Never Split The Party -

We were skulking through this dungeon, a mighty sorry lot

Old Galliard the fighter had been actin' like a sot

Our cleric had colitis;

our torches all were wet (Uh oh)

But we had to find some treasure soon to get us out of debt (Alright,

who had the damn lobster bisque?)

So Galliard and Sonja were itchin' for a fight (C'mere)

They both took the left fork, while we went to the right

And that is when we heard it: the sound of rollin' dice

We wondered why we had ignored these words of sage advice (Two words:

diversified portfolio)

Don’t you know you never split the party?

Clerics in the back keep those fighters hale and hearty

The wizard in the middle, where he can shed some light

And you never let that damn thief out of sight

So then we heard this bellow (Ow!) from back around the bend

We turned around to see if there was aid that we could lend

And suddenly the corridor was covered up with orcs

We fell back in a panic, feeling like a bunch of dorks (All of my dice are

cubic zirconium)

The thief had pissed his leathers (no);

our monk was turning blue

Our wizard got all flustered and he covered us with goo

The cleric swung his holy club, some orcish skulls to break

We tried to dodge his backswing as we pondered our mistake

Don’t you know you never split the party?

Clerics in the back keep those fighters hale and hearty

The wizard in the middle, where he can shed some light

And you never let that damn thief out of sight

We finally found our fighters;

they were hacking at a troll

They chopped off knees and elbows, but it kept on growing whole

Our wizard flung his fireball, his dice they did not fail

He torched that troll and left our fighters roasting in their mail (Barbeque)

The cleric had his hands full;

apologies were said (I'm sorry)

We swore an oath we’d stick together just like we were wed (Yes, dear)

But then we found that sneaky thief had vanished in the gloom

We caught him stuffing pockets in the secret treasure room (Hehehe,

I’m in politics)

Don’t you know you never split the party?

Clerics in the back keep those fighters hale and hearty

The wizard in the middle, where he can shed some light

And you never let that damn thief out of sight

Don’t you know you never split the party?

Clerics in the back keep those fighters hale and hearty

The wizard in the middle, where he can shed some light

And you never let that damn thief

You never let that damn thief

You never let that damn thief out of sight