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JudasMyGuide said:

I just can't help but feel crushed that the 00s era of power metal is gone. I just never had so much fun and never felt so much nostalgia towards anything else, really.
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Agreed, early 2000's power metal rules. The same nostalgia towards the 80's era or certain period/sound of a band. Very nice NW song, this era!.
 
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Such a weird record, really. People always praise To Mega Therion, but this is where the band becomes fascinating, the album where they decided to be a slightly more down to earth version of Ulver.
 

For some reason I woke up this morning singing this one to myself. Still hilarious af.


Name of this song is, "The Seven Drunken Nights"
But we're only allow to sing five of them so here it goes

As I went home on Monday night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a horse outside the door where my old horse should be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her, "Will you kindly tell to me"
"Who owns that horse outside the door where my old horse should be?"

"Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk
You silly old fellow, still you can not see
That's a lovely sow that me mother sent to me"
Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more
But a saddle on a sow sure I never saw before



And as I went home on Tuesday night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a coat behind the door where my old coat should be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her, "Will you kindly tell to me"
"Who owns that coat behind the door where my old coat should be?"

"Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk
You silly old fellow, still you can not see
That's a woollen blanket that me mother sent to me"
Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more
But buttons in a blanket sure I never saw before



And as I went home on Wednesday night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a pipe up on the chair where my old pipe should be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her, "Will you kindly tell to me"
"Who owns that pipe up on the chair where my old pipe should be?"

"Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk
You silly old fellow, still you can not see
That's a lovely tin whistle that me mother sent to me"
Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more
But tobacco in a tin whistle sure I never saw before



And as I went home on Thursday night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw two boots beneath the bed where my old boots should be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her, "Will you kindly tell to me"
"Who owns them boots beneath the bed where my old boots should be?"

"Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk
You silly old fellow, still you can not see
They're two lovely Geranium pots me mother sent to me"
Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more
But laces in Geranium pots I never saw before



And as I went home on Friday night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a head upon the bed where my old head should be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her, "Will you kindly tell to me"
"Who owns that head upon the bed where my old head should be?"

"Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk
You silly old fellow, still you can not see
That's a baby boy that me mother sent to me"
Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more
But a baby boy with his whiskers on sure I never saw before
 
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