To the tune of Angels we have heard on high
To Nova, Prongs, Dobby, and Wormtail.
DOWN WITH BINNS!
Hark the Phoenix that Laments
Sweetly singing at the grave
And the order in reply
Singing out this joyous phrase
WE-ee-ee-ee-ee-eeeee-ee-ee-ee-ee-eeee-ee-ee-ee-ee-won-the-war
And the death eaters are dead
WE-ee-ee-ee-ee-eeeee-ee-ee-ee-ee-eeee-ee-ee-ee-ee-won-the-war
Voldemort won't ki-ill again
Now they all come back to life
People were imperusied
All those who were scared to hide
Are in Azkaban or died
WE-ee-ee-ee-ee-eeeee-ee-ee-ee-ee-eeee-ee-ee-ee-ee-won-the-war
And the death eaters are dead
WE-ee-ee-ee-ee-eeeee-ee-ee-ee-ee-eeee-ee-ee-ee-ee-won-the-war
Voldemort won't ki-ill again
Tom Riddle is dead at last
Hogsmeade has returned again
Fred and Tonks and Lupin, gasp
Finally will be avenged
Cuz
WE-ee-ee-ee-ee-eeeee-ee-ee-ee-ee-eeee-ee-ee-ee-ee-won-the-war
And the death eaters are dead
WE-ee-ee-ee-ee-eeeee-ee-ee-ee-ee-eeee-ee-ee-ee-ee-won-the-war
Voldemort won't ki-ill again