Put on my feathered shoes and I,
Swam Lake Rumare,
Touched down on the Imperial Waterfront,
I didn't swim very far,
Met my good friend Methredel,
She's just become a thief,
Yeah I'm at the Floating Bloat now,
But I don't really like the beef;

CHORUS:

Then I'm walking in Cyrodiil,
I was walking round an Aylied ruin,
Walking in Cyrodiil,
But the Provincial Trust won't let me in;

Saw the ghost of the emperor,
He'd been killed by assasins,
Followed him up to the gates of the palace,
And I watched him walk right in,
Now Heronimus Lex didn't see him,
He just chased after the Gray Fox,
He's giving himself grief waiting for the thief,
In a place where no one wears socks;

CHORUS

They've got brandy on the table,
They've got drunk laughter in the air,
And Brother Martin be glad to see you,
If you want to cut his hair,
They've all got long hair in Cyrodiil;

And Traven does the magic,
At the Arcane University,
He doesn't like necromancers,
But he'll have you round for tea,
And Miss Vilena Donton,
Well she runs the Fighters Guild,
She said "Tell me do you love the Nine, child" and I say,
Man I do tonight;

CHORUS x2

Put on my feathered shoes and I,
Swam Lake Rumare,
Touched down on the Imperial Waterfront,
I didn't swim very far,
Touched down on the Imperial Waterfront,
I didn't swim very far.