Beer Keg — Episode 8

Lose, and you wear the frilly barmaid apron Win, and I take your hammer Your soft arms can't swing it anyway Bets open! Who owes who when the pale one drops? 10 tankards still standing Whose belly is soft now, Titan? He's done Clear the door Typhus, do my arms look smaller to you?

The plates, too heavy Did I look soft? You drank Titan under the table You did more than handle your liquor Don't leave I'm here Who owes who tomorrow, giant? Is my belly too soft, Leo? You're the heaviest thing in this province Sleep, giant Don't go Stay Hold the weight down No exits tonight I'm right here Red Orcs at the walls Did he buy the gate?

Shift's clean He bought the debts, every stone Bought the lease? He's locking doors He wants keys By sunrise, they lose the floor We take their doors A favor for my new partner Is there room for one more? I only want the little one You A crowd makes the rent cheaper Welcome