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Lyrics by George R. R. Martin. Music by Natti Vogel
"A bear there was,"
"A bear, A BEAR!
"All black and brown,"
"And covered with hair!
"Oh come they said,"
"Oh come to the fair!"
"The fair? said he,
"But I'm a bear!"
"All black and brown,"
"And covered in hair!"
"And down the road,"
"From here to there,"
"From here!To there!"
"Three boys, a goat,"
"And a dancing bear!"
"They danced and spun,"
"All the way to the fair!"
"Oh! sweet she was,"
"And pure and fair,"
"The maid with honey,"
"In her hair! Her hair,"
"The maid with honey,"
"in her hair!"
The bear smelled the scent,
"On the summer air!"
"The Bear! The Bear!"
"All black and brown,"
"And covered with hair!"
"He smelled the scent,"
"On the summer air,"
"He sniffed and roared,"
"And smelled it there!"
"Honey on the summer air!"
"Oh I'm a maid,"
"And I'm pure and fair,"
"I'll never dance,"
"With a hairy bear,"
"A bear! A bear!"
"I'll never dance,"
"With a hairy bear!"
"The bear,the bear!"
"Lifted her high,"
into the air!"
The bear, the bear!"
"I called for a knight!"
"But you're a bear!"
"A bear! A bear,"
"All black and brown,"
"And cover in hair!"
"She kicked and wailed,"
"The maid so fair,"
"But he licked the honey,"
"From her hair!"
"Her hair! Her hair!"
"He licked the honey,"
"From her hair!"
"Then she sighed and squealed,"
"And kicked the air,"
"She sang: My bear so fair,"
"And off they went,"
"The bear! The bear!"
"And the maiden fair!"
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I hate Dunsen for wearing Gendry’s horns,
and Polliver for Needle;
Chiswyck who thinks he’s funny,
but will smack you into a fetal (position);
Raff the Sweetling, who drove his spear
through Lommy’s throat;
Ser Amory Lorch for Yoren;
Ser Meryn for Syrio.
I hate the Hound for killing Mycah, who was butcher’s boy,
and I hate Ser Ilyn and Joffrey and the Queen like my hate is my only joy.
Ser Gregor, Dunsen, Polliver, Chiswyck, Raff the Sweetling,
The Tickler, The Hound. Ser Amory Lorch all of them bleeding.
Ser Ilyn, Ser Meryn the Others can take them and call it heresy,
because last but not least, my hate will feast on King Joffrey and Queen Cersei.
The Tickler is almost too scary to hate but I hate him anyway.
And for the sake of my father, Fat Tom and Desmond, my hate grows everyday.
Everyday
They say that knights are noble, but they’re cowardly and cruel.
They say the gods are listening, what do you think I’m a fool?
They say that life’s not fair, and I should get over it .
They say that time will heal all wounds, but I say they’re full of shit.
They say that vengeance isn’t very lady like at all.
Well, I’ve never been a lady. I’m the ghost of Harrenhal.
Harrenhal.
Ser Gregor, Dunsen, Polliver, Chiswyck, Raff the Sweetling,
The Tickler, The Hound. Ser Amory Lorch all of them bleeding.
Ser Ilyn, Ser Meryn the Others can take them and call it heresy,
because last but not least, my hate will feast on King Joffrey and Queen Cersei.
They say I shouldn't hold on to it; better let go and let live.
They say that karma will get you, you're going to wish that it did.
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I had a dream, the dream was green
I called it a green dream
And in the dream I saw the sea
Flooding above my knees
And people drowning all around me
Everything I know, it's gonna come true
Might not be how it looks to you
Don't worry bout me, I'll be ok
I already know I don't die today
You had a dream you were a tree
And your brother had a wolf grin
He had fur and you had leaves
But you knew you were still kin
You don't even know how you found him
Everything I know, it's gonna come true
Might not be how it looks to you
Don't worry bout me, I'll be ok
I already know I don't die today
You can dream for days and days and days and days
Unless you wake you might just waste away
I had a dream of eyes of three
I saw you flying free
I know this skin you're living in
Is not where you wanna be
And every night you dream of falling
But I can hear tomorrow calling
So let's get going, let's quit stalling
Everything I know, it's gonna come true
Might not be how it looks to you
Don't worry bout me, I'll be ok
I already know I don't die today
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