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Chief Jack is careening past the shelters that we made
Way far from Castle Rock like a bulldog gone enraged
A head boy of the choir
He's such a good liar
Accountable for the deaths of just two
(Get the Beast, boys!)
I'm called Merridew and you'd surely not have a doubt
That I was elected; retorting every flout
At first reluctant to see the spear fall and the sound
After awhile, oh yes, that pig had to be found
I'm the supreme master of the voices
Converting sweet songs into shrieks and vicious choices
Stottie cakes with pease porridge, maybe some herbal tea
Is something I would have under reign of normalcy
Though we are on an island and we all need meat
Ran away with Piggy's specs while he was still asleep
I'm the supreme master of the voices
Converting sweet songs into shrieks and vicious choices
(Are you going to leave?)
(Sam n' Eric aren't willing to comply!)
(Ralph, come back!)
I'm called Jack Merridew, I'm a Brit on the edge
Sorry, the conch won't work on this side (now...)
Get up and dance around the glow of the moon
And sharpen a stick on both ends (now...)
In truth, I cannot help it, let's track 'em down
So dash and scatter while I set creepers alight
Greetings from the tribe, I will send you a spark
Of the fire that very well could be yours instead
It's vanity, and anarchy
It's Merridew
And Roger too
Don't rescue us now!

Description
Chief Jack is careening past the shelters that we made
Way far from Castle Rock like a bulldog gone enraged
A head boy of the choir
He's such a good liar
Accountable for the deaths of just two
(Get the Beast, boys!)
I'm called Merridew and you'd surely not have a doubt
That I was elected; retorting every flout
At first reluctant to see the spear fall and the sound
After awhile, oh yes, that pig had to be found
I'm the supreme master of the voices
Converting sweet songs into shrieks and vicious choices
Stottie cakes with pease porridge, maybe some herbal tea
Is something I would have under reign of normalcy
Though we are on an island and we all need meat
Ran away with Piggy's specs while he was still asleep
I'm the supreme master of the voices
Converting sweet songs into shrieks and vicious choices
(Are you going to leave?)
(Sam n' Eric aren't willing to comply!)
(Ralph, come back!)
I'm called Jack Merridew, I'm a Brit on the edge
Sorry, the conch won't work on this side (now...)
Get up and dance around the glow of the moon
And sharpen a stick on both ends (now...)
In truth, I cannot help it, let's track 'em down
So dash and scatter while I set creepers alight
Greetings from the tribe, I will send you a spark
Of the fire that very well could be yours instead
It's vanity, and anarchy
It's Merridew
And Roger too
Don't rescue us now!