DLC PLC (Live)

Lyrics

[Intro] DJ! [Verse 1] (Badum, badum, badum, badum) (Badum, badum, badum, badum) Downloadable content's a load of nonsense I won't give them one cent It wouldn't be conscientious Encouraging dodgy ventures Like when you've been robbed Do you get your property straight back from the fences? I want to know what the defence is Hence this musical census Pay attention to community consensus To prevent this backlash of hashtags And truly contentious lambasts, eg: I hope you're shoving your Prothean Up your fallopian No wonder the planet's becoming dystopian Draconian Napoleons invoking pandemonium And I might be blowing my own euphonium By quoting this But I know I'm not the only one that's pissed My data's trapped inside the disc Sat in lines of script And I have to pay to take it out What kind of shit is this? [Hook] It's the DLC PLC Where we make money selling people things that were free Welcome to the DLC, the PLC Where we charge you for things you bought previously [Verse 2] No need to be dishonest The incompleted product's a piece of bollocks So please give me the pieces of it And leave my wallet, I need the dollars But don't be extremely bothered I'll probably buy the sequel of it Cause that's the key The reason it keeps on happening, it's obvious If you pay them quids they take the piss And get away with it Until they're pinching all your paper Like a paperclip And what would our forefathers Have thought of horse armour? It's all rather an awful palava Perhaps I should make a call and talk to Obama You're causing drama And according to the laws of karma Stir the water, sure enough Of course you'll taunt the poor piranhas So try to pull my jaws apart I'm sure you can't I'm sinking my teeth into the greed Inherently buried in DLC things Hidden fees and prices surprising me like bee stings Is it any wonder we punters are seething [Hook] At the DLC PLC Where we make money selling people things that were free Welcome to the DLC, the PLC Where we charge you for things you bought previously (Okay, you'll recognize this one)) [Verse] Who's rapping? Dovahkiin Dragons? I'm not over keen I'll dice 'em like a knife slicing right through an aubergine My dragon shout flow is sweeter than a soda stream You won't believe your eyes, I'm like an overload of dopamine A broadsword in one hand and a magic spell in the other I'm the last of the Dragonborn, there's no other, my brother, so run for cover If you got scales, then I'm on your tail and I will not fail Like a free-roaming sandbox game, I'm off the rails I'll walk the trails through awful gales And storms of hail 'til all the nails are knocked into your coffin I'm not stopping 'til you're impaled and I've prevailed In the name of the Nords, I pray to the Lords You'll all get a taste of the blade of my sword I'm taking on hordes of enemies I face them with hoards of weaponry They're draining my force So chemistry comes into play with retorts and recipes Alchemixing like a DJ Restoration, restore my energy My legacy, odyssey, elegy, prophecy's Written in heavenly bodies And buried with every body That ever did bother to mess with me Deading them terribly, horribly I'm a celebrity, honestly You're a wannabe, I'm a prodigy The suggestion you're better than me at being a warrior? Ha! Comedy It's a gift to me I don't just spit flames lyrically but literally And the Elder Scrolls are scripts in which I've written your obituary I am the Dragonborn, wearing a hat with badass horns I'm Dovahkiin, known globally, you're nobody at all [Outro] Thank you! Thanks everyone for coming out, it's been a great night, thank you so much guys