Stuck inside this old house
Feeling rather useless
Wish I could be fighting
Once again
Like you, Neville
My grandson, Neville
Neville…
If things never get set to rights,
Gonna put up one huge fight
Towards the person attacking me,
All I need's a good reason to flee
If things never get set to rights
If things never get set to rights…
(music swells)
Well, the Ministry was feeling murderous:
Neville could not be undone!
He led the D.A.; they sought to make him pay,
No attempt was ever won!
Niceties were through
Here's what they'd do:
They hatched a plan;
To kidnap Gran
It'd show that Longbottom!
(chorus)
But now Gran's on the run, Gran's on the run!
The plan backfired; now Gran's admired;
She's telling everyone….
(Verse 2)
Well, Thicknesse assigned Dawlish to the case
Since the job was an easy one
"She's a fragile thing, she won't feel the sting
Now go over and get it done!"
Dawlish obeyed,
He should have stayed!
Gran kicked his ass, she taught him class
He never could have won!
So now Gran's on the run, Gran's on the run!
(interlude)
Yeah, now Gran's on the run, Gran's on the run!
Gran's number one; Gran clearly won.
(Verse 3)
Thus, Dawlish spent some much-needed time
In St. Mungo's healing care
Meanwhile, Gran got word
That You-Know-Who was heard
at Hogwarts – He was there!
So, Gran came back;
To help Neville attack!
And to this day,
No one dares prey
On any Longbottom!
(chorus)
Now, Gran's had her run,
She'd clearly won!
Gran's a brave one;
As is her loyal grandson!