She Always Games
Phil Mills, November 2009
TTTO: It Never Rains (In Southern California)
      by Albert Hammond and Michael Hazelwood

I was hoping to advance to level seven,
Didn't think before I joined the game she ran.
All that talk of cheap experience,
Gold, and jewels was nonsense.  Oh, man:
Real bad plan.

Seems she always games for blood; the rumour, 'tis true.
Though I've lost my fighters, clerics, monks before,
When there's a chance that you might live through
An encounter, then she gives you
Twelve more Manticores.

Low on points, NPCs have fled,
With no chance to heal, I'm good as dead.
The monsters here look underfed.
I wanna go home.
When there's a chance that you might live through
An encounter, then she gives you
Twelve more Manticores.

Will you tell the folks back home, I nearly made it:
Six tunnels, didn't know which one to take.
First a herd of hydrae found me,
Type IV demons now surround me.
Give me a break, give me a break!

Seems she always games for blood; the rumour, 'tis true.
Though I've lost my fighters, clerics, monks before,
When there's a chance that you might live through
An encounter, then she gives you
Twelve more Manticores.