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Choose Your Poison – Christopher Lee

Mai Tai say that I’m Old Fashioned,

Tres Vin Ordinaire

That I want a fresh Manhattan

With white anglo-saxons everywhere?

A Black Russian’s no Pink Lady

Give her a Singapore Sling.

And Moscow Mule is not your baby

So Highball the Vodka, and name your sting

Be a big shot, with a Bullshot

Be a schwein mit der Wein

Have a short, or a port, or a snort, of any sort.

Asti Spumante . Uno Chianti.

Are divine!

I got some economic Hocks,

A Gin and Tonic on the rocks.

Where Angels fear to tread, I say-

Choose your booze! Let’s hit the red-eye!

Think of young Deanna Durbin,

And how she sung on Rum and Bourbon.

Or enhance your luncheon hour

With a Planter’s Punch,

And a Whiskey Sour

If you feel like a wreck,

Try a Horse’s Neck

Or a Sherry with a cherry in the new fun size-

If you don’t name your poison

I’ll have to get the boys in

The spirit of adventure opens ones eyes

If you don’t name your poison

I’ll have to get the boys in

And you’ll never see another Tequila Sunrise

Live happily ever after

With a Chablis and some laughter.

Between the Sheets is lovely

With a dizzy blonde and a bottle of bubbly

There’s nothing sicker in society

Than a lack of liquor and sobriety

So! Down the hatch. Here’s mud in your eye!

Take a bracer with a chaser, wash it down with rye!

Bottoms up, stirrup cup!

It’ll put you in the pink.

And all you have to do is

Drink, Drink, etc.

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Christopher Lee

The Bloody Verdict of Verden – Christopher Lee

Does a man have to fight all his life?
Only in death to take flight to the skies.
Warmongers vie to take my throne.
No respect is ever shown.

In borderland raids,
They came in their hordes,
Ransacking villages, taking the spoils.
With nothing to lose, and possessions few.
Bold, Sturdy,
Fearless and cruel!

Defiant of Baptism on pain of death,
Tough measures call for me to be ruthless!
To set an example to the rebels,
Draconian for their worship of Devils.

4,000 men all dead in one day.
They would not renounce their heathen ways!
Thirty years of campaigning consumed,
To subject those Pagans to Christian rule!

The Bloody Verdict of Verden
River flowing red,
with the blood of 4,000 men,
that i did behead!

I shed Blood of Saxon Men
I shed the Blood of the Saxon men
I shed the Blood of the Saxon men
I shed the Blood of the Saxon men
I shed it at Verden!
I shed the Blood of the Saxon men
I shed the Blood of 4,000 Saxon men!
I shed the Blood of the Saxon men
I shed the Blood of the Saxon man!

I shed the blood of the Saxon men!

Shall my realm be taken as I toil;
To force others out of Frankish soil?
And I return, to learn that all is lost,
Yet my companions I trust, the Sword and the Cross.

Converting entire tribes by the sword,
In the name of Jesus Christo, our Lord.
On that day in Verden,
No mercy given,
Victory for the chosen people!

Weary grow I of this task which fell,
On the shoulders of a man who yearns to spend.
But one hour with wife and child,
To gaze on faces innocent and mild..

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4,000 men all dead in one day,
They would not renounce their heathen ways!
Thirty years of campaigning consumed,
To subject those Pagans to Christian rule!

To weild of the banner one, and even has been seen.
An empire made great, by deeds of great kings!

I shed Blood of Saxon Men
I shed the Blood of the Saxon men
I shed the Blood of the Saxon men
I shed the Blood of the Saxon men
I shed it at Verden!
I shed the Blood of the Saxon men
I shed the Blood of 4,000 Saxon men!
I shed the Blood of the Saxon men
I shed the Blood of the Saxon man!

I shed the blood of the Saxon men!

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