The Battle Hymn Of The Eristocracy lyrics

Mine brain has meditated on the spinning of The Chao:
It is hovering o'er the table where the Chiefs of Staff are now
Gathered in discussion of the dropping of The Bomb;
Her Apple Corps is strong!

Grand and gory Old Discordja!
Her Apple Corps is strong!
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Ewige Blumenkraft und Fliegende Kinderscheisse!

She was not invited to the party that they held on Limbo Peak;
So She threw a Golden Apple, 'stead of turned the other cheek!
O it cracked the Holy Punchbowl and it made the nectar leak;
Her Apple Corps is strong!

Grand and gory Old Discordja!
Her Apple Corps is strong!