To the tune of "Changes" by David Bowie

[dream_ons]

I still don’t know what mod I was waiting for,
And the hoblings were running wild.
A million dead goblins
Every time I thought I got a gold,
It seemed the treasure was a box.
So I turned to face the nobles,
But I never caught my share.
Of how the guild must be a power gamer,
I’m much to slow to catch that pest.

Ja. Ja..Ja… Jaded!
(Choose to flee this mod)
Ja. Ja..Ja… Jaded!
Don’t wanna be an undead one
Ja. Ja..Ja… Jaded!
(Choose to flee this mod)
Ja. Ja..Ja… Jaded!
Just gonna make a golem one
Plot may change me,
But I can’t change plot.

I watch the monsters change their body,
When ever I’m about to win,
As rare as that may be.
So, that one doesn’t take normal,
And celestial will just resist.
But still these games I go to,
To try to change these planes.
They’re immune to chaos magic,
I’m quite aware they won’t take silver to.

Ja. Ja..Ja… Jaded!
(Choose to flee this mod)
Ja. Ja..Ja… Jaded!
Throw up my hands and rant a bit
Ja. Ja..Ja… Jaded!
(Choose to flee this mod)
Ja. Ja..Ja… Jaded!
Where’s your shame,
They’ve stolen the box again.
Plot may change me,
But I can’t change plot.

Strange over scaled creatures are hitting me,
No changes are taking the HOIP I’m running through

Ja. Ja..Ja… Jaded!
(Choose to flee this mod)
Ja. Ja..Ja… Jaded!
Oh look out you happy half-orcs!
Ja. Ja..Ja… Jaded!
(Choose to flee this mod)
Ja. Ja..Ja… Jaded!
Pretty soon your gonna be war chief.
Plot can’t change me,
But I can change plot.

I said that, Plot can’t change me,
But I can change plot.