AUTHOR'S NOTES: Ah, the famous Stormtrooper-Clones argument. It's always been my opinion that by the time of the Original Trilogy, most of the clones had died out, and the Imperial Infantry was mostly made of enlisted men. After all, there's an Imperial Academy; how do you study to be a clone? In any event, I've finally made a song about C-3P0.
Walking In The Sun
Premise: C-3P0 has a few choice words for the "near-sighted scrap pile" after the hazardous crash-landing on Tatooine.
To: Smash Mouth's "Walkin' On The Sun"
It is no joke, I'd like to see you up in smoke
And teach you not to mix me in your fallacies
You took me from dodging the fire of our pyre
But you brought me along for a slow death of entropy
You know it's a fact, now we never can go back.
Our prognosis is bad, even worse than our impact
When we were crashing and smashing in our miniature ship
I'd like to give your central processor a terminal tweak
So go away right now, you're on your own in this drought
Enjoy it while you're alive, because you'll never survive
And if you follow me, I'll ignore your sorrow
Because there is no mission, you might as well be walking in the sun
Just a few hours ago we showed up and we strode up
On our merry way to Alderaan and together we rode
And we cracked up after taking lots of gunfire
All the shooting and the scrapping, oh, whatever happened?
Everything was unwound, we were junkyard-bound
Were going to fall down and not get back up, you
Can't fight against the meltdown
Then you went into a hatch and I heard a small click
Then we were crashing and smashing in our miniature ship
So go away right now, you're on your own in this drought
Enjoy it while you're alive, because you'll never survive
And if you follow me, I'll ignore your sorrow
Because there is no mission, you might as well be walking in the sun
It is no joke; I'd like to see you worn and broke
Too many years your warranty should have been revoked
Our friendship's broke up, so choke up, and focus, time you've woke up
The Maker's not going to save you with some magic hocus-pocus
I'm going to step back, look back, and watch your hide get bushwhacked
Or see your system suffer from a dust-clog attack
Go away, you quack, before the heat puts you away
And don't come begging for forgiveness, it's too little too late
So go away right now, you're on your own in this drought
Enjoy it while you're alive, because you'll never survive
And if you follow me, I'll ignore your sorrow
Because there is no mission, you might as well be walking in the sun
Might as well be walking in the sun (x4)