Verse 1
It started late one foggy night,
An orc walked in, lookin' for a fight.
The dwarf at the bar, all pints and beard,
Grinned wide and said, “Ye lost, me dear?”
The orc just snarled, his tusks all bared,
“Move over, wee lad, if yer not scared!”
With a laugh and a slam, dwarf roared, “Come on then!
Let’s see ye handle a true dwarven man!”
Chorus
Oi! Tables fly, fists collide,
The orc and the dwarf, both swallowin' pride!
Bones are crackin’, blood runs wild,
The crowd cheers loud, like wolves gone wild!
Verse 2
The orc threw first, a tankard swing,
Shattered glass – oh, what a thing!
The dwarf ducked low, then headbutted hard,
Sent the orc stumbling back a yard.
“Is that all ye got?” the dwarf did taunt,
“Yer as soft as a bloody croissant!”
The orc roared back, eyes all red,
Grabbed a chair, smashed it over his head!
Chorus
Oi! Tables fly, fists collide,
The orc and the dwarf, both swallowin' pride!
Bones are crackin’, blood runs wild,
The crowd cheers loud, like wolves gone wild!
Bridge
The crowd was howlin’, tossin' bets,
While fists and teeth and mugs were set,
Broken bottles, shattered stools,
Blood-stained floors, just breakin' rules!
Verse 3
“Ye call that a punch?” the dwarf did jeer,
With a bloody grin and a sloshed-up cheer.
The orc threw back, his fist like stone,
Sent the dwarf to the bar with a crack o’ bone!
But up he rose, all wobblin’ knees,
Spat a tooth and laughed with glee,
“I’ll take ye down, ye green-skinned brute!”
Then he broke a bottle right on cue.
Chorus
Oi! Tables fly, fists collide,
The orc and the dwarf, both swallowin' pride!
Bones are crackin’, blood runs wild,
The crowd cheers loud, like wolves gone wild!
Verse 4
With bruises bloom and busted lips,
They crashed through tables, spilled their pints.
The crowd was chantin’, “Let’s see more!”
As fists met faces, blood met floor.
The orc swung left, the dwarf swung right,
Neither lad givin' up the fight.
"Yer tough as stone, I’ll give ye that!"
The orc slurred back, “Aye, now face the bat!”
Chorus
Oi! Tables fly, fists collide,
The orc and the dwarf, both swallowin' pride!
Bones are crackin’, blood runs wild,
The crowd cheers loud, like wolves gone wild!
Outro
At last, they crashed down in a heap,
Both too drunk, too sore to leap.
The bar went wild, the drink flowed free,
As the two fools lay, bruised and pleased.
They raised a pint, they raised a cheer,
To the brawl o' the year in O’Malley’s here!
