Author's Notes: I don't own it.
Crouch was sitting at his desk, scowling at the newspaper. He called Percy Weasley into his office; Percy was the only one that understood. "The whole world's gone low-brow," Crouch began. "Thing's ain't what they used to be."
"They sure ain't, Barty," Percy faithfully replied. "They sure ain't it's all gone." All of the sudden, Percy had a need to sing. He couldn't figure out why, but for some reason, he decided that his two brothers were to blame…
Percy:
Whatever
happened to fair dealing?
And pure ethics
And nice manners?
Why
is it everyone now is a pain in the ass?
Whatever happened to
class?
Crouch:
Class.
Whatever happened to, "Please,
may I?"
And, "Yes, thank you?"
And, "How
charming?"
Now, every son of a bitch is a snake in the
grass
Whatever happened to class?
Percy and
Crouch:
Class!
Ah, there ain't no gentlemen
To open up the
doors
There ain't no ladies now,
There's only D.E.s (Death
Eaters) and Aurors
And even kids'll knock ya' down
So's
they can pass
Nobody's got no class!
Percy:
Whatever
happened to old values?
Crouch:
And fine
morals?
Percy:
And good breeding?
Crouch:
Now, no
one even says "oops" when they're
Passing their
gas
Whatevcer happened to class?
Percy:
Class
Percy and Crouch:
Ah,
there ain't no gentlemen
That's fit for any use
And any girl'd
touch your privates
For a deuce
Crouch:
And even kids'll
hex your shins and throw dung bombs
Percy:
And even kids'll
hex your shins and throw dung bombs
Percy and
Crouch:
Nobody's got no class!
Percy:
All you read about
today is pranks and kills
Crouch:
Jesus Christ, ain't there
no decency left?
Percy and Crouch:
Nobody's got no
class!
Crouch:
Every guy is a snot!
Percy:
Every
girl is a twat!
Crouch:
Holy shit
Percy:
Holy
shit
Crouch:
What a shame
Percy:
What a
shame
Percy and Crouch:
What became of class?