Bonus Content: South Orcyria

A classic sea shanty, South Australia, with words changed for Calcinea

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Preamble
Celestia: Alright, you can sing fast, I can sing fast things too! Fiti: Alright. Celestia: Especially after this much whisky. Fiti: Alright, you're on! Scamp: Fast? Is it going to be coherent? Celestia: Very- I'm always coherent, coherence is- [vauge mumbling] Corzin: Well there's- Celestia: [Interupting] It's my speciality, fuck you! Corzin: Well there's a difference on opinion on that but never mind. Celestia: Shut up, all of you. Let's start the song.

Lyrics
In South Orcyria I was born, heave away, haul away In South Orcyria, 'round Black Thorn, we're bound for South Orcyria

Haul away you rolling king, heave away, haul away Haul away, you'll hear me sing, we're bound for South Orcyria

As I walked out one morning fair, heave away, haul away 'Twas there I met Miss Nancy Blair, we're bound for South Orcyria

Haul away you rolling king, heave away, haul away Haul away, you'll hear me sing, we're bound for South Orcyria

I shook her up and I shook her down, heave away, haul away I shook her round and round the town, we're bound for South Orcyria

Haul away you rolling king, heave away, haul away Haul away, you'll hear me sing, we're bound for South Orcyria

I run her all night and I run her all day, heave away, haul away And I run her until we sailed away, we're bound for South Orcyria

Haul away you rolling king, heave away, haul away Haul away, you'll hear me sing, we're bound for South Orcyria

There ain't but one thing grieves me mind, heave away, haul away To leave Miss Nancy Blair behind, we're bound for South Orcyria

Haul away you rolling king, heave away, haul away Haul away, you'll hear me sing, we're bound for South Orcyria

And as we wallop around Black Thorn, heave away, haul away You'll wish to Gods you'd never been born, we're bound for South Orcyria

Haul away you rolling king, heave away, haul away Haul away, you'll hear me sing, we're bound for South Orcyria

In South Orcyria my native land, heave away, haul away Full of rocks and thieves and sand, we're bound for South Orcyria

Haul away you rolling king, heave away, haul away Haul away, you'll hear me sing, we're bound for South Orcyria

I wish I was on Orcyria's strand, heave away, haul away With a bottle of whiskey in my hand, we're bound for South Orcyria

Haul away you rolling king, heave away, haul away Haul away, you'll hear me sing, we're bound for South Orcyria

Epilogue
Celestia: You're not the o- you're not the only one who can sing fast. Corzin: We all got it that time, I think? Celestia: Bastard. Scamp: I'm still sure about the coherence. Celestia: Where's the whisky? Fiti: [Shouting over Celestia] We'll have another round please! Celestia: Where's it gone? Scamp: It's gone. Celestia: More whisky!