[Intro] (Loud banjo picking and a heavy cowbell beat) Yeah, roll for initiative, partners! [Verse 1] We gathered 'round the table in a rustbelt town Traded in our longswords for some dust and brown Got a dwarven barbarian with a ten-gallon hat And a wizard chewing tobacco, how about that? We're rolling natural twenties on the canyon trail Chasing down a dragon on the western rail. [Chorus] Welcome to the Rustbelt Revival, grab a seat! Where the magic and the moonshine and the outlaws meet We got grit in our boots and spells in our guns Riding out the campaign under scorching suns Let the banjos ring and the cowbells clang We’re the wildest D&D southern rockin' gang! [Verse 2] The rogue is picking pockets at the local saloon While the bard plays a fiddle to a blood-red moon The dungeon master smiles with a whiskey in hand "There's an orcish posse riding through the badlands!" So we load up the wagons and we cast our buffs In this wild west world, you gotta play it rough. [Chorus] Welcome to the Rustbelt Revival, grab a seat! Where the magic and the moonshine and the outlaws meet We got grit in our boots and spells in our guns Riding out the campaign under scorching suns Let the banjos ring and the cowbells clang We’re the wildest D&D southern rockin' gang! [Instrumental Solo] (Heavy electric guitar battles a frantic fiddle and banjo) [Bridge] Take a big ol' swig, go and heal up your wounds We’re tracking mind flayers through the dusty dunes It’s a critical hit with a six-shooter draw In the rugged frontier, we’re the magical law! [Chorus] Welcome to the Rustbelt Revival, grab a seat! Where the magic and the moonshine and the outlaws meet We got grit in our boots and spells in our guns Riding out the campaign under scorching suns Let the banjos ring and the cowbells clang We’re the wildest D&D southern rockin' gang! [Outro] Yeah, pack up the dice, the session is done Riding into the sunset, reloading our guns. (Banjo fades out with a final cowbell clink)
