D&D General Friday Fun: Now THIS Is D&D Rock!
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Lakesidefantasy
Hero
Stairway to Infinity.
payn
Glory to Marik
One evening as the sun went down and the temple fire was burning
Down the track came a murder-hobo hiking and he said boys I’m not turning
I’m headin for a land that’s far away beside the crystal fountains
So come with me we’ll go and see the Big Storm Horn Mountains
In the Big Storm Horn Mountains there’s a land that’s fair and bright
Where the handouts grow on bushes and you sleep out every night
Where the boxcars are all empty and the sun shines every day
On the birds and the bees and the pipe weed trees
Where the lemonade springs where the bluebird sings
In the Big Storm Horn Mountains
In the Big Storm Horn Mountains all the monsters have wooden legs
And the ballrogs all have rubber teeth and the Trogs lay soft boiled eggs
The farmer’s trees are full of fruit and the barns are full of hay
Oh, I’m bound to go where there ain’t no snow
Where the rain don’t fall and the wind don’t blow
In the Big Storm Horn Mountains
In the Big Storm Horn Mountains you never change your socks
And the little streams of alcohol come a-trickling down the rocks
The Clerics have to tip their hats and the Paladins are blind
There’s a lake of stew and of whiskey too
You can paddle all around ’em in a big canoe
In the Big Storm Horn Mountains
In the Big Storm Horn Mountains the jails are made of tin
And you can walk right out again as soon as you are in
There ain’t no short handled shovels, no axes saws or picks
I’m a goin to stay where you sleep all day
Where they hung the jerk that invented work
In the Big Storm Horn Mountains
I’ll see you all this coming fall in the Big Storm Horn Mountains
Down the track came a murder-hobo hiking and he said boys I’m not turning
I’m headin for a land that’s far away beside the crystal fountains
So come with me we’ll go and see the Big Storm Horn Mountains
In the Big Storm Horn Mountains there’s a land that’s fair and bright
Where the handouts grow on bushes and you sleep out every night
Where the boxcars are all empty and the sun shines every day
On the birds and the bees and the pipe weed trees
Where the lemonade springs where the bluebird sings
In the Big Storm Horn Mountains
In the Big Storm Horn Mountains all the monsters have wooden legs
And the ballrogs all have rubber teeth and the Trogs lay soft boiled eggs
The farmer’s trees are full of fruit and the barns are full of hay
Oh, I’m bound to go where there ain’t no snow
Where the rain don’t fall and the wind don’t blow
In the Big Storm Horn Mountains
In the Big Storm Horn Mountains you never change your socks
And the little streams of alcohol come a-trickling down the rocks
The Clerics have to tip their hats and the Paladins are blind
There’s a lake of stew and of whiskey too
You can paddle all around ’em in a big canoe
In the Big Storm Horn Mountains
In the Big Storm Horn Mountains the jails are made of tin
And you can walk right out again as soon as you are in
There ain’t no short handled shovels, no axes saws or picks
I’m a goin to stay where you sleep all day
Where they hung the jerk that invented work
In the Big Storm Horn Mountains
I’ll see you all this coming fall in the Big Storm Horn Mountains
Lakesidefantasy
Hero
Free Bear! or Bird or whatever.
Lakesidefantasy
Hero
The Battle of Evermeet.
Mannahnin
Scion of Murgen (He/Him)
Or you could just listen to Loot the Body's nine song concept album about Expedition to the Barrier Peaks.
Mannahnin
Scion of Murgen (He/Him)
I'm glad you find it so! I'm having a terrible time at the original assignment, but I've really enjoyed Loot the Body since I discovered them a few years ago.
Lakesidefantasy
Hero
Thunderwave!
Lakesidefantasy
Hero
Big Lizard in my Backpack (Can't Afford to Track Weight Anymore).
