Three Rings for the Elven Kings, those androgynous guys
Seven for the Dwarf Lords, hairy women they will bone
Nine for Mortal Men, who love beer and pizza pies
One for the Dark Couyon on his silly throne
In the bar down the street where the drunkards lie
One couyon to rule them all, one couyon to find them
That one couyon was in the darkness and fell down the stairs
In the bar down the street where couyons go to die

TNC: https://linktr.ee/thenightclub