歌曲 | No Crown For Balin |
歌手 | Glass hammer |
专辑 | The Middle Earth Album |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Balin Longbeard was his name | |
A Dwarf of great renown was he | |
This rude and nasty Dwarf of fame | |
‘Twas never known for courtesy | |
While making wind in crowded rooms | |
His nose ran constantly | |
And all good folk found Balin lacked | |
A single trace of modesty | |
But Balin was a rich old thing | |
As many famous bards are known to sing | |
Though Balin wanted to be king | |
The Dwarven folk would never hear of it | |
In fact they showed a fear of it | |
And sensible were they! | |
Never mind the Orcs he’d slain | |
All his victories were in vain | |
He’d even killed a Troll or two | |
But a Dwarven crown he ne’er could gain | |
For Balin was a nasty sort | |
The people all could smell him | |
This vile old gent would not relent | |
For none of them would tell him | |
But Balin was a rich old thing | |
As many famous bards are known to sing | |
Though Balin wanted to be king | |
The Dwarven folk would never hear of it | |
In fact they showed a fear of it | |
And sensible were they! | |
If he would only take a bath | |
Then the Dwarves might ease their wrath | |
He filled the tub, they gathered round | |
They had to see the aftermath | |
So bad he smelt the soap did melt | |
The filth would not come off him | |
He turned the water black as mud | |
And so the Dwarves did scoff at him | |
But Balin was a rich old thing | |
As many famous bards are known to sing | |
Though Balin wanted to be king | |
The Dwarven folk would never hear of it | |
In fact they showed a fear of it | |
And sensible were they! |
Balin Longbeard was his name | |
A Dwarf of great renown was he | |
This rude and nasty Dwarf of fame | |
' Twas never known for courtesy | |
While making wind in crowded rooms | |
His nose ran constantly | |
And all good folk found Balin lacked | |
A single trace of modesty | |
But Balin was a rich old thing | |
As many famous bards are known to sing | |
Though Balin wanted to be king | |
The Dwarven folk would never hear of it | |
In fact they showed a fear of it | |
And sensible were they! | |
Never mind the Orcs he' d slain | |
All his victories were in vain | |
He' d even killed a Troll or two | |
But a Dwarven crown he ne' er could gain | |
For Balin was a nasty sort | |
The people all could smell him | |
This vile old gent would not relent | |
For none of them would tell him | |
But Balin was a rich old thing | |
As many famous bards are known to sing | |
Though Balin wanted to be king | |
The Dwarven folk would never hear of it | |
In fact they showed a fear of it | |
And sensible were they! | |
If he would only take a bath | |
Then the Dwarves might ease their wrath | |
He filled the tub, they gathered round | |
They had to see the aftermath | |
So bad he smelt the soap did melt | |
The filth would not come off him | |
He turned the water black as mud | |
And so the Dwarves did scoff at him | |
But Balin was a rich old thing | |
As many famous bards are known to sing | |
Though Balin wanted to be king | |
The Dwarven folk would never hear of it | |
In fact they showed a fear of it | |
And sensible were they! |
Balin Longbeard was his name | |
A Dwarf of great renown was he | |
This rude and nasty Dwarf of fame | |
' Twas never known for courtesy | |
While making wind in crowded rooms | |
His nose ran constantly | |
And all good folk found Balin lacked | |
A single trace of modesty | |
But Balin was a rich old thing | |
As many famous bards are known to sing | |
Though Balin wanted to be king | |
The Dwarven folk would never hear of it | |
In fact they showed a fear of it | |
And sensible were they! | |
Never mind the Orcs he' d slain | |
All his victories were in vain | |
He' d even killed a Troll or two | |
But a Dwarven crown he ne' er could gain | |
For Balin was a nasty sort | |
The people all could smell him | |
This vile old gent would not relent | |
For none of them would tell him | |
But Balin was a rich old thing | |
As many famous bards are known to sing | |
Though Balin wanted to be king | |
The Dwarven folk would never hear of it | |
In fact they showed a fear of it | |
And sensible were they! | |
If he would only take a bath | |
Then the Dwarves might ease their wrath | |
He filled the tub, they gathered round | |
They had to see the aftermath | |
So bad he smelt the soap did melt | |
The filth would not come off him | |
He turned the water black as mud | |
And so the Dwarves did scoff at him | |
But Balin was a rich old thing | |
As many famous bards are known to sing | |
Though Balin wanted to be king | |
The Dwarven folk would never hear of it | |
In fact they showed a fear of it | |
And sensible were they! |