"We Centuri"

(sung to the melody of Good King Wenceslaus)

We Centuri love our fun
Pass the bottle over
There's no party we will shun
Pass the bottle over
Just send the merriment our way
Pass the bottle over
As long as we don't have to pay
Pass the bottle over, Drink!

We Centuri all dress great
Let me see the mirror
Stuck up hair and foppish capes
Let me see the mirror
With medals, silver, gold and such
Let me see the mirror
Other races think we're nuts
Let me see the mirror, Now!

For we Centuri life is sweet
Bless us all Great Maker
For boring tales we can't be beat
Bless us all Great Maker
Our family clans are marvelled at
Bless us all Great Maker
We stab each other in the back
Bless us all Great Maker, Please!

We Centuri get our way
Great Centuri Empire
We bomb your planets, make you slaves
Great Centuri Empire
With ships and troops we show our clout
Great Centuri Empire
Until the Shadows throw us out
Great Centuri Empire, Yea!