Fool's Gold

(Instrumental)

I used to be the hot shit, cool cucumber
Gave it a few summers, one or two blunders
Became a Dragonborn when repping Le Dragon D'or
Til they kicked me out the Order and told me to "shoo, somewhere"
They said "Find atonement wherever it lays"
My heretic ways misguided me and led me astray
I would up in a bar, sitting there in a daze
Til I laid eyes on a party in apparent dismay
So I said I would accompany their company henceforth
We went forth to confront a couple undead corsairs
Who claimed the rogue had a debt to repent for
And they came to collect, they wanted to take his head for it
We talked them out of it with bombs and boots
Backflips onto roofs, and songs from lutes
We killed, maimed, and harmed their crew
Took their whole outfit down quicker than a laundry chute
That's all we do

Keep searching for the right way to do the good that I may
Bring the honor back to my name:
Nice to meet you, I'm Egbert!
And though living in the light may hurt
A little more than it's likely worth
I'll keep digging 'til I find paydirt
Uh... I'm Egbert!

I'm now steady on the path of La Vache Mauve
And sometimes, it'll clash with the past goals
No matter what, through the trash and the hassles,
I will never stop, I can bask in the blast zone
I keep it hotter than brass stoves and forges
In this limitless endeavor working to earn the Lord's forgiveness
That's the normal business, trying to avoid run-ins with
Drow sorceresses
Child orphanages...
Now of course, I'm in the wrong crowd
According to my old commander Shattershield way back in Out Of Order
But it's wild moralistic judging my important mission
As if it wasn't his decision that's got me touring with them
I try my best, though, to stay positive
Just take my just desserts with a grain of salt in them
Take every day as it comes, and make a lot of it
To state the obvious: I'm about to go make some bombs again (I'll)

Keep searching for the right way to do the good that I may
Bring the honor back to my name:
Nice to meet you, I'm Egbert!
And though living in the light may hurt
A little more than it's likely worth
I'll keep digging 'til I find paydirt
Uh... I'm Egbert!

In all fairness, I'm a rare breed
I try to swear less, and I don't bare teeth
I ain't embarrassed when y'all stare at me
They call me "Careless", I call it "Carefree"
Maybe I don't think of every little detail -
But that's what friends are for, even if we fail
And all our best-laid plans, up and get derailed...
"Um... I'm sorry, this just says 'improvise'?" (I'll)

Keep searching for the right way to do the good that I may
Bring the honor back to my name:
Nice to meet you, I'm Egbert!
And though living in the light may hurt
A little more than it's likely worth
I'll keep digging 'til I find paydirt
I'm Egbert!



Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Gong
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