End of The World?
A/N - This is just an odd little songfic copying the style (and some of the PROPER words) of the song End of The World. Oh yes, for those who know the words, note that every time the word 'dummy' is mentioned I put in 'Gondor' ;-) Just a bit of fun. If you don't know the words but want to, just e-mail or review me asking for the words and I will send them to you, providing you provide me with an address to send them to. Also, if you want any dumb LoTR Bloopers sent to you, do same as above and I will send you the ones I made up for FoTR. Oh yes, and anyone wanting 'Signs You Are Addicted To LoTR' is welcome to do the same. :-) Just a little bit of self-promotion, even though lists and bloopers are banned on ff.n, I still want to share the products of my odd mind.
Disclaimer - I don't own the song, I don't own the characters, I just own my very own HUG FROM LEGOLAS!!!
It's the end of Middle-Earth, and I feel fine.
That's great, it starts with an earthquake, Elves,
dwarves and Balrogs, yeah Aragorn is not afraid (not afraid)
Eye of an evil guy, listen to the world cry - Shire serves its own needs,
Gondor serve your own needs. Feed up all your hobbits, grunt, no, strength, Ladder
start to clatter with the fear fight down height. Shire in the fire,
representing Seven Stones, a Ranger out for hire and a combat site.
Left of west and coming in a hurry with the furies breathing down your
neck. Team by team of Uruks, fighting bad, killing stuff. Look at that
low playing! Fine, then, uh-oh, overflow, marching Ents and stolen weed
but we'll just see. Save yourself, serve yourself, world serves its own needs,
listen to your heart bleed, Gondor with the rapture and the revered and the right.
You vitriolic, patriotic, slam, fight, bright light, feeling pretty psyched.
It's the end of Middle-Earth,
It's the end of Middle-Earth,
It's the end of Middle-Earth, and I feel fine.
Six o'clock, dinner hour. Don't get caught in evil towers. Slash
and burn, return, listen to your stomach churn, looking in, uniforming, town burning
blood letting, every motive escalate, Denethor incinerate, step down, step down,
watch armies crush, crushed, uh-oh, this means no fear, cavalier, Saruman steer clear,
a tournament a tournament, a tournament of lies. Offer me much power, offer me
alternatives and I decline.
It's the end of Middle-Earth,
It's the end of Middle-Earth,
It's the end of Middle-Earth, and I feel fine.
Last night I dreamed of knives, Fellowship must divide,
Misty Mountains in a line, Saruman's secret stash of wine,
boats on the Anduin, Imladris and firework bangs,
birthday party, cheesecake, and Merry B. too,
you really oughta wanna melt down Ring, right? Right.
It's the end of Middle-Earth,
It's the end of Middle-Earth,
It's the end of Middle-Earth, and I feel fine.
