Traditional Icaran Political Chant

The cop’s from the Republic,

Keeping peace is underway.

Hits my mates and fucks my sister.

I for I is what I say.


Weytan man is an investor,

Tower Hill is his buffet.

Lines his pockets, gives me nothing.

I for I is what I say.


Isenveldan at the Temple,

Here to watch the cabaret.

Laughs at what my dad believes in.

I for I is what I say.


Platinist is passing pamphlets,

“There will come a glory day!”

But this city knows its history

I for I is what I say.


Turned the heat up in the kitchen,

Watched the vermin run away.

They may wait still at our borders;

I for I is here to stay.

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