The Amani squabble (De power of de mushrooms, mon! | Alternate Version)

[Verse 1] I woke up in my villa with a glow upon my face The Sunwell’s looking radiant, everything is in its place I stepped outside to meditate, to breathe the golden air But then I smelled that swampy scent that lingers everywhere I looked toward the treeline where the shadows start to creep And heard a sound so primal it would make a Banshee weep! [Chorus] Oh, the Amani’s at the doorstep and they’re looking for a fight They’re screaming ‘bout their "ancient lands" from morning until night They’re hopped up on the fungus, yeah they’re tripping in the mud While I’m just trying to stabilize the mana in my blood! They’re huffing on the spores, mon, they’re seeing loas in de sky While I’m just wondering why?! With a "Zul’jin lives!" and a "De spirits stay wit' me!" They’re the only race in Azeroth who eats the scenery! [Bridge] Listen, darling. We built a city of spires and gold. You built a hut out of sticks and... is that mold? I mean really now! This is getting old! [Verse 2] I saw one in the bushes, he was blue, green and tall He tried to throw a hatchet, but he hit the garden wall I said, "My dear Zul’Jan, your aim is quite a fright, Perhaps you’d see much clearer if you didn't snort all night!" He yelled about his "Mushroom Power" and did a little dance I polymorphed him into a sheep—he didn't stand a chance! [Chorus] Oh, the Amani’s at the doorstep and they’re looking for a fight They’re screaming ‘bout their "ancient lands" from morning until night They’re hopped up on the fungus, yeah they’re tripping in the mud While I’m just trying to stabilize the mana in my blood! They’re huffing on the spores, mon, they’re seeing loas in de sky While I’m just wondering why?! With a "Zul’jin lives!" and a "De spirits stay wit' me!" They’re the only race in Azeroth who eats the scenery! [Bridge 2] You pray to a bird, a bear, and a lynx? How... quaint. It honestly stinks. Your "Jan'alai" is just a flaming chicken in a vest, While I harbor the Sunwell’s eternal fire in my chest! You call on Akil'zon to bring down the rain? I call on the Arcane to numb all my pain! While you’re bowing to spirits in a moss-covered ditch, I’m perfecting my eyeliner—it’s flawless, you witch! Your gods live in carvings, they’re ancient and slow, Mine is a fountain with a literal gold-plated glow! Verse 3 They claim we stole the forest, well, finders keepers, dear! We’ve got the fashion, they’ve got... lice? It’s really quite unclear. So let them chant their mantras and let them snort their spores I’ll just renew my Shielding Spell and double-lock the doors. If "De Power of de Mushroom" is the best that they can do I’ll stick to Arcane Blast and leave the compost to the zoo! [Chorus] Oh, the Amani’s at the doorstep and they’re looking for a fight They’re screaming ‘bout their "ancient lands" from morning until night They’re hopped up on the fungus, yeah they’re tripping in the mud While I’m just trying to stabilize the mana in my blood! They’re huffing on the spores, mon, they’re seeing loas in de sky While I’m just wondering why?! With a "Zul’jin lives!" and a "De spirits stay wit' me!" They’re the only race in Azeroth who eats the scenery! [Instrumental Solo] [Chorus] Oh, the Amani’s at the doorstep and they’re looking for a fight They’re screaming ‘bout their "ancient lands" from morning until night They’re hopped up on the fungus, yeah they’re tripping in the mud While I’m just trying to stabilize the mana in my blood! They’re huffing on the spores, mon, they’re seeing loas in de sky While I’m just wondering why?! With a "Zul’jin lives!" and a "De spirits stay wit' me!" They’re the only race in Azeroth who eats the scenery! [Outro] So keep your fungal "spirits" and your dirty voodoo trips, I’ve got a kingdom to maintain and mana at my lips! Go snort another toadstool in your mossy little den, We’re the Lords of Silvermoon—and you’re just compost, men! (Spoken) Ugh, is that a spore on my robe? Guards! Sanitize the perimeter!