Dont get your hopes up

Вот как порой делаются песни

Берём заводную песенку с надоедливым рефреном -




- кладём в неё в качестве припева куплет из другой популярной в своё время песни -




- и подсыпаем в получившуюся смесь ритмическую дорожку неофициального гимна Австралии -




- и вуаля:

Братишки, я вам новый мемес нашел

Now, this is a story all about how
My life got flipped-turned upside down
And I'd like to take a minute
itl be an honour
I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Balmora

In Gold Coast Cyrodiil born and raised
On the anvil docks I spent most of my days
maxing' out grindin' increasing' my skills
And all shootin some crossbows inside the school
When a couple of guards who were up to no good
Started making trouble in my neighborhood
I got in one little fight over a bottle of ale
he said thats it! I've had it! your going to jail


I begged and pleaded with him only kiddin
but he kicked my ass and threw me in prison
but then he came back down and when he leaned right in
he told me you are gonna be released in Morrowind

slave class, back of the ship
eating damp old bread with my new pal jiub
is this what morrowind outlanders are treated like?
Hmmmmm this cant be alright.

But wait I hear they're racist, all, ash and tar
Is this the type of dump that they send this groovy guar?
what will they think
i hope its not horror
they all better watch for the prince of Balmora

Well, the boat landed and when I came out
There was a dude looked like santa standing there with my name out
I dont want any damn assecion
I just got here
gotta custom class i aint answering your questions

through the census gave the dude there a holla
he had a steel sword and imperial Templar armor
told me Caius Cosades was a man with honor
But I thought 'ill forget it' - 'Serah to Balmora'

I pulled up to the town about 7 or 8
And I yelled to the strider 'Yo swit smell ya later'
I looked at my kingdom
Its about to get hotter
when i sit on my throne as the Prince of Balmora