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George R. R. Martin, please write, and write faster
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You're not going to get any younger, you know
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Winter is coming, I'm growing impatient
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And you've still got two more damn books left to go
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So write, George, write like the wind!

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I curse the day that my friend ever loaned me
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An old dog-eared paperback called Game of Thrones
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How could I know that this seed would grow into
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An addiction that held me, right down to my bones
Em
Now, five books later, I lurk with the masses
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Indignant, entitled, and waiting for word
         Em
That the great Bearded Glacier has finally published
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Nine hundred more pages of crack for the nerds

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Why does every new verse of your song
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Keep taking you so goddamn long?

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George R. R. Martin, please write, and write faster
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Please give us boiled leather, and sigils and steel
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We need our allotment of incest and intrigue
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And six page descriptions of every last meal
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So write, George, write like the wind!

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Lewis took five years to chronicle Narnia
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Tolkien had twelve years, and Rowling took ten
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Lucas spent nearly three decades on Star Wars
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And we all know how that one turned out in the end
Em
You're not our bitch, and you're not a machine
       Am                        D
And we don't mean to dictate how you spend your days
    Em
But please, bear in mind, in the time that you've had,
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William Shakespeare churned out thirty-five friggin' plays

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And if you keep writing so slow
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You'll hold up the HBO show

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George R. R. Martin, please write, and write faster
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Cause we won't stop whining until we're appeased
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Crap out the chapters and George, while you're at it
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Stop killing our favourite characters, please
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And write, George, write... like the wind!

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(George R.R. Martin, please write, and write faster
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Before you are dead, George, please write like the wind)



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