All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go,
I'm staning here outside my door,
Loaded up with garb and weaponry.
So I pack them up and ride away,
I'm going to spend the next few days
Living in the Fourteenth Century.
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Don't know what it's all about
But no one's going to kick me out
It's here that I am bound to take a stand
I'm hooked on SCA's games
No one else plays them quite the same
The way these people can.
[LORD]Mundanely I pump gasoline
But here I talk with kings and queens
They call me Lord that's all right with me.
I get strange looks from other folk
That think that it's some kind of joke
That I could take this garbage seriously.
Chorus
[LADY]I'm a waitress in the mundane world
But here I talk with dukes and earls
They call me Lady that's all right with me.
I get strange looks from other folk
That think that it's some kind of joke
That I could take this garbage seriously.
Chorus
I spend a lot of money now
To fill up on medieval chow
And making garb is pretty hard to do
Mundanes may laugh at shield and sword
But SCA's its own reward
So I'll go on pretending it's all true
Chorus