Sarene the Barmaid
ScOmBer
Its funny how ccmixters on the other side of the world can sometimes describe my day. This time our funky sci-fi cadet John does a running transcript/commentary.
I went into a city pub this arvo to meet up with a barmaid called Sarene. This is my story.
I’ll interpret (in italics) below for those that don’t know me well enough.
My apologies John.
Sarene the Barmaid
The city walls are covered with slime and sludge
whats new? But only if you run your tongue along the walls.
It’s difficult to find someone to trust
I haven’t managed to find an ugly friend who wants to tag along
The Shaod took a hold of us and left us dead inside
On the way in I stopped at my local pub “The Shaod” and got smashed with my favorite cymbalist Eugene.
Every scratch is agony where the pain will not subside
He has very long nails for a man. He says it dampens his cymbal action.
Oh Sarene, I wished I could have known you
Oh Sarene, I’m sorry that I’m gone
Oh Sarene, Your the one I wanted all along
I’m already rotten and I’m running late - she finishes her shift at 5pm
I found a friend in Galladon the Duladen
I got to Sarena’s pub and spotted an old goofyfooter friend Galladon in the corner booth.
We organized a union of the denizens from Elantris
Gallodon reckoned he’d organised the skanky Denizen sisters to meet up with him.
We washed the walls and planted seed
When they didn’t turn up, we went for a piss.
and scripted Aons of pure light
I don’t really know what to say about this
A princess came to offer us
a solution to our plight
Sarene came over and asked us what we would like to drink.
Oh Sarene, I wish that I could tell you
That I’m the Prince of Arelon
I haven’t used that pickup line for a while
Oh Sarene, you think you’re doing the right thing but it’s wrong
I hope she hasn’t heard the stories about me.
But its wrong
its wrong
But its wrong!
I know! Stop telling me John
Its been three months to convert the populace of Kae
I haven’t had random sex in three months
If he fails than the people of Arelon will be slayed
A chaste Scomber is a menace in the surf
it’s up to us to save them
I really need to get laid tonight
Oh Sarene, I think it’s time to tell you
That I’m the Prince of Arelon
I think she really believed me this time
Oh Sarene, your the one I wanted all along
(Time to offer some hot sax)
But its wrong
But its wrong
Wrong
Wrong
The city walls are covered with slime and sludge
It’s difficult to find someone to trust
Oh Sarene, I wished I could have known you
Oh Sarene, I’m sorry that I’m gone
Oh Sarene, Your the one I wanted all along
PS It all turned out OK by the end of the night.
Scomber 2009
asongaday
I went into a city pub this arvo to meet up with a barmaid called Sarene. This is my story.
I’ll interpret (in italics) below for those that don’t know me well enough.
My apologies John.
Sarene the Barmaid
The city walls are covered with slime and sludge
whats new? But only if you run your tongue along the walls.
It’s difficult to find someone to trust
I haven’t managed to find an ugly friend who wants to tag along
The Shaod took a hold of us and left us dead inside
On the way in I stopped at my local pub “The Shaod” and got smashed with my favorite cymbalist Eugene.
Every scratch is agony where the pain will not subside
He has very long nails for a man. He says it dampens his cymbal action.
Oh Sarene, I wished I could have known you
Oh Sarene, I’m sorry that I’m gone
Oh Sarene, Your the one I wanted all along
I’m already rotten and I’m running late - she finishes her shift at 5pm
I found a friend in Galladon the Duladen
I got to Sarena’s pub and spotted an old goofyfooter friend Galladon in the corner booth.
We organized a union of the denizens from Elantris
Gallodon reckoned he’d organised the skanky Denizen sisters to meet up with him.
We washed the walls and planted seed
When they didn’t turn up, we went for a piss.
and scripted Aons of pure light
I don’t really know what to say about this
A princess came to offer us
a solution to our plight
Sarene came over and asked us what we would like to drink.
Oh Sarene, I wish that I could tell you
That I’m the Prince of Arelon
I haven’t used that pickup line for a while
Oh Sarene, you think you’re doing the right thing but it’s wrong
I hope she hasn’t heard the stories about me.
But its wrong
its wrong
But its wrong!
I know! Stop telling me John
Its been three months to convert the populace of Kae
I haven’t had random sex in three months
If he fails than the people of Arelon will be slayed
A chaste Scomber is a menace in the surf
it’s up to us to save them
I really need to get laid tonight
Oh Sarene, I think it’s time to tell you
That I’m the Prince of Arelon
I think she really believed me this time
Oh Sarene, your the one I wanted all along
(Time to offer some hot sax)
But its wrong
But its wrong
Wrong
Wrong
The city walls are covered with slime and sludge
It’s difficult to find someone to trust
Oh Sarene, I wished I could have known you
Oh Sarene, I’m sorry that I’m gone
Oh Sarene, Your the one I wanted all along
PS It all turned out OK by the end of the night.
Scomber 2009
asongaday