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The Night Lunaris Went Crazy

Written by Tenchimaru Draconis

Parody of The Night Santa Went Crazy (Weird Al)

Down in the workshop, where the staff is making shrines,
For the good senile girls, and the good senile boys.
Then the van busted in, and it scared them half to death.
He had a rifle in his hands, and cheap whisky on his breath.
From his chin to his boots, he was covered with ammo
Like a big fat drunk, disgruntled, looked like Rambo.
And he smiled as he said, with a twinkle in his eyes:
"To zee blazes of hell with ya all! Now your going gonna die all!"

The night Luny went crazy!
The night Lunaris went insane.
Realised we'd be getting the raw deal.
Something must have finally snapped in his brain.

Well the website is gone now, he decided to bomb it.
Everywhere you'll find pieces, of Booken and RedComet.
And he tied up the staffers, and he held the freaks hostage.
And he ground up poor Rast into, dragon sausage!

He got Maba and Nulani, with a bigass-bazooka
And he slashed up Merlyn just like Freddy Krueger
And he picked up a flamethrower, and he barbequed TD
Then took a big bite and said: "Its tastes like chicken."

The night Luny went crazy!
The night Lunaris went nuts.
Now you can hardly walk around the forum,
Without stepping in staffer guts.

There's the national guard and the FBI.
There's a maffia guy with his goons, and helicopters circling around in the sky.
And the bullet's are flying, the bodycount's rising,
And everyone's trying the door.
Oh Luny why?

My my my my my my...
You used to be such a, mental guy...

Yes RPGClassics, now Lunaris is dead.
Some guy from the a-team, blew a hole through his head.
Yes our little friend now, has his brains on the floor.
I guess we won't be having the psycho kicking around anymore!

So now there's no more weapons, for countries destructment.
And the staff has to stand in line to file for unemployment
And they say Mrs. Mint, she's on the phone every night
With a lawyer, negotiating the movie rights!

They're talkin' about the night Luny went crazy!
The night Lunaris flipped.
Broke his back for some milk and mentats.
Sounds to me like he was trying to get in jail.

The night Luny went crazy!
The night Lunaris went insane.
Realised we'd be getting the raw deal.
Something must have finally snapped in his brain

Wohoho

Something must have finally snapped in his brain.
Tell ya, something must have finally snapped... in his brain.

 

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