the cripples' shield-wall - leslie fish lyrics
[verse 1]
consider the plight of the one*legged knight
as he braces his crutch with his shield;
he’ll stand still and wait till you come for the bait
then you’ll find that the b*st*rd won’t yield!
do you knock his one leg down, there’s still no relief
he’ll crawl down the field with his sword in his t**th;
and the reach of his sword*arm defies all belief
where he fights in the cripples’ shield*wall
[verse 2]
beware the old dame who’s arthritic and lame
so knee*sprung she barеly can stand;
but her hands and her eyе are still steady and spry –
she’s the best crossbow*shot in the land!
with a repeating crossbow and war*arrow blade
she can pierce any armor that’s ever been made –
be glad she’s not drawn to the highwayman’s trade!
she just fights in the cripples’ shield*wall!
[verse 3]
no profit you’ll find from the knight who is blind
he can hear you twelve paces away:
he’ll listen off*hand till he’s sure where you stand
then his bill*hook reaps far more than hay!
he can fight in the forest, the river, the plain
with his hearing unhampered by dark, fog, or rain –
he must know his ground, but he’ll sure bring you pain
where he fights in the cripples’ shield*wall!
[verse 4]
pray do not go near the knight who can’t hear:
though he can’t tell command*calls at all
he reads signs from his friends, and his post he defends
with a lightning*fast seven*foot maul!
they say when it’s whirling it raises a breeze
and the head on its chain has been known to break trees –
so when he starts swinging, the prudent man flees
where he fights in the cripples’ shield*wall!
[verse 5]
watch out in the fight for the cripple*armed knight
whose hand can’t swing up – only down
for he’ll watch through the dance till he spies a good chance
then his downstroke will cost you your crown!
his shield*arm will raise up his sword*arm, and then
he’ll watch for a chance with his downstroke again –
you know that he’ll strike, but you never know when
and he fights in the cripples’ shield*wall!
[verse 6]
beware, i implore, all ye masters of war
who prefer to draft healthy young boys;
for the blind, halt, and lame can be good at this game
when well*placed, defending the toys
they’ve learned their art well, and they strike hard and true –
if they’ve something to prove, then they’ll prove it on you!
the last line on earth that you’d want to drive through
you can swear, is the cripples’ shield*wall!
beware of the cripples’ shield*wall!
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