Paradise city (Bardcore - Medieval Parody Cover) Originally by Guns N' Roses

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Convey me unto the City of Paradise

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Lyrics

Convey me unto the City of Paradise,
Where the verdure is lush and the maidens fair,
Oh, prithee, take me hence!

Convey me unto the City of Paradise,
Where the verdure is lush and the maidens fair,
Oh, prithee, take me hence!

But a street urchin am I, dwelling beneath the cobble,
A tough case, hard to overcome,
Thine alms I seek, procure me sustenance,
At a later date shall I requite.
Bear it unto the line's very end.

Rags to riches, so the saying goes,
Thou must continually strive for fortune and renown.
Verily, it is all but a wager, merely a play,
Thou treat it as a grievous sin,
All are bound, serving their sentence.

Convey me unto the City of Paradise,
Where the verdure is lush and the maidens fair,
Oh, prithee, take me hence! Yea, yea!

Bound within the chair of the city’s chamber of fumes,
Why I am here escapes my ken,
The royal healer warns 'tis perilous to breathe,
Another smoke would I draw, yet sight fails me,
Tell me, whom dost thou trust?

Convey me unto the City of Paradise,
Where the verdure is lush and the maidens fair,
Take me hence, yea, yea!

Convey me unto the City of Paradise,
Where the verdure is lush and the maidens fair,
Oh, prithee, take me hence!

Afar, so distant,
Afar, so distant,
Captain America, torn asunder, now
A fool’s bauble with a sundered heart.
He cries, “Reverse my course, to the commencement return me,”
My wits I doubt, "Art thou blind?"
"I've beheld it all a thousandfold."

Convey me unto the City of Paradise,
Where the verdure is lush and the maidens fair,
Take me hence, yea, yea!

Convey me unto the City of Paradise,
Where the verdure is lush and the maidens fair,
Oh, prithee, take me hence!

Convey me unto the City of Paradise,
Where the verdure is lush and the maidens fair,
Oh, prithee, take me hence!

I yearn to depart, I desire to know,
Oh, prithee, take me hence!
I wish to behold, how splendid it may be,
Oh, prithee, take me hence!

Convey me unto the City of Paradise,
Where the verdure is lush and the maidens fair,
Take me hence, oh, prithee!

Convey me, oh yea, whirl me 'round,
Oh, prithee, take me hence!
I wish to behold, how splendid it may be,
Oh, prithee, take me hence!

Convey me unto the City of Paradise,
Where the verdure is lush and the maidens fair,
Oh, prithee, take me hence!