The Merman and the Pirate Queen

[Verse] Big man in a tall glass tower Counting dimes from every hour Workers toil Sweat and strain Losing dreams for corporate gain [Chorus] Oh the shackles wrap us tight In the dark They steal the light Oligarchs with hearts of stone Ruling from their iron throne [Verse 2] Cities fall beneath their feet In the blink They're obsolete Promises worn like paper masks Hide the truth They never last [Chorus] Oh the shackles wrap us tight In the dark They steal the light Oligarchs with hearts of stone Ruling from their iron throne [Bridge] Voices rise from the dust Crying out for faith and trust Autocrats in shadows lurk Laughing at the poor man's work [Verse 3] Hope's a flicker Fading fast Can the common’s stand at last? In the streets Cries of pain Echo back Broken in the rain

[Verse] Chapter one we start with peace Nations gather hearts at ease Next come two states join this space Rights and duties find their place [Chorus] Charter lights the path we tread Guiding every word that’s said Unity in ink we write Worlds together day and night [Verse 2] Chapter three sets out the goals Finding how to play our roles Four and five the council’s rise Security in every guise [Bridge] Tell me now do you believe We can make this world achieve In our hands a charter born New tomorrows we'll adorn [Verse 3] Six and seven calling loud Peaceful measures make us proud Eight to twelve lay structure firm Treaties binding long term [Chorus] Charter lights the path we tread Guiding every word that’s said Unity in ink we write Worlds together day and night

The Ballad of British Rights (Verse 1) Oh, gather ‘round, my lads and lasses, heed this call today, To speak of rights we’ve cherished long, now cast in disarray. From Hastings’ field to Magna Carta, through battles fierce and grim, Our rights were forged in fire and blood, not to be tossed by whim. (Chorus) Stand, oh stand, for liberty, the torch that keeps us free, From William’s laws to modern times, we fight for dignity. The Bill of Rights, the Magna Carta, and the words we swore to write, Will not be lost to apathy—rise up and join the fight! (Verse 2) In 1066, bold William came, his justice carved in stone, A fine for those who trafficked souls—a law the world had known. Then barons bold at Runnymede made kings bow to their will, A charter penned for every man, a freedom binding still. (Chorus) Stand, oh stand, for liberty, the torch that keeps us free, From William’s laws to modern times, we fight for dignity. The Bill of Rights, the Magna Carta, and the words we swore to write, Will not be lost to apathy—rise up and join the fight! (Verse 3) In 1688 we stood, defied a monarch’s greed, The Bill of Rights ensured that kings would serve the people's creed. Then on the world stage we declared, with voices firm and proud, A Universal Declaration that would echo in the crowd. (Bridge) But now they strip these rights away, they tarnish what is just, Our laws, our oaths, our history, they grind into the dust. Shall we remain in silence, while our heritage is sold? Or will we rise like those before, whose courage was untold? (Chorus) Stand, oh stand, for liberty, the torch that keeps us free, From William’s laws to modern times, we fight for dignity. The Bill of Rights, the Magna Carta, and the words we swore to write, Will not be lost to apathy—rise up and join the fight! (Outro) Oh Britain, land of steadfast hearts, your legacy is clear, From fields of yore to future shores, we’ll guard what we hold dear. For every soul deserves their due, their worth, their chance, their say, We’ll stand as one for human rights, to light a brighter day.

Verse 1: In the shadows of the mountains, where the winds howl cold, There’s a figure standing silent, with a bow of silver gold. His eyes are like the hawk’s, sharp and steady in the night, A master of the bowstring, a sharpshooter in flight. Through endless wars and battle cries, his arrows never miss, He’s hunted the stars, he’s pierced the sky, with aim that none can dismiss. The world may change, the seasons shift, but in his heart remains, The spirit of the archer, who cannot be contained. Pre-Chorus: With every shot, with every breath, He’s the keeper of the fate of death. His bowstring hums a haunting song, For the eternal archer, forever strong. Chorus: He is the eternal archer, with an arrow of light, A soul that never falters, through the darkest night. Through time and battle, through endless war, He stands unwavering, forevermore. Eternal archer, eyes on the prize, A heart of steel beneath the skies. Verse 2: Through the storms and fires, through lands unknown, He’s traveled far, and yet remains alone. The wind is his companion, the bow his only friend, A silent warrior, whose journey never ends. From the highest cliffs to the deepest sea, He’s tracked his prey, he’s set them free. With every pull, with every release, He’s writing history, in perfect peace. Pre-Chorus: With every shot, with every breath, He’s the keeper of the fate of death. His bowstring hums a haunting song, For the eternal archer, forever strong. Chorus: He is the eternal archer, with an arrow of light, A soul that never falters, through the darkest night. Through time and battle, through endless war, He stands unwavering, forevermore. Eternal archer, eyes on the prize, A heart of steel beneath the skies. Bridge: The world may crumble, the stars may fall, But his aim remains true through it all. For he’s the arrow in the dark, The hunter’s mark, the guiding spark. And when the world has come undone, He’ll raise his bow to the setting sun. For in his soul, there is no fear, An eternal archer, ever near. Chorus (Alternate): He is the eternal archer, with an arrow of light, A soul that never falters, through the darkest night. Through time and battle, through endless war, He stands unwavering, forevermore. Eternal archer, eyes on the prize, A heart of steel beneath the skies. Outro: Through the ages, through the fight, He’ll never miss—his aim is right. The eternal archer, forever true, The world will see what he can do.

Verse 1: In the silence of the dawn, where the rivers run deep, There’s a figure by the water, where the broken souls sleep. With hands that glow like sunlight, with eyes that see the pain, She walks the earth, through loss and hurt, to heal again and again. Her touch is like the softest rain, soothing the scars of time, A whisper in the wind, a lullaby in rhyme. She mends the hearts that shatter, the bodies that have fallen, But in her eyes, there’s a darkness—an endless, silent calling. Pre-Chorus: She is the keeper of forgotten dreams, A light that shines, but never gleams. Her soul is bound to every cry, An eternal healer, never asking why. Chorus: She is the eternal healer, with a heart of gold, Mending every wound, through the ages, old. Her hands are the comfort, her heart is the balm, A quiet strength, in a world gone calm. Eternal healer, through every tear, She soothes the soul, and calms the fear. Verse 2: Through the battles, through the years, she’s seen the world decay, But still, she finds the courage to heal the price they pay. From shattered bones to broken minds, her gift is never spent, But in the quiet of the night, she wonders where it went. For every life she’s saved, for every soul she’s healed, A piece of her is lost, a part of her revealed. The world grows colder, and yet she stays, A healer for the hopeless, through endless days. Pre-Chorus: She is the keeper of the silent cries, The strength beneath the endless skies. Her heart is heavy, but she won’t fall, For she is the healer, answering the call. Chorus: She is the eternal healer, with a heart of gold, Mending every wound, through the ages, old. Her hands are the comfort, her heart is the balm, A quiet strength, in a world gone calm. Eternal healer, through every tear, She soothes the soul, and calms the fear. Bridge: Through endless sorrow, through pain untold, She heals the world, but her heart grows cold. For though she gives, she never receives, Her hands are the cure, but no one believes. And when the darkness falls, and the world turns gray, She wonders if she’ll heal herself, if there’s any way. For the eternal healer carries the weight, Of every soul, of every fate. Chorus (Alternate): She is the eternal healer, with a heart of gold, Mending every wound, through the ages, old. Her hands are the comfort, her heart is the balm, A quiet strength, in a world gone calm. Eternal healer, through every tear, She soothes the soul, and calms the fear. Outro: In the quiet of the twilight, she walks alone, An eternal healer, with no place to call home. But her heart will never falter, her spirit never break, For she heals the world—whatever it may take.

[Verse] Lazy Acres is the place to be Open skies and a wild oak tree No worries here just you and me A simple life is the key [Verse] Fields of green stretch far and wide Chasing dreams no need to hide Building memories side by side Come join the easy ride [Chorus] Lazy Acres where hearts roam free Under the sunshine by the old pine tree We'll find peace with no degree Together we'll always be [Verse] Morning light paints the land Watch the dawn we're hand in hand On this soil we will stand Our love's simple yet so grand [Bridge] Whispers in the wind so pure Nature's call that's our allure Every day's an open tour In this life of simple cure [Chorus] Lazy Acres where hearts roam free Under the sunshine by the old pine tree We'll find peace with no degree Together we'll always be

Dette er en meget sørgelig historie Om en mand ved navn, Skipper Bent Som led skibsforlis ude for Møns Klint. Skibet sank ude for Møns Klint Der kom en kæmpe meteor Og slog hans skib til pindebrænde Og bølgerne de sprøjtede Og han var ved at drukne Men han så et lys komme oppe fra Og han vidste han var reddet. Vores Skipper Bent Han bli'r næppe glemt For han var en Tapper sømand x2 Op på bredden, stod en jomfru Og reddede ham I land Hun var fra negerland Og åh den stakkels mand Hun var jo ondskaben selv Ja det gik gruligt galt Hun var kannibal Og putted' ham I gryden Og hun slikked' sig Om munden og grinte "HAHAHA" Vores Skipper Bent Han bli'r næppe glemt For han var en Tapper sømand x2 Nu var han blev't kogt og det var ikke godt Så hun stegte ham på panden Han begyndt at skrig' som en lille pi' Og sagde "AV FOR FANDEN" Så tog hun hans pik og krydder'd den engang Før hun rev den af med en pølsetang Hun gnaskede hans stang Men kun en enkelt gang For hun fik creme I munden Vores Skipper Bent Han bli'r næppe glemt For han var en Tapper sømand x6

Dette er en meget sørgelig historie Om en mand ved navn, Skipper Bent Som led skiftevis ude for Møns Klint. Skibet sank ude for Møns Klint Der kom en kæmpe meteor Og slog hans skib til pindebrænde Og bølgerne de sprøjtede Og han var ved at drukne Men han så et lys komme oppe fra Og han vidste han var reddet. Vores Skipper Bent Han bli'r næppe glemt For han var en Tapper sømand x2 Op på bredden, stod en jomfru Og reddede ham I land Hun var fra negerland Og åh den stakkels mand Hun var jo ondskaben selv Ja det gik gruligt galt Hun var kannibal Og putted' ham I gryden Og hun slikked' sig Om munden og grinte "HAHAHA" Vores Skipper Bent Han bli'r næppe glemt For han var en Tapper sømand x2 Nu var han blev't kogt og det var ikke godt Så hun stegte ham på panden Han begyndt at skrig' som en lille pi' Og sagde "AV FOR FANDEN" Så tog hun hans pik og krydder'd den engang Før hun rev den af med en pølsetang Hun gnaskede hans stang Men kun en enkelt gang For hun fik creme I munden Vores Skipper Bent Han bli'r næppe glemt For han var en Tapper sømand x6

[Verse] Sa bungtod sa bukid naglakaw Under sa talisay nagtan-aw Ang adlaw nga niladlad og silaw Mga damgo nga gusto natingausaw [Verse 2] Sa baybayon nga naa sa atong dunggan Mga tingog nga sayaw sa kalibutan Pirming naghulat sa atong mga damgo Usa ka paglaom nga dili magbiyao [Chorus] Magkita ta didto sa tindahan Magstorya ta ug mga pangandoy Magkatawa ta hangtod sa kanunay Mubarog ug mangaon ug mga pamahaw [Verse 3] Sa gamay nga baryo nga imong gipuy-an Kasikas sa kinabuhi murag ilog sa ulan Mga kasakit nga ipalayo sa pagpanikad Mapadulong kita sa atong giandam nga kalipay [Bridge] Mga adlaw nga atong gipangayo Sa kilid sa dalan paghigda sa kuwentong iro Magtinabangay sa pagtindog ug pagbarog Walay biya sa kinabuhi nga puno og kalingaw [Chorus] Magkita ta didto sa tindahan Magstorya ta ug mga pangandoy Magkatawa ta hangtod sa kanunay Mubarog ug mangaon ug mga pamahaw

Dette er en meget sørgelig historie Om en mand ved navn, Skipper Bent Som led skiftevis ude for Møns Klint. Skibet sank ude for Møns Klint Der kom en kæmpe meteor Og slog hans skib til pindebrænde Og bølgerne de sprøjtede Og han var ved at drukne Men han så et lys komme oppe fra Og han vidste han var reddet. Vores Skipper Bent Han bli'r næppe glemt For han var en Tapper sømand x2 Op på bredden, stod en jomfru Og reddede ham I land Hun var fra negerland Og åh den stakkels mand Hun var jo ondskaben selv Ja det gik gruligt galt Hun var kannibal Og putted' ham I gryden Og hun slikked' sig Om munden og grinte "HAHAHA" Vores Skipper Bent Han bli'r næppe glemt For han var en Tapper sømand x2 Nu var han blev't kogt og det var ikke godt Så hun stegte ham på panden Han begyndt at skrig' som en lille pi' Og sagde "AV FOR FANDEN" Så tog hun hans pik og krydder'd den engang Før hun rev den af med en pølsetang Hun gnaskede hans stang Men kun en enkelt gang For hun fik creme I munden Vores Skipper Bent Han bli'r næppe glemt For han var en Tapper sømand x6

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Folk de siger, at søndag er familiens dag. Men hvad med os eneboere, som ikke deler tag? Nogle bliver sørgmodige, nogle bliver triste, andre tyer til gøremål, mange bliver liggende. Refræn Men hvem har bestemt, at søndag skal være sådan? Nej, hør mit råd, og tag proppen af. For søndag kan sagtens blive en dejlig dag! Vers 2 Kaffe på altanen, en bog i ro og fred, eller en tur i skoven, bare dig og dit eget sted. Ingen siger, du skal noget, bare gør, hvad du vil. Giv plads til lidt glæde, og mærk søndagsfredens spil. Refræn Men hvem har bestemt, at søndag skal være sådan? Nej, hør mit råd, og tag proppen af. For søndag kan sagtens blive en dejlig dag! Bro Sæt musikken på, dans i dit køkken. Syng højt, selvom naboen hører dit brøl! Glem, hvad de siger, søndag er din, skab din egen melodi – så fin. Refræn Men hvem har bestemt, at søndag skal være sådan? Nej, hør mit råd, og tag proppen af. For søndag kan sagtens blive en dejlig dag! Outro Ja, søndag kan sagtens, blive en dejlig dag. Bare gør, hvad der gør dig glad!"