Imagine Lord Voldemort with an electric guitar and a mic…
Buddy you're a poor boy born to a family
That I thought I had destroyed without a trace
You've got a scar on your face--you big disgrace
Just wait until I come and put you into your place!
We will, we will, rock you!
Sing it! We will, we will, rock you!
We will, we will, rock you!
So you've gone to Hogwarts--teachers started thinking
That you'd grow up to take on the world some day
You've got hair in your face--you big disgrace
Waving that wand all over the place!
Sing it! We will, we will, rock you!
We will, we will, rock you!
We will, we will, rock you!
Lots of music
Buddy you're a poor boy born to a family
That I thought I had destroyed without a trace
You've got a scar on your face--you big disgrace
Just wait until I come and put you into your place!
We will, we will, rock you!
Sing it! We will, we will, rock you!
We will, we will, rock you!