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Spoof songs - Nurglitch - 02-22-2012 Search didn't come up with similar topic so creating one. Something I came up with yesterday, do post similar ones if you have them ![]() Here come the Brits again Falling on my sword like mindless meat Chopping at my shield with some weird emotion I want to walk on their guts I want to walk like legions do I want to dive into the slaughter Is it OK, centurio? So centurio order me Like Romans do Fight with me Like Romans do Order me Like Romans do Here come the Germans again Falling on my sword like in Greek tragedy Transfixed by my pilum like by some emotion Oooooh I want to breathe the smoke and soot I want to burn up villages I want to dive into the slaughter Is it OK, centurio? So centurio order me Like Romans do Fight with me Like Romans do Order me Like Romans do Here come the Dacians again Falling on my sword like it was cool Swinging falxes with some bad emotion (Here they come again, here they come again) I want to rip their live guts out I want to kill like Romans do I want to dive into the slaughter Is it OK, centurio? Re: Spoof songs - M. Caecilius - 04-04-2012 In 1848, Joseph Victor von Scheffel wrote a song about the Battle of the Varian disaster, known in Germany as the "Varuslied" or by its first verse "Als die Römer frech geworden". http://www.volksliederarchiv.de/text609.html has the German text, http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qyrwweY5QVA the melody. I'll attempt the translation here, which is not really all that poetic. The song is fun to sing in the original, though - try it even if you don't speak the language! "When the Romans became cheeky, simserin simserim simsim simsim The marched to northern Germany, simserim simsim simsim In front, with the trumpet's call Terätätätäterä Rode the General Field Marshal Terätätätäterä Mr. Quintilius Varus Wau, wau, wau, wau, wau Mr Quintilius Varus Schnäde räng täng, Schnäde räng täng Schnäde räng täng, de räng täng täng In the Forest of Teutoburg, Huh! The wind blew so cold Ravens flew through the air, And there was a foul odour As from blood and corpses. Suddenly, from the forest dark The Cherusci charged boldly With God for King and Country, They threw themselves furiously Onto the legions. Woe! There was great murder, And they beat the Cohorts Merely the cavalry Escaped into the free: Because they were mounted. O Quintili, you poor general, Did you think the world were thus? He ended up in a swamp And lost two boots and a sock And miserably got stuck. Then he spoke full of anger To Centurio Titus: "Comrade, draw your sword, And run me through from behind" 'cause everything's kaput." In the poor roman army, There served as volunteer Scaevola, a student of aw, Who was simply captured And like all the others, It went bad with him. 'ere he was hanged, He was run through the tongue and heart, And nailed backwards On his corpus iuris. When the murdering was at an end, Prince Herrman rubbed his hands And to celebrate the victory, He invited the Cherusci To a great breakfast. There was game and ham from Westfalia, Beer, as much as they could drink. And in feasting too he was a hero, Yet his wife Thusneld too Drank like a Valkyrie Only in Rome there was no party mood, But people bought mourning clothes. Just as, during luncheon, Augustus was seated in the imperial hall, The dire news arrived. First, from sheer shock, A bit of peacock stuck in his throat, Then he lost his temper, And yelled: Varus, curse on you! Redde legiones! His German slave, Schmidt by name, Thought: "The mice'll bite you, Should you ever get them back, That which lies around dead Does not get up alive." Who has managed to write this song? A student has sung it. In Westfalia, he has drunk a lot, And because of national pride, he made this song. Re: Spoof songs - jvrjenivs - 04-04-2012 OMNIA : MARS REPRISE (I WANNA BE A LEGIONAIR) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kAk5JWQeAdI I wanna be a legionair I'm gonna shave off all my hair Walk real stupid, talk real loud I'm gonna make my mother proud I wanna be a legionair I'll wear a dress, but I don't care An army camp is now my home I'll kill and maim and rape for Rome Scutum! Pilum! Sin, dex, sin, dex! Ik wil bij het legioen Rondmarcheren, heftig doen 'tis misschien een beetje raar Een jurk aan en heel kort haar Maar ik wil bij het legioen Lekker knokken voor wat poen Geef mij maar orders, geen gezeik Ik steel en plunder voor het Rijk Scutum! Pilum! Sin, dex, sin, dex! Re: Spoof songs - caiusbeerquitius - 04-04-2012 It´s not Roman, but I really like this SCA one: "THE SOUND OF VIOLENCE" Words: Rhys ap Baruch and Blaine Sylvan Tune: "The Sound of Silence", Simon and Garfunkel Hello broadsword my old friend I've come to fight with you again Because the sounds of battle ringing In my ears has me singing And the rock that I have instead of a brain Still remains I love the sound of violence In tournaments I fight alone I leave my melee gear at home But when I go down to the Pennsic War I often fight in groups of five or more When my friend was stabbed by an Eastern spear in the head He was dead Touched by the sound of violence A thousand footmen waging war A hundred archers maybe more Polemen thrusting from the second row Shieldmen dying, they're the first to go Two-stick fighters can harry the enemy flank They've got rank And love the sound of violence Foolishly I pressed ahead I'd be a hero or be dead A belted fighter tried to teach me With his polearm he might reach me But my blows like violent hailstones fell And struck well Causing the sound of violence Eastrealm fighters fell and died Before th' advancing Midrealm tide And we shouted out our battle cry We would conquer or we would die And the bards sing the deeds of the fighters that bravely fall And they all Whisper the sound of violence Re: Spoof songs - caiusbeerquitius - 04-04-2012 Might be easily changed into a Roman song, though: Hello short sword my old friend I've come to fight with you again Because the sounds of battle ringing In my ears has me singing And the rock that I have instead of a brain Still remains I love the sound of violence In tavern brawls I fight alone I leave my melee gear at home But when I go down to the Legion´s War I often fight in groups of eight or more When my friend was stabbed by a Gaulish spear in the head He was dead Touched by the sound of violence Ten thousand footmen waging war A thousand riders maybe more Pila flying from the second row Shieldmen dying, they're the first to go Our Cavalry can harry the enemy flank They've got rank And love the sound of violence Foolishly I pressed ahead I'd be a hero or be dead A giant fighter tried to teach me With his spatha he might reach me But my blows like violent hailstones fell And struck well Causing the sound of violence Gaulish fighters fell and died Before th' advancing Roman tide And we shouted out our battle cry We would conquer or we would die And the wives sing the deeds of the fighters that bravely fall And they all Whisper the sound of violence :-D |