Thank you. Thank you all! [!--emo&
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I've got a song for you:
We're on a mission from Mav <belch> <laughter>
Don't think it's very bloody funny at all, dunno what you're all laughing about.
Life in a village, living in Lostorf is a long way from the Parisian town
The back of the laboratory's a long way from heaven
But that's where he gets his results
Rösti and fondue they're driving him crazy
Horse meat and veal's brain's unknown
Alphorn and yodling they're making him lazy
Your fan club says "Mav'rick go home"
The Sheriff of Switzerland locked in his castle
Looks out on the Lostorfer Hills
The Sheriff of Switzerland locked in his castle
You're our own Hot Rod on wheels
A good game of arrows a few dozen barrels
The Commentary rusts in the yard
Paris is yearning but because he's earning
He'll always live in Lostorf
A custom-made wallet that stays in his pocket
And never comes out to pay bills
He's winning at poker and playing the Joker
And he always cheats when he deals
The Sheriff of Switzerland locked in his castle
Looks out on the Lostorfer Hills
The Sheriff of Switzerland locked in his castle
You're our own Hot Rod on wheels
Hello, let me introduce meself! My name is Maverick. I'm immensely strong. When I were a lad, I could lift up five Maiden fans on the end of a drumstick. The reason I never took up martial arts is because I was immensely fearsome and I'd probably kill everybody that I came into contact with. I was phenomenally strong. Pride and ego, my lads, pride and ego, is what makes the world rotate. And everybody knows the centre of the universe is Paris. That's why I don't live there anymore. I live in Switzerland! It's great!... I think!
Maverick The Red has a crane by his bed to wrench himself up in the morn'
You dare to tread at the foot of his bed, you'll wish you'd never been born
A bear with a sore head, we don't mean your forehead
He slumbers for most of the day
Wide eyed and legless, baked beans for breakfast
Your problem Maverick is Lostorf
The Sheriff of Switzerland locked in his castle
Looks down on the Lostorfer Hills
The Sheriff of Switzerland locked in his castle
You're our own Hot Rod on wheels
The Sheriff of Switzerland locked in his castle
Looks down on the Lostorfer Hills
The Sheriff of Switzerland locked in his castle
You're our own Hot Rod on wheels
No, I don't know what you're making such a fuss about. No, I don't. I'm not in here for the money. I like it here! The sun shines all night!
<belching and farting sounds>
It's alright, I'm a Parisian. I can take it.
I used to be able to lift five Maiden fans on a drumstick, you know.
You know? Uhhh... you're not bloody listening to me, are you?
Blimey! It ain't quite evening yet and I'm sloshed already! [!--emo&:wacko:--][img src=\'style_emoticons/[#EMO_DIR#]/wacko.gif\' border=\'0\' style=\'vertical-align:middle\' alt=\'wacko.gif\' /][!--endemo--]