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71 lines
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BATTLE HYMN OF THE ERISTOCRACY
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(Tune: Battle Hymn of the Republic)
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v 1-2: Lord Omar
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v 3: Talespinner
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BATTLE HYMN OF THE REPUBLIC
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1. Mine brain has medi- tated on the spinning of The Chao;
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It is hov'ring o'er the table where the Chiefs of Staff are now
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Gathered in discussion of the dropping of The Bomb; Her
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Ap-ple Corps is strong!
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Chorus:
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Grand (and gory) Old Discordia!
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Grand (and gory) Old Discordia!
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Grand (and gory) Old Discordia!
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Her Apple Corps is strong!
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2. She was not invited to the party held on Olympic;
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So she threw a Golden Apple, 'stead of turned the other cheek!
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Oh, it cracked the Holy Punchbowl and it made the nectar leak;
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Her Apple Corps is strong!
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3. For the Apple Hera offered Paris all the wealth she could;
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Athena promised that his enemies bodies would be strewed;
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But Aphrodite offered Helen - and EVERYONE got screwed!
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Her Apple Corps is strong!
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THE PRETTIEST ONE
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(Tune: To God Be The Glory)
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by Talespinner
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1. To Goddess be glory, we all will have fun!
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And warm is our love of "the prettiest one",
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But warmer and glowing and deadly will be
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The planet Earth after they start World War III.
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Chorus:
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Hail Eris! Hail Eris! Let the Goddess be praised!
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Hail Eris! Hail Eris! Let your glasses be raised!
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Reality comes from the mouth of a gun,
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But all can be changed by "the prettiest one."
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2. To Goddess be glory, we've hardly begun
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To alter our minds for "the prettiest one."
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To the Ultimate Mindfuck our allegiance we pledge;
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We'll push all the greyfaces over the edge!
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