Sung to the tune of “Pretty Woman”
Smokey angel walkin’ in the bar
Smokey angel those clothes won’t get you far
Smokey angel… you are a rude one, why don’t you smile
You know burnt wings are not in style, toasty
Smokey angel you worship Alduain
Smokey angel you’ve got to be insane
Smokey angel… he is a dead god, did you not know
All this fuss must be for show
Smokey angel slam your mace
Hit my friend Rath in the face
Smokey angel I’ll give chase to you
Smokey angel things are bad
Its the worst fight ever had
Smokey angel don’t be sad for me
Fight your own fight, don’t be a jerk
Bring your kindred, to do your work
Smokey angel army never ends
Smokey angel knocking out my friends
Smokey angel there’s our getaway, hey, OK
We’ll live to fight another day, OK
I guess we’ll jump into the gate
Someday we’ll meet again, just wait
This time we run
But we’ll be back to have some fun
Yeah, it’s gonna be big fun
Oh, oh, smokey angel