[Verse 1] The sun is blazing heavy at the Ren Faire My jeans and sneakers really stand out Fleshy girls in corsets glare at me In my six-dollar graphic tee Like I'm the weird one Regular guys walk by in heavy armor Silver chainmail glistens in the sun It seems the modern world still has knights And men in tunics wearing tights And guys on horses shout, "Whoa, oh-oh" [Chorus] I don't know why it is I came here My friends took me to this anachronistic throng They said I'd fit right in But I'm not sure it's where I belong [Verse 2] In line at a booth, I buy a sausage And a flagon of Dr. Pepper in a paper cup I give Forty-five dollars to a wench And sit with my friends on a wooden bench Oh-oh, no-oh Then a guy in a dress and tights serenades us I throw him a silver piece with Washington's face He stands with a lute in his hands With a Robin Hood hat on his head While he sings, "Yo-oh ho-oh!" [Chorus] I don't know why it is I came here My friends took me to this anachronistic throng They said I'd fit right in But I'm not sure it's where I belong [Bridge: key change] I suppose all bad, it's not 'Cause some wenches are kinda hot And the mead is pretty tasty My sticky hair could use a comb And I'd rather be at home And the smoky air is hazy [Jazzy Wood Flute Solo] [Chorus] I don't know why it is I came here My friends took me to this anachronistic throng They said I'd fit right in But I'm not sure it's where I belong [Chorus: fadeout] I don't know why it is I came here My friends took me to this anachronistic throng They said I'd fit right in But I'm not sure it's where I belong [End]
