Tywin

Song: Scrooge From Muppet's Christmas Carol

When the cold wind blows it chills you

Chills you to the Bone

But there's nothing in nature

That freezes your heart

Like years of being alone

It fills you with Indifference

Like a drunk is filled with gin

And the worst of the worst

The most hated and cursed

Is the man called Lord Tywin

Unkind as any

With the wrath of many

This is Tywin Lannister

There goes Mr. Humbug

There goes Mr. Grim

If they gave a prize for being mean

The winner would be him

Old Tywin loves his money

Cause he believes it's power

If he were any flavor

You could bet it would be sour

There goes Mr. Skinflint

There goes Mr. Greed

The undisputed master of

The underhanded deed

He charges all a fortune

And he puts us all in debt

The smallfolk live in misery

And blood is in their sweat

He must be so lonely

He must be so sad

He goes to extremes

To convince us he's bad

He's really a victim of fear and of tide

Look close there must be

A sweet man inside

Naaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah

There goes Mr. Outrage

There goes Mr. Sneer

He has no time for friends or fun

His anger makes that clear

Don't ask him for a favor

Cause his ruthlessness increases

No crust of bread for those in need

Or a single coin for cheeses

There goes Mr. Heartless

There goes Mr. Cruel

He never gives, he only takes

Yes that's his only rule

If being mean's a way of life

He'll practice and rehearse

Then all that work is paying off

Cause Tywin's getting worse

Every day, in every way

Tywin's getting worse