The Lord of Misrule
Come with me, my band of merry pranksters!
Romp through the streets, for this is the time to make merry! One week a year, the rules are thrown out, and we shall be the ones who decide! Come with me, and we shall lead them a merry chase! At our command, the meek are made mighty, the haughty are humbled, and everything old is made new again! Dress as far from yourself as you can, and raise a glass, for in this time we shall revel in are masquerades, then reveal our true selves!
All hail!
All hail!
All hail the Lord of Misrule, during this feast of all fools!
Now, Entertain Me!
Romp through the streets, for this is the time to make merry! One week a year, the rules are thrown out, and we shall be the ones who decide! Come with me, and we shall lead them a merry chase! At our command, the meek are made mighty, the haughty are humbled, and everything old is made new again! Dress as far from yourself as you can, and raise a glass, for in this time we shall revel in are masquerades, then reveal our true selves!
All hail!
All hail!
All hail the Lord of Misrule, during this feast of all fools!
Now, Entertain Me!