Sidious and Jar-Jarfunkel
Some wee ditties...
(to the tune of The Boxer)
In the clearing stands the Jedi,
A fighter by his trade,
And he struggles to remember
Any kill he ever made that wasn’t
Or a force push,
Or a crummy DFA
“I am winning, I am winning”
his lameness never waned.
(to the tune of the Sound of Silence)
After one o’ four I saw,
A few dozen people maybe more,
People duelling without thinking,
People battling without looking,
People having fights that no-one ever won,
The players were gone,
Leaving the sounds of sabres.
I've got a few more of these, including full length versions of rock n' roll suicide and a different sound of silence. I'm also looking forward to doing C3PO's rap.
Does anybody actually want me to show the others or are these a load of old hairy hedgehogs?
Oh yeah, these don't really show my sentiments regarding the oatch/es, it was just the only way I could make stuff rhyme.