Single Shot Knockout
(sung to the tune of ‘Beauty School Dropout’ from the musical Grease)
- filk words by Doireann inghean Alasdair

You know the story well.
The tournament from hell:
Duke Gareth and Baru and also Bryce
Your future’s so unclear now
What’s left of your new spear now
Can’t even block a head shot for you life…

Single shot knockout
Into the losers bracket for you
Single shot knockout
Bryce split your warsheild right in two

Well at least you couldn’t made it up
By getting one good rap in
But when you did, you opened up
And Gareth caved your helm in

If you get through this
It takes a miracle or two
What are you doing?
You’re getting beaten black and blue

If you fight in next year’s tourney
Better call a chirgeon now
Cause you are going to get the crap beat out of you now

Single shot knockout
Hanging around the chirgeon’s tent
Singleshot knockout
Wondering why you ever went
There’s a rhino in the list today
That guy is such a screw up
After you had killed him many times
The bastard split your sportscup

Baby don’t seat it
You can cut out another shield
Baby, that’s Gareth
You might as well lie down and yield
Now your helmet’s cracked, your gorget’s smashed, and-well-
Your gonna die
Wipe off that bloody face and tie one on tonight

Baby don’t blow it
Don’t put my good advice to shame
Everyone knows it
Even Rhiannon would say the same
Now you called the shots but you lost a lot
I hat to see you cry….

Fighting Baru is such a…
Painful way….to die

Single shot knockout….

Don’t give up fighting….

Single shot knockout….

Don’t give up fighting…

Single shot knockout….