One of my favorite Green Day songs, I had to parody 'Misery'. And so the result...is this, the Gung Ho Gun version of Misery.
I don't own Green Day, I don't own Misery (but I do suffer from it) I don't own Trigun, but I do own Legato.....ok....maybe not....I can hope can't I?
'Misery' by Green Day, Gung-Ho Gun style.
Dominique was a gung-ho gun of Legato.
She had a special 'thingy' on her eye
It started when she challenged Vash
Turns out that he kicked her ass
She hitched a ride to misery
Midvalley had a supersonic instrument
He was a guy who knew just how to 'play'
He sat talking to all his girls
While Legato's plot unfurled
Panhandling misery
They're gonna get high
When they're low
The fire burns from better days
And they scream why
He said I don't know
The catastrophic hymns from yesterday
Of misery
Rai-Dei was a swordsman out of place and time
He had a plan to back up E.G. Mine
A little messed up in the head
Until Wolfwood shot him dead, in the name
Of misery
E.G hit the road to good ole' Augusta
Impatient was he the night Vashie cracked
But not before he did impale
First the Cyclops then the Gale
And bit the dust eternally
And they're gonna get high
When they're low
The fire burns from better days
And they screamed why
He said I don't know
The catastrophic hymns from yesterday
Of misery
Legato's on you trail now once again...boy
He's groping in your mind until it weeps
His emptiness will fill your soul with sorrow
Because it's not what you make...it's what you leave
And we're gonna get high
When we're low
And the fire burns from better days
And We screamed why
He says I don't know
The catastrophic hymns from yesterday
Of misery
I don't own Green Day, I don't own Misery (but I do suffer from it) I don't own Trigun, but I do own Legato.....ok....maybe not....I can hope can't I?
'Misery' by Green Day, Gung-Ho Gun style.
Dominique was a gung-ho gun of Legato.
She had a special 'thingy' on her eye
It started when she challenged Vash
Turns out that he kicked her ass
She hitched a ride to misery
Midvalley had a supersonic instrument
He was a guy who knew just how to 'play'
He sat talking to all his girls
While Legato's plot unfurled
Panhandling misery
They're gonna get high
When they're low
The fire burns from better days
And they scream why
He said I don't know
The catastrophic hymns from yesterday
Of misery
Rai-Dei was a swordsman out of place and time
He had a plan to back up E.G. Mine
A little messed up in the head
Until Wolfwood shot him dead, in the name
Of misery
E.G hit the road to good ole' Augusta
Impatient was he the night Vashie cracked
But not before he did impale
First the Cyclops then the Gale
And bit the dust eternally
And they're gonna get high
When they're low
The fire burns from better days
And they screamed why
He said I don't know
The catastrophic hymns from yesterday
Of misery
Legato's on you trail now once again...boy
He's groping in your mind until it weeps
His emptiness will fill your soul with sorrow
Because it's not what you make...it's what you leave
And we're gonna get high
When we're low
And the fire burns from better days
And We screamed why
He says I don't know
The catastrophic hymns from yesterday
Of misery
