SILVER FOX ACADEMY / DARK DRINKING SONG

Godiva was a lady who through Coventry did ride
To show the royal villagers her fair and pure white hide
The most observant man of all, it was a Magician
was the only man who noticied that Godiva rode a Dragon.

Chorus:

We are, we are, we are, we are, we are the Magicians.
We make, we make, we make, we make lots of crazy motions
Drink ale, drink ale, drink ale all day, and cast along with us
Cause we don't give a wiggle for any old squiggle
    that don't get written in books.

She said, "I've come a long, long way and I will take some turns
with the man who takes me from this steed and leads me to taverns."
The men who took her from her beast and poured her a gallon
were a bleary eyed Sorcerer and a drunken Magician.

A lady and a Magician were sitting in a forest,
The magician was researching some magic before a test,
His memorizing method was something worth a laugh,
While his left hand traced the figure, his right held his staff.

A Magician once stumbled through the halls of the Silver Fox.
That night he mixed components enough to cast a thousand _Knocks_.
In fact, the only things there were that kept him from being wrecked
Were the path magic system and the flowing water effect.

Session Verses:

We found our way at last out of the evil mage's house
Only to find that he had turned one of our own into a louse.
We went in search of dragons to sate the evil's thurst,
Despite all clear warnings that this venture would come out the worst.

We went in search of Silver Fists so that we would not die,
But got destracted from our task by the gleam in a dragon's eye.
Not fire or ice or blood or sweat would stop us from this goal
For rather we'd sacrifice ourselves than wait to sell a soul.

I'm sure to write a merry verse each day of adventure,
As soon as I become able to move my pinky finger.
A block of ice, I stand as stiff as every a bard has stood,
Not royalty or men of coin would hire me in this mood.