YMCA (Bardcore - Medieval Parody Cover) Originally by The Village People

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Lyrics
Young sir, there's no cause to be dismayed,
I say, young sir, lift thyself from the earth,
I say, young sir, as thou art in a new borough,
There's no cause to feel sorrow.

Young sir, there's a place thou canst visit,
I say, young sir, when thy purse is light,
Thou canst abide there, and I am certain thou wilt discover,
Many ways to partake in merry diversions.

'Tis merry to sojourn at the Y.M.C.A,
'Tis merry to sojourn at the Y.M.C.A.

They possess all for young men to relish,
Thou canst consort with all the lads.

'Tis merry to sojourn at the Y.M.C.A,
'Tis merry to sojourn at the Y.M.C.A.

Thou canst cleanse thyself, partake of a fine meal,
Thou art free to do whatever thou desirest.

Young sir, art thou attending to my words?
I say, young sir, what dost thou aspire to become?
I say, young sir, thou canst realize thy dreams,
But thou must be aware of this one truth:

No man achieves everything by himself,
I say, young sir, set aside thy pride,
And just venture there, to the Y.M.C.A,
I am sure they can aid thee this day.

'Tis merry to sojourn at the Y.M.C.A,
'Tis merry to sojourn at the Y.M.C.A.

They possess all for young men to relish,
Thou canst consort with all the lads.

'Tis merry to sojourn at the Y.M.C.A,
'Tis merry to sojourn at the Y.M.C.A.

Thou canst cleanse thyself, partake of a fine meal,
Thou art free to do whatever thou desirest.

Young sir, I once wore thy shoes,
I declared, I was downcast and beset with melancholy,
I felt no man cared if I existed,
I perceived the entire world was oppressive.

That’s when someone approached me,
And said, young sir, make thy way up the street,
There's a place there known as the Y.M.C.A,
They can set thee on thy path anew.

'Tis merry to sojourn at the Y.M.C.A,
'Tis merry to sojourn at the Y.M.C.A.

They possess all for young men to relish,
Thou canst consort with all the lads.

Y.M.C.A, 'tis merry to sojourn at the Y.M.C.A,

Young sir, young sir, there’s no need to feel dismayed,
Young sir, young sir, lift thyself from the ground,

Y.M.C.A, thou shalt find it at the Y.M.C.A,

No man, young sir, achieves all by himself,
Young sir, young sir, set aside thy pride,

Y.M.C.A, and just venture to the Y.M.C.A.