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The gang come across a golden lyre, a love-sick Draco, some melodic Amazon's, Joxer's other brother Jace, and a meddlesome mother. A Battle of the Bands is set to determine the owner of Terpsichore's melodious instrument. Hmm, Gee, I wonder who'll win this one? Did I mention that along the way they invent Disco, Rap, Blues and Punk Rock music?

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Draco: "X marks the spot, boys. The treasure should be under these pillars ... where are you, my golden one ... ahh ... the quest is finally over. The lyre's mine."
Amoria: "Correction ... since you found it on Amazon territory, I'd say it belonged to us."
Draco: "Here ... psych! No, no, no, no. Look, I'll tell you what, if you want the lyre so badly, you can pry it ... from my cold, dead fingers."
Amoria: "With pleasure."

Xena: "Well, kids ... if you can't play nice with your new toy, I'm gonna have to take it from you." Draco: "Xena." Gabrielle: "What's the Lyre doing here?" Xena: "There's more than one of them, they're hidden all over the world. It's Terpsichore's way of spreading music."

Draco: "Hi, Gabrielle."
Gabrielle: "Draco."
Joxer: "What's wrong with him?"
Gabrielle: "Baby Bliss put a spell on him."
Joxer: "Creepy."
Draco: "How can you say it's a spell when I would gladly tear out my own spleen and carve your initials on the side of it just to prove my undying love for you?"
Gabrielle: "I'm flattered."

Amoria: "Check it out, sisters. Draco the Lionheart is really Draco the Dandelion."
Draco: "You want a war, Amazon? You've got one."

Xena: "War!" Chorus (Gabs & Joxer): "What is it good for?" Xena: "Absolutely ..." Chorus: "Nothing!" Xena: "Uh huh, yeah! War!" Chorus: "What is it good for?" Xena: "Absolutely ..." Chorus: "Nothing!"

Xena:

"Listen to me now,

War is a thing that despise.

‘Cause it means destruction of innocent lives.

War means tears in thousands of mothers' eyes

When their young go out to fight and lose their lives.

War!"

Chorus:

"What is it good for?"

Xena:

"Absolutely ..."

Chorus:

"Nothing!"

Xena:

"Say it again, yeah! War!"

Chorus:

"What is it good for?"

Xena:

"Absolutely ..."

Chorus:

"Nothing!"

Gabrielle:

"It ain't nothing but a heartbreaker."

Xena:

"War!"

Joxer:

"Free only to the undertaker."

Amoria:

"War is the enemy of all mankind.

The thought of war just blows my mind.

War handed down from generation to generation,

Induction and destruction. Who wants to die?"

Xena: "Say it again, yeah! War!" Chorus: "What is it good for?" Xena: "Absolutely ..." Chorus: "Nothing!" Xena: "Say it again, yeah! War!" Chorus: "What is it good for?" Draco: "Absolutely nothing."

Draco: "Okay, since we're not going to battle it out, how are we going to decide who gets the lyre?"
Xena: "Oh, there's going to be a battle, alright ... a battle of the bands."

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