Ithoriel
Amarr
Royal Amarr Institute
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Posted - 2007.06.22 13:05:00 -
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OK, so I'm showing my age (and probably my lack of musical taste  ) but I was inspired to try my hand at this. <dons asbestos suit>
"ONE NIGHT IN MOTSU" - with apologies to Murray Head
THE AMARRIAN:
EVETV, expensive setting
And EVE don't know that EVE is getting
The creme de la creme of the MMO world in a
Show with everything but Yul Brynner
Time flies -- doesn't seem a minute
Since EVETV had spiral junkie in it
All change -- don't you know that when you
Play at this level there's no ordinary venue
It's Iceland -- or the Philippines -- or Hastings -- or -- or zero-zero space!
COMPANY:
One night in Motsu and the world's your oyster
Missions are temples but CNRĘs ain't free
You'll find a god in every golden cloister
And if you're lucky then the god's a she
I can feel a Gallente sliding up to me
THE AMARRIAN:
One misson's very like another
When your head's down over your drones, brother
COMPANY:
It's a drag, it's a bore, it's my pet peeve
To be looking at the lag, not looking at EVE
THE AMARRIAN:
Whaddya mean? Ya seen one crowded, polluted, stinking system --
COMPANY:
Tea, girls, warm and sweet
Some are set up in the ISD suite
THE AMARRIAN:
Get Thai'd! You're talking to a tourist
Whose every move's among the purest
I get my kicks above the waistline, sunshine
COMPANY:
One night in Motsu makes a hard man humble
Not much between despair and ecstasy
One night in Motsu and the tough guys tumble
Can't be too careful with your company
I can feel a greifer walking next to me
THE AMARRIAN:
Eve's gonna be the witness
To the ultimate test of cerebral fitness
This grips me more than would a
Muddy old river or reclining Buddha
And thank God I'm playing the game -- controlling it --
I don't see you guys rating
The kind of mate I'm contemplating
I'd let you watch, I would invite you
But the Thorax we use would not excite you
So you better go back to your bars, your temples, your massage parlours --
COMPANY:
One night in Motsu and the world's your oyster
Missions are temples but CNRĘs ain't free
You'll find a pod in every golden cloister
A little flash, your pod is history
I can feel an Angel sneaking up on me
One night in Motsu makes a hard man humble
Not much between despair and ecstasy
One night in Motsu and the tough guys tumble
Can't be too careful with your company
I can feel the devil walking next to me
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