Skymarshall Arts - The Paladin текст песни

On a warm summers evening
On a gryphon bound from Stormwind
I met up with a paladin,
We were both to tired to sleep
So we took turns at staring,
At the darkness down in Duskwood,
And when we came to Westfall
Well he began to speak And he said:
Son I've made my life,
Out of questing in the world of Warcraft
And I know what you're specced up for
Just by looking at your gear
So if you don't mind me saying
I can see you have capped to 60,
But there's a horrid amount of pwnage
Before you're a master of this game

So when you're in a party or raiding
And a kill demand some looting
Why the hell do you roll on a robe
When you're a warrior and using plate?
And there is never any need for begging
Get your own gold and grind and fight
'Cause if you're gonna play the fucking game, boy
You gotta fucking learn to play it right

You gotta know when to auction it
Know when to trade it
Know what to give away
And know what to enchant
You never kill low-levels,
When you're riding down the noob-zones
There'll be time enough for killing
When a battle is on

Every gamer knows,
That the secret to survival,
Is knowing how to play your class
And know how to play it well
'Cause chances are that someday
You get polymorphed into a sheep
So the best that you can hope for
Is to die in your sleep

So when he finished speaking
He leaned up against his polearm
Looked through his quest-log
And then he faded off to sleep
And somewhere in the darkness,
The paladin he broke even
And with his final words
I got an item I could keep

You gotta know when to auction it
Know when to trade it
Know what to give away
And know what to enchant
You never kill low-levels,
When you're riding down the noob-zones
There'll be time enough for killing
When a battle is on