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Stray Kids - God's Menu - (Medieval Cover / Bardcore)

#bardcore #tavernwave #medieval #medievaltiktok Medieval instrument cover Lyrics courtesy of Parker Marshall: Yay, Sir and Lady Welcome, tis a easy matter to choose what comes from our kitchen Whatever we bring will satisfy all five of thy senses As well as wanderers, sparrows, magpies, and ravens Cauldron of sauce, indulge thy will Savor it, delicate, say bon appétit So delicious, everyone desires it Our dishes, oft called riches Not even a crumb will find absence Investigate and cross borders No limit, our music: food for the ears We continue building and refining For we are a one of one No one can imitate, this recipe: our own From the start, meat slides off bone If you stray but for a moment Time will bring thy return See why we are famed as a restaurant Observe, mark the flavors on thy tongue Stew, Stew, Stew, Stew, Stew, Stew, from what we grew, grew, grew, grew, grew Stew, Stew, Stew, Stew, Stew, Stew, our farmers grew, grew, grew, grew We'll light desire upon thine eyes Thy hunger increases ever yet On a wood spit, turning crank Try our renowned hor-d'oeuvres If ye have the coin, we'll serve Stew, Stew, Stew, Stew, Stew, Stew Cooking like a cook, For I'm a local legend Many have accused my brews of witchcraft Oi, sated such an appetite? Feelest thou a lightning strike? We've plowed all the harvest Added many onions Thou askest, "What is this concoction?" Surrender to the food, for thou art out of options We continue building and refining For we are a one of one No one can imitate, this recipe: our own From the start, meat slides off bone If you stray but for a moment Time will bring thy return See why we are famed as a restaurant Observe, mark the flavors on thy tongue Stew, Stew, Stew, Stew, Stew, Stew Fire burn, cauldron bubble, We care not, add more Abstain not, spices galore Stir, Stir Aye, Lord and Lady, Stew, Stew, Stew What our field's grew, grew, grew, grew, grew Stew, Stew, Stew, Stew, Stew, Stew, our farmers grew, grew, grew, grew Stew, Stew, Stew, Stew, Stew, Stew Yay, Sir and Lady Welcome, tis a easy matter to choose what comes from our kitchen Whatever we bring will satisfy all five of thy senses As well as wanderers, sparrows, magpies, and ravens Want some Stantough bardcore medieval merchandise? https://bardcorestore.com Youtube:    / stantough