let you level up.
Now don't get me wrong,
Playing twice is alright,
But your extra points don't coun't on my group's gaming night.
That don't impress me much,
You think you're cool for gaming far too much,
Don't get me wrong, yeah,
I think you're all right
But don't waste you life playing long, games every night.
That don't impress me much.
Okay, so what do you think you're a Gamer' or something?
Whatever
That don't impress me.
I feel like a Gamer
a spoof of the song'Man, I feel like a woman' by Shania Twain
Alternative lyrics by Doug Lochery
I'm gonna game tonight - I'm fellin' alright,
I'm gonna let my bolts shoot out,
Wanna make my horse, stay true to it's course,
Yeah! I'm gonna - cleave and clout,
No inhibitions - offer no conditions,
Kill them if they're - out of line,
Ain't gonna get hacked, won't need no resurrect,
I only wanna have a good time,
The best thing about being a gamer,
Is our ability to have a little fun and...
Oh, oh, oh, oh! This battle is crazy, protecting the Lady,
Mail shirts, chain skirts,
Oh, oh, oh, oh! Really go wild, yeah,
kill them with some style,
Oh, oh, oh! Get in the action, put them in traction,
Hack off their hair, do what you dare,
Oh, oh, oh, oh! fight and be free - yeah, to love the way of steel,
Man! I feel like a gamer!
Orc necks I'm gonna break - tonight I'm gonna take,
The chance to raid the orcish town,
Charging with my lance - transfix them like a trance,
I'm gonna mow the greenskins down,
The best thing about being a gamer,
Is our ability to have a little fun and...
Oh, oh, oh, oh! This battle is crazy, protecting the Lady,
Mail shirts, chain skirts,
Oh, oh, oh, oh! Really go wild, yeah,
kill them with some style,
Oh, oh, oh! Get in the action, put them in traction,
Hack off their hair, do what you dare,
Oh, oh, oh, oh! fight and be free - yeah, to love the way of steel,
Man! I feel like a gamer!
The best thing about being a gamer,
Is our ability to have a little fun! Fun, fun, fun!
Oh, oh, oh, oh! This battle is crazy, protecting the Lady,
Mail shirts, chain skirts,
Oh, oh, oh, oh! Really go wild, yeah,
kill them with some style,
Oh, oh, oh! Get in the action, put them in traction,
Hack off their hair, do what you dare,
Oh, oh, oh, oh! fight and be free - yeah, to love the way of steel (way
of steel),
Man! I feel like a gamer!
Oh yeah, oh yeah,
I get totally crazy,
Can you feel it?
Hack, hack, hack them Orcies!
I feel like a gamer!
THROW-AWAY FIGHTER
A spoof of the song 'Paperback Writer' originally recorded by The Beatles
Alternative Lyrics by Doug Lochery
Throw-away fighter (fighter, fighter)
<guitar riff>
I needed a new PC for the game that night,
So I tossed the dice but my scores were sh*te,
I couldn't be ar*ed with backgrounds or his skills,
He was gonna die so I went and made a throw-away Fighter
Throw-away Fighter!
I made his highest score his Strength, and then his Constitution too,
Don't forget the Dex or they'll run him through,
I wasn't really bothered 'bout his brains or his wits
Non-combat scores are sh*t but then he's only a throw-away fighter
Throw-away Fighter!
Throw-away fighter (fighter, fighter).
<guitar riff>
To make my fighter useful, had to get him all equipped,
I rolled all 1's for gold and I nearly flipped,
Couldn't buy him a horse or a bow with this horde,
So I bought a sword 'cos he's only a throw-away Fighter,
Throw-away fighter!
So the time came to game and I gave my Fighter in
For the DM to approve but all he did was grin,
The group just put me in the front, I couldn't bring myself to care,
He died quickly there, my pathetic little throw-away Fighter
Throw-away Fighter!
Throw-away fighter (fighter, fighter)
<riff>
Throw-away fighter (crap fighter)
Throw-away fighter (crap fighter)
Throw-away fighter (crap fighter)
Throw-away fighter (crap fighter)
Mage's Tower
A spoof of the song 'Hangar 18' originally recorded by Megadeth
Alternative lyrics by Doug Lochery
Welcome to a fortress tower, I'll take some time to show you 'round,
Impossible to break these walls, For you see their wards are much too strong,
Crystal balls to view the world, Artifacts to blight the stars,
Possibly I've seen too much, Mage's tower I know too much.
<Fill>
Created Lifeforms Labratory, Where Mages make their perfect weapons,
Starting secret war's the story, Casting spells but who'd suspect,
The bengin Archmage and his friends, Of waging wars to meet their ends,
Possibly I've seen too much, Mage's tower I know too much.
<Instrumental to end>
YOU GIVE BOWS A BAD NAME
A spoof of the song 'You give love a bad name' originally recorded by Bon Jovi
Alternative lyrics by Doug Lochery
Shot through the heart
and you're to blame
darlin' you give bows a bad name
"I draw my bow" is what you said
You promised me headcounts but took me to hell
Demon Spawn is after me
This is a prison we can't break free
Woooooooah! I'm not havin' fun
Wooah! There's nowhere to run
and no-one can heal up the damage you've done
Shot through the heart
and you're to blame
you give bows a bad name
you rolled a one
I was in the way
you give bows a bad name
Yeah, you give bows - a bad name
A twisted smile on your lips
blood red stain on my fingertips
you shot me, I don't know why
that very first shot was my final goodbye
Woooooooah! I'm not havin' fun. Yeah
Wooah! I won't need to run
you shot me down baby, my character's done
Shot through the heart
and you're to blame
you give bows a bad name
you rolled a one
I was in the way
you give bows a bad name
DARK ASSASSIN
A spoof of the song 'Perry Mason' originally recorded by Ozzy Osbourne
Alternative lyrics by Doug Lochery
On his way to game-night
When it took him by suprise
That with one call on his mobile*
They discovered all his lies
His character was too good
With his poisons and the knives
Could pull weapons out of nowhere
And could quickly take your li-ife
I don't mind
Single class on the campaign
Taking lives
And he's killing his friends
over and over again
Who can sneak about the place
It's the Dark Assassin
You won't get to see his face
Killing Dark Assassin
Again, again
Riding jet black horses
Poisoned knives he loves to throw
He just likes to see their faces
When he deals the killing blow
"Mind your own damned business"
The assassin boldly said
But the nosey player pushed him
And his character wound up de-ead
I don't mind
Sneaky Gits and in-party killings
Taking lives
Is what assassins do
over and over again
Who can sneak about the place
It's the Dark Assassin
You won't get to see his face
Killing Dark Assassin
Again, again
Wake me when it's over, tell me it's alright
The assassin's stopped killing and has vanished in the ni-i-ight
How can we kill him? Tell me it'll be alright
Who can sneak about the place
It's the Dark Assassin
You won't get to see his face
Killing Dark Assassin
Again, again
Again, again
Again, ah-ah-ah-gain
ANTI-PALADIN IN THE UK
A spoof of the song 'Anarchy in the UK' originally recorded by The Sex Pistols
Alternative lyrics by Doug Lochery
I am an Anti-christ
And I am a Paladin
Don't know what you are
But I know how to kill ya
I want to destroy EVERYTHING 'cos
I.
Am Anti-
Paladin
The death of you all
I'm plotting today
I'm comin' sometime
So it maybe
That I destroy the good
And put out their light
My dark gods demand a killing spree 'cos
I
Am Anti-
Paladin
I think murder's OK
I'm evil, what can I say?
I'm planning to get ya, so you'd better pray
That my dark designs don't complete today 'cos
I
Am Anti-
Paladin
I DON'T BELIEVE IN ROGUES
A spoof of the song 'I don't believe in love' originally recorded by Queensryche
Alternative lyrics by Doug Lochery
I awoke in the night
Under surveillance from the rogueish spy
Searching high and low
The criminal mind found at the scene of the crime
I tried to catch and bind, but didn't do it
He escaped from me
His face I never knew
But do we ever, ever really know?
I tried to catch him on the other side
But I knew right then, I'd never find him
I don't believe in rogues
I never have, I never will
I don't believe in rogues
It's never worth the loot that they steal
No more night-rogues, I've seen them all
From the day I was born, they've haunted my every move
Every slight of hand there's a stolen purse
Disguises loved, dressed in tatters
They make a difference
I guess they have a way
Of finding traps, clearing them away
They walk in shadows, hiding from the light
They learn to lie 'cause they need to be so sly.
I don't believe in rogues
I never have, I never will
I don't believe in rogues
It's never worth the loot that they steal
I don't believe in rogues
I need to forget his face, I see it still
I don't believe in rogues
It's never worth the pain that you feel
No chance for backstab
Put armour in the way
Their only hope is one day I'll forget
The pain of knowing that knife should never be
With or without poison it's all the same to me
I don't believe in rogues
I never have, I never will
I don't believe in rogues
I'll just pretend they never were real
I don't believe in rogues
I need to forget his face, I see it still
I don't believe in rogues
It's never worth the pain that you feel
The death of logic
A spoof of the song 'Isn't it Ironic' originally recorded by Alanis Morrisette
Alternative lyrics by Eleriana Ithien
I said, don't roll a ninety-eight
The die fell, and guess what they said?
It's a black fly in your chromatic spray
It's three sixes in a row, two rounds too late
It's the death of logic... don't you think?
Chorus:
It's like a rain of arrows, on your weakly mage
It's a failed hide during an orc masquerade
It's the GMs advice that you just didn't take
Who would've thought... it figures
Mr. Play It Safe Mage was afraid to die
He picked up his sling and kissed his familiar goodbye
He waited his whole damn life to take that fight
And as the mace crashed down he thought
"Well isn't this nice..."
And it's the death of logic... don't you think?
Repeat Chorus
Well Logic Death has a funny way of sneaking up on you
When you think everything's okay and everything's going right
And die have a funny way of helping you out when
You think everything's gone wrong and everything blows up
In your face
A traffic jam when you're late for a game
A box of cards, and 12 are the same
It's like ten thousand daggers when all you need is a sword
It's finally finding a ship
And then falling over board
And isn't it the death of logic... don't you think?
A little lack of logic... and yeah I really do think...
Repeat Chorus
Logic Death has a funny way of sneaking up on you
Logic Death has a funny, funny way of freaking you out
Freaking you out
How you remind me
a spoof of the song ,How you remind me' by Nickelback
Alternative lyrics by Doug Lochery
Never made it as a GM,
Couldn't find game ideas worth stealin'
Tired of gaming like a blind man,
Sick of playing with no sense of feelin'
And this is how you remind me
This is how you remind me this game ain't worth a damn
This is how you remind me this game ain't worth a damn
It's not nice to say sorry,
For making up a piss-poor story,
This time I'm mistaken,
I just cant stop this game from breakin',
Yeah I've played wrong, been shot down, tried to cover up with pointless
battle,
And my players they said, "Hey, GM can we have some fun yet?"
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
no, no,
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
no, no,
It's not like I didn't try hard,
I love the game and Iswear I still do
But it's just I am so bad,
At making plots and stuff to entertain you.
This is how you remind me this game ain't worth a damn
This is how you remind me this game ain't worth a damn
It's not nice to say sorry,
For making up a piss-poor story,
This time I'm mistaken,
I just cant stop this game from breakin',
Yeah I've played wrong, been shot down, tried to cover up with pointless battle,
And my players they said, "Hey, GM can we have some fun yet?"
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
no, no,
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
no, no,
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
no, no,
Never made it as a GM,
Couldn't find game ideas worth stealin'
And this is how you remind me
This is how you remind me
This is how you remind me this game ain't worth a damn
This is how you remind me this game ain't worth a damn
It's not nice to say sorry,
For making up a piss-poor story,
This time I'm mistaken,
I just cant stop this game from breakin',
Yeah I've played wrong, been shot down, tried to cover up with pointless battle,
And my players they said, "Hey, GM can we have some fun yet?"
Yeah, yeah, are we havin' fun yet?
Yeah, yeah, are we havin' fun yet?