The gathering 
(tune: jerusalem)

And did the staff, in ancient times, 
Walk out upon the battle green.
And were all the senior regs
Absolutely nowhere to be seen?
And the incantors did divine
Whilst mages cast their rituals
And was the gathering builded here?
Amongst these fine derbyshire hills.

Bring me my sword of latex grey,
Bring me a wench of true desire.
Bring me my beer, oh alcohol.
Get me a place by the camp fire.
I will not cease from endless fights,
Nor shall my dagger leave my hand,
Till we have had the gathering,
In derby's green and pleasant land.

From alchemists guild songsheet
Galen d'lacey