| The host town was just selected
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| by the council yesterday.
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| The party’s gonna be started,
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| we only think about that day.
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| Grab some wine and a horn for ale,
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| we’ll need them for our epic tale.
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| For those who lit the great fires
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| to satisfy our gods' desires.
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| Take the horse and saddle it,
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| after that get something to eat.
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| Don’t forget to buy some mead,
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| 'cause our elders sure will need.
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| We only wanna go to get drunk at your town
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| during a hard path across dust and vegetation.
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| We wanna go to get drunk at your town
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| that is the best way to make our celebration.
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| We’re approaching the host town
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| just passing that hill down.
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| Here there is a huge crowd,
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| these feast will sound so loud.
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| Once we meet here all our brothers
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| we’ll search for all the others.
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| We’ll rejoice all together,
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| this feast is bigger than ever! |