For those unaware, whenever you crack open a Busch Lite the mountains start singing. And this morning, following grueling days of NAP cooldown I headed for the grand mountains of Busch, to toast one for our soon to be fallen honorable brethren of CE. To my surprise the winds whispered something a little like this…
Lately, I’ve been, I’ve been losing sleep
Dreaming about the things that we could be
But CE, I’ve been, I’ve been playing hard
Said no more counting nobles
We’ll be counting caps
Yeah, we’ll be counting caps.
I see this war, like a swinging vine
Swing my nobles to your frontline
On the forums it’s been polled
Your family’s getting rolled.
Cold, my Busch is ice-cold
Drunks, but we’re bold
And I don’t think the boys are sold
On our growth being controlled.
I feel something so right
Catting your smithies
And I feel something so wrong
With you taking refugees
I couldn’t lie, couldn’t lie, couldn’t lie
Every time you’ve stacked us it’s been on 0 wall.
Lately, I’ve been, I’ve been losing sleep
Dreaming about the things that we could be
But CE, I’ve been, I’ve been playing hard
Said no more counting nobles
We’ll be counting caps
Yeah, we’ll be counting caps.
It’s a bad day to be a Busch Lite cause the Busch boys are down for a fight. Busch declares war on CE and CE-DD.
Raise a Busch to fair, fun, and competitive battles.
