Making your mark in the caverns dark

Takes everything you've got

Taking a break from being summoned

Sure would help a lot

Wouldn't you like to get away?

All those quests where you get no rest

Because you made a pact

You're a bracelet up but two spells down

'Cause they said "Malefact"

And your daughter's trapped somewhere again

Sometimes you want to go

Where no one knows your calling name

Or the burden of your fame

You want to cease and find some peace

Just 'til you miss the acclaim

You want to be where no one knows your calling name

Time out is gone and the quest is on

The helmet's been replaced

And your elf ran off "to forest"

A genie's in your face

And the dungeoneer fell down a hole

Be glad there's one place in the world

Where no one knows the Greater Game

And your year of orange shame

Blundering teams and Lord Fear's schemes

Need to escape the shame

You want to be where no one knows the Greater Game

Where no one knows your calling name

Or the burden of your fame

Where no one knows the Greater Game

And your year of orange shame...