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I am just a poor bard
Though my story's seldom told,
I have ended my resistance
To her growls and her grumbles,
Such are promises.
All lies and jest
Still, a grrl hears what she wants to hear
And disregards the rest.
When I left my home
And my family,
I was no more than a girl
In the company of danger
In the quiet of our separate bedrolls,
Counting stars.
Laying low,
Seeking out the dang'rous quarters
Where the evildoers go,
Looking for the places
Only they would know.
Lie-la-lie
Lie-la-lie lie lie la lie,
Lie-la-lie
Lie-la-lie lie lie la lie,
la la la la, lie.
Asking only sidekick's wages
I come looking for a friend,
But I get a lover.
And a come-on from the grrls
At Amazon Central.
I do declare,
There were times when I was so lonesome
I took some comfort there.
Lie-la-lie
Lie-la-lie lie lie la lie,
Lie-la-lie lie lie la lie,
la la la la, lie.
Then I'm laying out my green sports bra
And wishing I was gone
Going home
Where the Warrior Princess chakram
Isn't bleeding me,
Leading me,
Going home.
In the clearing stands a bard,
Not a fighter by her trade
But she carries the reminders
Of ev'ry sword that laid her down
Or cut her, till she cried out
In her anger and her shame,
"I am learning, I am learning."
And the fighter still remains.
Lie-la-lie
Lie-la-lie lie lie la lie,
Lie-la-lie lie lie la lie,
la la la la, lie.
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