Sir Pimpin

Yeah

Magic sword in hand
Enchanted armor, i'm the man
Foes and miscreants
All crushed beneath my boot
Wenches on my gland
Services in high demand
Gold is flowing in
Just like the finest ale

Vile creatures i will run you through
Sack your dungeons for the finest loot
Fairest maidens are so pure and true
Call and i'll unsheathe my sword for you

Riding on my steed
I got exactly what you need
A bleeding heart of gold
And a cock of steel
Gremlins live in fear
Goblins run when i am near
Enemies will all fall beneath my righteous blade

Vile creatures i will run you through
Sack your dungeons for the finest loot
Fairest maidens so pure and true
Call and i'll unsheathe my sword for you

Vile creatures i will run you through
Sack your dungeons for the finest loot
Fairest maidens so pure and true
Call and i'll unsheathe my sword for you



Credits
Writer(s): Joe Wiegel
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