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malsperanzaIt's been a while since I've given any thought to LOTR: The Musical! but ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
basking_lizard kindly reminded me of it. So here is a Nazgul/Grateful Dead crossover ballad:
The Weathertop Song
(Sung by the Nazgul to Frodo. Tune: "Uncle John's Band," voted Most Irritating Dead Song 35 years running)
Nazgul 1:
Well the first slays are the hardest slays, don't you worry any more,
'Cause when life looks like Wilderland, there is danger at your door.
Think this through with me, let me know your mind set,
Woe, woe, what I want to know is: Are you mine yet?
Nazgul 2:
It's a Necromancer's choice, my friend; better take my advice.
You know all the rules by now and the fire from the ice.
Will you come with me? Won't you come with me?
Woe, woe, what I want to know: Will you come with me?
Nazgul 3:
Frodo, I gotta ask, where's the pretty bling-bling?
Our swords are made of evil things, our motto is "Put on the Ring."
So come join Uncle Eye's Band, riding to the dark,
Come with me, or stand alone, we've come to take our Frodo home.
Nazgul 4:
It's the same story Gollum told me; it's the only one he knows.
Like the evening mist we come and like the wind we go.
Now's the time to hate, please don't hesitate,
Woe, woe, what I want to know: Where did the Ring go?*
Nazgul 5:
I live in the Morgul Vale and I call it Baggins' Tomb;
I got me some violence and I want to use it soon,
I'm a ghastly dream; I can hear you scream:
Woe, woe! What I want to know: When will you let go?
All:
Come join Uncle Eye's Band on the Mount of Doom,
Got some things to talk about, there beneath the rising moon.
Come join Uncle Eye's Band riding through the night,
Come on along, or stand alone, we've come to take our Frodo home.
Woe, woe, what we want to know: When will you let go?
Yah...and the scary thing is: I hardly had to change a word.
*Haha, terrible pun! That particularly amuses me
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Edited to add: I have a feeling this is going to look damned feeble in the morning, but wotthehell, the nieces and nephews thought it was funny. Of course, they are small children; they think everything is funny.
Uncle Jack's Plan: The Cap'n Jack Sparrow Version
(Tune: still Uncle John's Band)
Well the dead days are the hardest days, don't you worry any more,
'Cause when death looks like the Caribbean, there is danger at your door.
Think this through with me; see me lose my mind,
Yo, ho, what I want to know is: Are you my kind?
It's a plank dancer's choice, my friend; better stay on the sidelines.
You know all the rules by now (well, they're really more like guidelines).
Will you come with me? Won't you come with me?
Yo, ho, what I want to know, Where's that damn monkey?
Goddamn, well I declare, have you seen my ship?
I'll blast your walls with cannonballs; my motto is "Tha's int'resting."
Come hear Uncle Jack's Plan, I'm shooting from the hip,
Fight along with Cap'n Jack, for I've come to take my Black Pearl back.
It's the same story the crew told me; it's the only one they know:
In the evening gloom they come, and before the wind I go.
Ain't got time to spare, motley's the only wear,
Yo, ho, what I want to know: Where did my ship go?
I got me a savvy wit and I'm mad nor' by nor'west;
Of all the famous buccaneers I'm still the pirate best,
Everybody says! Better than Cortez! But
Woe, woe, what I want to know: Where did my ship go?
Come hear Uncle Jack's Plan by the waterside,
Got some details to work out, here beside the rising tide.
Come hear Uncle Jack's Plan. I'm sailing with the tide,
Come on along, or I'll go alone, I'm gonna take my galleon home.
Woe, woe, what I want to know: Where did the rum go?
basking_lizard kindly reminded me of it. So here is a Nazgul/Grateful Dead crossover ballad:The Weathertop Song
(Sung by the Nazgul to Frodo. Tune: "Uncle John's Band," voted Most Irritating Dead Song 35 years running)
Nazgul 1:
Well the first slays are the hardest slays, don't you worry any more,
'Cause when life looks like Wilderland, there is danger at your door.
Think this through with me, let me know your mind set,
Woe, woe, what I want to know is: Are you mine yet?
Nazgul 2:
It's a Necromancer's choice, my friend; better take my advice.
You know all the rules by now and the fire from the ice.
Will you come with me? Won't you come with me?
Woe, woe, what I want to know: Will you come with me?
Nazgul 3:
Frodo, I gotta ask, where's the pretty bling-bling?
Our swords are made of evil things, our motto is "Put on the Ring."
So come join Uncle Eye's Band, riding to the dark,
Come with me, or stand alone, we've come to take our Frodo home.
Nazgul 4:
It's the same story Gollum told me; it's the only one he knows.
Like the evening mist we come and like the wind we go.
Now's the time to hate, please don't hesitate,
Woe, woe, what I want to know: Where did the Ring go?*
Nazgul 5:
I live in the Morgul Vale and I call it Baggins' Tomb;
I got me some violence and I want to use it soon,
I'm a ghastly dream; I can hear you scream:
Woe, woe! What I want to know: When will you let go?
All:
Come join Uncle Eye's Band on the Mount of Doom,
Got some things to talk about, there beneath the rising moon.
Come join Uncle Eye's Band riding through the night,
Come on along, or stand alone, we've come to take our Frodo home.
Woe, woe, what we want to know: When will you let go?
Yah...and the scary thing is: I hardly had to change a word.
*Haha, terrible pun! That particularly amuses me
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Edited to add: I have a feeling this is going to look damned feeble in the morning, but wotthehell, the nieces and nephews thought it was funny. Of course, they are small children; they think everything is funny.
Uncle Jack's Plan: The Cap'n Jack Sparrow Version
(Tune: still Uncle John's Band)
Well the dead days are the hardest days, don't you worry any more,
'Cause when death looks like the Caribbean, there is danger at your door.
Think this through with me; see me lose my mind,
Yo, ho, what I want to know is: Are you my kind?
It's a plank dancer's choice, my friend; better stay on the sidelines.
You know all the rules by now (well, they're really more like guidelines).
Will you come with me? Won't you come with me?
Yo, ho, what I want to know, Where's that damn monkey?
Goddamn, well I declare, have you seen my ship?
I'll blast your walls with cannonballs; my motto is "Tha's int'resting."
Come hear Uncle Jack's Plan, I'm shooting from the hip,
Fight along with Cap'n Jack, for I've come to take my Black Pearl back.
It's the same story the crew told me; it's the only one they know:
In the evening gloom they come, and before the wind I go.
Ain't got time to spare, motley's the only wear,
Yo, ho, what I want to know: Where did my ship go?
I got me a savvy wit and I'm mad nor' by nor'west;
Of all the famous buccaneers I'm still the pirate best,
Everybody says! Better than Cortez! But
Woe, woe, what I want to know: Where did my ship go?
Come hear Uncle Jack's Plan by the waterside,
Got some details to work out, here beside the rising tide.
Come hear Uncle Jack's Plan. I'm sailing with the tide,
Come on along, or I'll go alone, I'm gonna take my galleon home.
Woe, woe, what I want to know: Where did the rum go?
