Smelly Wookiee, Smelly Wookiee, what are they feeding you? Smelly Wookiee, Smelly Wookiee, it's not your fault. They won't take you to the vet, You're obviously not their favorite pet. You may not be a bed of roses, And you're no friend to those with noses. Smelly Wookiee, Smelly Wookiee, what are they feeding you? Smelly Wookiee, Smelly Wookiee, it's not your fault.
They won't take you to the vet, You're obviously not their favorite pet. You may not be a bed of roses, And you're no friend to those with noses.
Smelly Wookiee, Smelly Wookiee, what are they feeding you? Smelly Wookiee, Smelly Wookiee, it's not your fault.
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I'm a Wookiee, and I'm okay, I sleep all night and I work all day. I cut down trees, I look for heals, And ride my landspeeder, I put on Wookiee's clothing, and hang around in bars. I'm a Wookiee, and I'm okay, I sleep all night and I work all day.
There once was a Wookiee from Kashyyyk, Who played the kloo horn with much magic. He played in cantinas, earning but peanuts, In AFK groups, it's just tragic.
Woke up this morning, Then I went into town. Was given an Imperial warning, By the troopers all around. (Refrain) Got the Wookiee Blues, baby, Oh, no, Lowca is down. Got the Wookiee Blues, baby, The most unstable server I've found. They searched me for spice, It didn't take long. Then they said, real nice, “Move along, move along.” Refrain Went to the Med Center, Scratching my arms and my knees. Doc took one look at my fur, And said, “Son, it looks like fleas.” Refrain I just don't understand, then, I groom my fur each day. It must be from that Ewok, Man, he's gonna pay! Refrain
(Refrain) Got the Wookiee Blues, baby, Oh, no, Lowca is down. Got the Wookiee Blues, baby, The most unstable server I've found.
They searched me for spice, It didn't take long. Then they said, real nice, “Move along, move along.”
Refrain
Went to the Med Center, Scratching my arms and my knees. Doc took one look at my fur, And said, “Son, it looks like fleas.”
I just don't understand, then, I groom my fur each day. It must be from that Ewok, Man, he's gonna pay!
The rappin' Wookiee is back in town, Rappin' in Theed and all around, Now sit right back and grab a seat, And listen to my rhymes, they can't be beat. Now I started my days on Corellia, Playin' dope songs, they were silly-a, Shootin' butterflies and having a ball, No credits to my name, but standin' tall. Moved to Naboo and opened a shop, Sold those torches - 500 a pop, Then I ventured out to Babelon, For a charity raffle, it sure was fun. Fell in love with the city and made it my home, Built myself a house so I wouldn't roam, Mastered the music so I could entertain, A musical Wookiee, they said I was insane. But now I'm here and I'm rockin' the mic, A musical Wookiee, what's not to like? I bring smiles to the faces, my rhymes aren't lazy, Fleas in my fur? Boy, you must be crazy. Rappin' old-school in Shyriiwook, Grunting and growling to make you look, This rhyme's been going for a bit too long, So I think it's time to end this song.
Now I started my days on Corellia, Playin' dope songs, they were silly-a, Shootin' butterflies and having a ball, No credits to my name, but standin' tall.
Moved to Naboo and opened a shop, Sold those torches - 500 a pop, Then I ventured out to Babelon, For a charity raffle, it sure was fun.
Fell in love with the city and made it my home, Built myself a house so I wouldn't roam, Mastered the music so I could entertain, A musical Wookiee, they said I was insane.
But now I'm here and I'm rockin' the mic, A musical Wookiee, what's not to like? I bring smiles to the faces, my rhymes aren't lazy, Fleas in my fur? Boy, you must be crazy.
Rappin' old-school in Shyriiwook, Grunting and growling to make you look, This rhyme's been going for a bit too long, So I think it's time to end this song.
It's the Wook-i-double e, y'all! Yeah, the Boogie Wookiee's here, kickin' rhymes for you, Playin' in cantinas all across Naboo. People seem to think I'm just a teddy bear, But my rap's so fine, no others can compare. (Refrain) Boogie Woookiee, playin' songs at the shuttle, Boogie Woookiee, he makes ya wanna cuddle. Boogie Woookiee, more rhymes than you can count, Boogie Woookiee, let me hear ya /yell “BOWNT”! /sing Bownt-chicka-bownt-wownt, chicka bownt-wownt, /sing Bownt-chicka-bownt-wownt, chicka bownt-wownt. A master entertainer, I always rock the mic, The mand or the nalargon, I rock it all night. I win the crowd with laughter, I win them with charm, If y'all don't like it, then I'm gonna rip some arms! Refrain Now /wave your hands around, /raise them in da air, And /boogie to da beat like ya just don't ca-are. This song is almost over, so don't forget me, My name is Kalabakk, the rhymin' Wook-i-double e. Refrain
(Refrain) Boogie Woookiee, playin' songs at the shuttle, Boogie Woookiee, he makes ya wanna cuddle. Boogie Woookiee, more rhymes than you can count, Boogie Woookiee, let me hear ya /yell “BOWNT”! /sing Bownt-chicka-bownt-wownt, chicka bownt-wownt, /sing Bownt-chicka-bownt-wownt, chicka bownt-wownt.
A master entertainer, I always rock the mic, The mand or the nalargon, I rock it all night. I win the crowd with laughter, I win them with charm, If y'all don't like it, then I'm gonna rip some arms!
Now /wave your hands around, /raise them in da air, And /boogie to da beat like ya just don't ca-are. This song is almost over, so don't forget me, My name is Kalabakk, the rhymin' Wook-i-double e.
He's two feet tall and oh, so green, Always good and never mean. The wisest guy you've ever seen, 900 years old and his mind's still keen. He lead the Counsel of Jedi Knights, Through good and bad and many plights. He does no wrongs and teaches rights, Don't mess with him in a saber fight. Floppy ears and big round eyes, Judge him not based on his size. He knows the Force and is so wise, On Dagobah he met his demise. Speaks strange, he does, but don't you fret, My rhymin's not quite over yet. In a battle of Force, on him I'd bet, The galaxy is in his debt. Looks like a Muppet, or so they say, But his lessons, with you, will always stay. His race is unclear even to this day, But he'll help the Jedi see another day. Refrain
He lead the Counsel of Jedi Knights, Through good and bad and many plights. He does no wrongs and teaches rights, Don't mess with him in a saber fight.
Floppy ears and big round eyes, Judge him not based on his size. He knows the Force and is so wise, On Dagobah he met his demise.
Speaks strange, he does, but don't you fret, My rhymin's not quite over yet. In a battle of Force, on him I'd bet, The galaxy is in his debt.
Looks like a Muppet, or so they say, But his lessons, with you, will always stay. His race is unclear even to this day, But he'll help the Jedi see another day.
This is an extremely ancient Wookiee song traditionally only sung in times of mourning. It is said that this song comes from a time long before the Republic was founded. Very few non-Wookiees have ever heard this song, but I thought it fitting to sing in Faolain's honor. The song is called “The Last Hunt,” and it is the tale of a young Wookiee and his rite of passage.
Way up in the wroshyr trees, A cub was born for all to see, His eyes were bright, his heart was strong, His arms were big and his legs were long. The little cub, he soon did walk, He'd pretend to hunt and pretend to stalk, His coat still held its child's fur, He was sweet and kind, that's for sure. This little cub began to grow, He longed to hunt in the forest below. His eyes still bright, his heart still strong, He knew of honor and did no wrong. Bigger now this Wookiee was, His thick brown fur held no baby fuzz. He offered help to those in need, A fine example for all to heed. Then came the day of his rite of passage, Ryyyk blade in hand, but showed no rage. Away he went down in the black, But the brave young Wookiee did not come back. They searched for him 'til they were worn, Up in the trees they all did mourn, The tears did fly like sparks from a welder, All of them, except one elder. The old Wookiee, he had a grin, The other stared and puzzled at him. “How can you smile?” the elder heard, He raised his head and said these words: “Remember the smiles he always brought, Remember how of himself, he never thought. Remember his life and not his grave, Remember how freely, help he gave. When I think of this, I can't help but grin, As sweet as kolvissh blossoms in the wind. He made the world a better place, That is why there is a smile on my face. If each of you can be remembered such, Then full was your life, and those you touched. So I smile for him and his memory, Now stay your crying and smile with me.”
The little cub, he soon did walk, He'd pretend to hunt and pretend to stalk, His coat still held its child's fur, He was sweet and kind, that's for sure.
This little cub began to grow, He longed to hunt in the forest below. His eyes still bright, his heart still strong, He knew of honor and did no wrong.
Bigger now this Wookiee was, His thick brown fur held no baby fuzz. He offered help to those in need, A fine example for all to heed.
Then came the day of his rite of passage, Ryyyk blade in hand, but showed no rage. Away he went down in the black, But the brave young Wookiee did not come back.
They searched for him 'til they were worn, Up in the trees they all did mourn, The tears did fly like sparks from a welder, All of them, except one elder.
The old Wookiee, he had a grin, The other stared and puzzled at him. “How can you smile?” the elder heard, He raised his head and said these words:
“Remember the smiles he always brought, Remember how of himself, he never thought. Remember his life and not his grave, Remember how freely, help he gave.
When I think of this, I can't help but grin, As sweet as kolvissh blossoms in the wind. He made the world a better place, That is why there is a smile on my face.
If each of you can be remembered such, Then full was your life, and those you touched. So I smile for him and his memory, Now stay your crying and smile with me.”
Around the general the pilots sat, To get a briefing for the attack. The star does well against large ships, that makes sense, But a small fighter could penetrate its defense. Fly down there and find the small port, It's two meters wide, the sources report. A direct hit will start a chain reaction, And no others will suffer the fate of Alderaan. The time of attack was drawing near, All of the pilots were gathered here, X-Wings and Y-Wings, they all were humming, The Falcon was leaving, it wasn't coming, “Take care of yourself, it's what you do best,” Said the whiny farm boy to the guy in the vest. S-foils are open, the ships have deployed, Approaching the Death Star, with intent to destroy. “Look at the size of that thing” says the guy in Red 2, “Cut the chatter,” came the response as they flew. Luke takes a hit, and Artoo, he does fix, Wedge blasts some TIE's, it was Luke they had picked. Down the trench goes Y-wing Gold 5, He hopes he'll come out of there safe and alive. The guns stop their fire, could this be the end? Then a group of TIE's shows up straight overhead. They fire and they blast, and down the wings go, One, two, and three, the TIE's shoot and blow. Some X-wings head down to meet their end, And almost succeed, but the TIE's strike again. The lead fired hard at the exhaust vent, But they hit the surface and didn't go in. Vader and friends are quite the top guns, And wait for the next round of Rebels to run. Biggs, Wedge, and Luke go in at full throttle, “Like Beggar's Canyon back home,” Luke says with a chortle. The TIE fighters come in at bearing point-3, Wedge takes a hit, there's no choice but to flee, Biggs gets blown up, now Luke's all alone, Vader senses that the Force is strong in this one. “Use the Force, Luke” says the voice in Luke's head, It sounds like Kenobi, but how, he is dead? “Let go, Luke... Luke, trust me” the voice says, not rough, The targeting computer, Luke then switches off. Artoo gets hit and it looks pretty bad, The Star clears the planet, and Tarkin is glad. “You may fire when ready,” the Grand Moff said, Not knowing that soon, he'd explode and be dead. It looks like Luke will not make it safe home, When suddenly a TIE above smokes and explodes. With the sun at its back, and its quad cannons smokin' It's Han and Chewy in the Millennium Falcon! The two other TIEs collide and off course they are thrown, “You're all clear, kid, not let's blow this thing and go home!” The shots are away, the Force guides them there, The fighters all scramble to make their way clear. The Death Star blows into pieces, must be a billion, “Great shot, kid, that was one in a million!” Yavin IV cheers, in the base and its hallways, “Remember, the Force will be with you, always.”
The time of attack was drawing near, All of the pilots were gathered here, X-Wings and Y-Wings, they all were humming, The Falcon was leaving, it wasn't coming, “Take care of yourself, it's what you do best,” Said the whiny farm boy to the guy in the vest.
S-foils are open, the ships have deployed, Approaching the Death Star, with intent to destroy. “Look at the size of that thing” says the guy in Red 2, “Cut the chatter,” came the response as they flew. Luke takes a hit, and Artoo, he does fix, Wedge blasts some TIE's, it was Luke they had picked.
Down the trench goes Y-wing Gold 5, He hopes he'll come out of there safe and alive. The guns stop their fire, could this be the end? Then a group of TIE's shows up straight overhead. They fire and they blast, and down the wings go, One, two, and three, the TIE's shoot and blow.
Some X-wings head down to meet their end, And almost succeed, but the TIE's strike again. The lead fired hard at the exhaust vent, But they hit the surface and didn't go in. Vader and friends are quite the top guns, And wait for the next round of Rebels to run.
Biggs, Wedge, and Luke go in at full throttle, “Like Beggar's Canyon back home,” Luke says with a chortle. The TIE fighters come in at bearing point-3, Wedge takes a hit, there's no choice but to flee, Biggs gets blown up, now Luke's all alone, Vader senses that the Force is strong in this one.
“Use the Force, Luke” says the voice in Luke's head, It sounds like Kenobi, but how, he is dead? “Let go, Luke... Luke, trust me” the voice says, not rough, The targeting computer, Luke then switches off. Artoo gets hit and it looks pretty bad, The Star clears the planet, and Tarkin is glad. “You may fire when ready,” the Grand Moff said, Not knowing that soon, he'd explode and be dead.
It looks like Luke will not make it safe home, When suddenly a TIE above smokes and explodes. With the sun at its back, and its quad cannons smokin' It's Han and Chewy in the Millennium Falcon! The two other TIEs collide and off course they are thrown, “You're all clear, kid, not let's blow this thing and go home!” The shots are away, the Force guides them there, The fighters all scramble to make their way clear.
The Death Star blows into pieces, must be a billion, “Great shot, kid, that was one in a million!” Yavin IV cheers, in the base and its hallways, “Remember, the Force will be with you, always.”
Now here's a little story, I've got to tell, About a big brown Wookiee from Doaba Guerfel. It started way back in 2003, On the Lowca server in SWG. I'm a little Wookiee, Kalabakk is here, Was on a shuttle trip when the Imperials appeared. Riding across space, then troopers in my face, Cause they think there is spice and junk in this place. One broke Wookiee I be, All by myself, without nobody. The sun is beating down on my furry back, Newbie pistol in my hand, three melons in my pack. Lookin' at this girl, she really was so kind, Gave me a hundred credits, I said, “Thanks” - she didn't mind. I'll tell a little story - one that's well rehearsed, Not long in the game and the melons got nerfed. Slitherhorn in my hand, hoping for a tip, My voice was hoarse, my throat was dry - a trooper on my hip. He said, “Move along, move along,” I muttered, “Imperial bum.” Had a chance to run, He pulled out his big gun. Quick on the draw, I thought I'd be dead, He put the gun to my head and this is what he said, “Now my name is TK421 - I've got a license to kill, I think you know what time it is - it's time to get ill. Now what do we have here - illegal spice that is near, The Empire runs this land, you understand, do I make myself clear?” We stepped in the cantina, he had a gun, I ordered gin, You think this story's over, but it's ready to begin. “Now I got the gun - you got the brew, You got two choices of what you can do. It's not a tough decision as you can see, I can blow you away or you can give your spice to me.” I said, I'll give it to you if you stop giving orders, Now listen while I play my sliterhorn-er. I'll play it like this, I'll play it like that, Just don't hit me with that big nerf bat. So I'm playing some, he's still got his gun, And right about now it's time to have some fun. Kalabakk, that is my name, And I know that fly cantina where XP I can gain. The shuttle was six minutes then we hit the spot, The beat was a bumping, Twi'lek girlies was hot. This dude was staring like he knows who we are, We took the empty spot next to him at the bar. TK421 said, “Yo, you know this kid?” I said, “I didn't,” - but I know he did. The kid said, “Get ready cause this ain't funny, My name's RF738 and I'm about to get money.” Pulled out the carbine - aimed it at the sky, He yelled, “Stick 'em up!” and let blaster bolts fly. Hands went up and people went /prone on the floor, He stunned two Jawas that ran for the door. “I'm RF738 and I get respect, Your credits and your spice is what I expect.” TK421 was with it, but he must have spaced, Cause I ripped off his arm and hit him in the face. TK's out - the bandflo's stopped, RF738 had beef - his shoulder I popped. I returned all the money, I returned all the gold, And my so-called spice? It was just medicine for my cold.
I'll tell a little story - one that's well rehearsed, Not long in the game and the melons got nerfed. Slitherhorn in my hand, hoping for a tip, My voice was hoarse, my throat was dry - a trooper on my hip. He said, “Move along, move along,” I muttered, “Imperial bum.” Had a chance to run, He pulled out his big gun. Quick on the draw, I thought I'd be dead, He put the gun to my head and this is what he said,
“Now my name is TK421 - I've got a license to kill, I think you know what time it is - it's time to get ill. Now what do we have here - illegal spice that is near, The Empire runs this land, you understand, do I make myself clear?” We stepped in the cantina, he had a gun, I ordered gin, You think this story's over, but it's ready to begin.
“Now I got the gun - you got the brew, You got two choices of what you can do. It's not a tough decision as you can see, I can blow you away or you can give your spice to me.” I said, I'll give it to you if you stop giving orders, Now listen while I play my sliterhorn-er. I'll play it like this, I'll play it like that, Just don't hit me with that big nerf bat. So I'm playing some, he's still got his gun, And right about now it's time to have some fun. Kalabakk, that is my name, And I know that fly cantina where XP I can gain. The shuttle was six minutes then we hit the spot, The beat was a bumping, Twi'lek girlies was hot. This dude was staring like he knows who we are, We took the empty spot next to him at the bar. TK421 said, “Yo, you know this kid?” I said, “I didn't,” - but I know he did. The kid said, “Get ready cause this ain't funny, My name's RF738 and I'm about to get money.” Pulled out the carbine - aimed it at the sky, He yelled, “Stick 'em up!” and let blaster bolts fly. Hands went up and people went /prone on the floor, He stunned two Jawas that ran for the door. “I'm RF738 and I get respect, Your credits and your spice is what I expect.” TK421 was with it, but he must have spaced, Cause I ripped off his arm and hit him in the face. TK's out - the bandflo's stopped, RF738 had beef - his shoulder I popped. I returned all the money, I returned all the gold, And my so-called spice? It was just medicine for my cold.
She soars like the bird whose name she bears And more often than not, in need of repairs She is the ship of a Rebellion hero Corellian YT one-three-zero-zero. Won from Lando in a game of sabacc Don't mess with her, she'll reap much havoc This mighty ship, Han's pride and joy Who could ask for a better toy? She smuggled spice, kept Han alive She flies past light-speed at point-five A hunk of junk she's called by some But in 12 parsecs made the Kessel Run Belly turret and dual quad-cannons She'll give Imperial hides a tanning Got it where it counts, that ain't no jive But be ready to fix the hyperdrive Her furry mate and that scoundrel guy Fly her fast and fly her high She'll take a beating and that's a fact Then turn around and give it back The most famous ship in the Rebellion fleet This battered freighter has earned her keep When you need help, you'll be glad you met her The Millennium Falcon, there is none better
Won from Lando in a game of sabacc Don't mess with her, she'll reap much havoc This mighty ship, Han's pride and joy Who could ask for a better toy?
She smuggled spice, kept Han alive She flies past light-speed at point-five A hunk of junk she's called by some But in 12 parsecs made the Kessel Run
Belly turret and dual quad-cannons She'll give Imperial hides a tanning Got it where it counts, that ain't no jive But be ready to fix the hyperdrive
Her furry mate and that scoundrel guy Fly her fast and fly her high She'll take a beating and that's a fact Then turn around and give it back
The most famous ship in the Rebellion fleet This battered freighter has earned her keep When you need help, you'll be glad you met her The Millennium Falcon, there is none better
Kashyyyk's the place where I was born But being there, my heart is torn Mighty forests, burned and paved Wookiee brothers now enslaved Kachirho's where the ships do land Tarfful's home, he sure was grand Home of honor, that is true Hope it finds its peace anew Standing in the wroshyr tree Gorgeous forest canopy Feel the souls of Wookiees past Fighting hard and fighting fast Much has changed since I was young Sad to see how it's become Keep our honor with all we've seen Kashyyyk's freedom is what I dream
Kachirho's where the ships do land Tarfful's home, he sure was grand Home of honor, that is true Hope it finds its peace anew
Standing in the wroshyr tree Gorgeous forest canopy Feel the souls of Wookiees past Fighting hard and fighting fast
Much has changed since I was young Sad to see how it's become Keep our honor with all we've seen Kashyyyk's freedom is what I dream
Tumbleweeds and cacti blooming Tatooine and the temperature's zooming Thunderclouds, there are none looming No, there are none in the Old Wild West (Refrain) Ride on in from the old wild west Where life is good and songs are best Sing it loud sing it with zest Ride on in from the Old Wild West Yee-Haw! :cracks the whip It is so hot my speeder's screaming Them two suns, they are a-beaming Tusken hunters are a-teaming Out in the sand of the Old Wild West Refrain Home of Luke and Uncle Owen Dust-storms get that sand a-blowing To Anchorhead I'm a-going On my bike in the Old Wild West Refrain Wookiee's fur all full of sand Brush it out with foot and hand Playing my song in a real good band Right out here in the Old Wild West Refrain
(Refrain) Ride on in from the old wild west Where life is good and songs are best Sing it loud sing it with zest Ride on in from the Old Wild West Yee-Haw! :cracks the whip
It is so hot my speeder's screaming Them two suns, they are a-beaming Tusken hunters are a-teaming Out in the sand of the Old Wild West
Home of Luke and Uncle Owen Dust-storms get that sand a-blowing To Anchorhead I'm a-going On my bike in the Old Wild West
Wookiee's fur all full of sand Brush it out with foot and hand Playing my song in a real good band Right out here in the Old Wild West
Engines roaring, blasters shooting Pirate rears I am a-booting Hyperdrive will get me scooting Scavenged parts I am a-looting Got my feet up off the ground Planet-side no longer bound All new places I have found Since I'm flying round and round Got that target in my sights Gonna be this guy's last flight Blast his shields with all my might Blow him up and end the fight Take my ship and fill its mass Fitting those parts, pain in the... rump See clouds below, maybe some grass Nebulae like colored glass I am free up in this place It brings a smile to my face When others of the Wookiee race Can taste their freedom up in space
Got my feet up off the ground Planet-side no longer bound All new places I have found Since I'm flying round and round
Got that target in my sights Gonna be this guy's last flight Blast his shields with all my might Blow him up and end the fight
Take my ship and fill its mass Fitting those parts, pain in the... rump See clouds below, maybe some grass Nebulae like colored glass
I am free up in this place It brings a smile to my face When others of the Wookiee race Can taste their freedom up in space
He was a famous slitherhorn wookiee from out Corellia way Had a boogie-Wookiee style, or so they say Had not enough money to learn his craft But then a kind woman tipped him credits so his bankroll was staffed He's in Babelon now, he owns the cantin-i He's the Boogie Wookiee slitherhorn-er from Doaba G He had to blow the slitherhorn in AFK bands It really brought him down because he could not jam The other musicians seemed to understand Because they played with him to get XP and a great big ol' band And now Babelon jumps in the cantin-i He's the Boogie Wookiee slitherhorn-er from Doaba G A root, a toot, a toodlie-a-da-toot He blows it eight to the bar in boogie-Wookiee rhythm He can't blow a note unless Alanis is playin' with him And now Babelon jumps in the cantin-i He's the Boogie Wookiee slitherhorn-er from Doaba G He keeps the bars a-rockin' every day and night And makes 'em stay awake until the early bright The /clap their hands and stamp their feet 'Cause they know how he rocks when Alanis gives him a beat Whoa, whoa, he makes Babelon jump in the cantin-i He's the Boogie Wookiee slitherhorn-er from Doaba G Yes, he's the Boogie Wookiee slitherhorn-er from Doaba G Boogie Wookiee slitherhorn-er from Doabaaaaaaaa G!
He had to blow the slitherhorn in AFK bands It really brought him down because he could not jam The other musicians seemed to understand Because they played with him to get XP and a great big ol' band And now Babelon jumps in the cantin-i He's the Boogie Wookiee slitherhorn-er from Doaba G
A root, a toot, a toodlie-a-da-toot He blows it eight to the bar in boogie-Wookiee rhythm He can't blow a note unless Alanis is playin' with him And now Babelon jumps in the cantin-i He's the Boogie Wookiee slitherhorn-er from Doaba G
He keeps the bars a-rockin' every day and night And makes 'em stay awake until the early bright The /clap their hands and stamp their feet 'Cause they know how he rocks when Alanis gives him a beat Whoa, whoa, he makes Babelon jump in the cantin-i He's the Boogie Wookiee slitherhorn-er from Doaba G Yes, he's the Boogie Wookiee slitherhorn-er from Doaba G Boogie Wookiee slitherhorn-er from Doabaaaaaaaa G!
Time to rock it again with my Wook-ity beat You've heard others try to rhyme and they can't compete Try to out-rock me, they're just a no-fur cub Better hang their heads in shame and get out of my club Battle me on the mic with their stupid grin Hang on to their arms, cause the Wookiee's gonna win Rhymes flowing tighter than Padme's dress I am the Boogie Wookiee in case you couldn't guess Sloppy rhymin' fools try to get in my space My beats will mess them up like Vader's face Breathing all heavy cause they can't compete So they give up and /clap to the Wook-ity beat Palpatine tried to ban my smooth jams So I met with him to hear his plans That soul-less Emperor, what's he got to say? I don't know, but he sure could use some Oil of Olay From the Core, to Kessel, to the Outer Rim To Doaba Guerfel where I did begin Gonna rock non-stop as you can see I am Kalabakk, the Boogie Wooki-i-ee
Battle me on the mic with their stupid grin Hang on to their arms, cause the Wookiee's gonna win Rhymes flowing tighter than Padme's dress I am the Boogie Wookiee in case you couldn't guess
Sloppy rhymin' fools try to get in my space My beats will mess them up like Vader's face Breathing all heavy cause they can't compete So they give up and /clap to the Wook-ity beat
Palpatine tried to ban my smooth jams So I met with him to hear his plans That soul-less Emperor, what's he got to say? I don't know, but he sure could use some Oil of Olay
From the Core, to Kessel, to the Outer Rim To Doaba Guerfel where I did begin Gonna rock non-stop as you can see I am Kalabakk, the Boogie Wooki-i-ee
There she was just a walking on Kashyyyk Singing roo rah rirry rirry rown rirry roo Her well-groomed fur was looking oh-so chic Singing roo rah rirry rirry rown rirry roo She looked good (looked good) Fur so fine (fur so fine) She looked good, fur so fine It had a very healthy shine Before I knew it she was grooming fur for me Singing roo rah rirry rirry rown rirry roo She looked real hard but she never found a flea Singing roo rah rirry rirry rown rirry roo We groomed on (groomed on) Not a chore (not a chore) We groomed on not a chore (we groomed on not a chore) Then we groomed a little more Ro ro ro I knew we was falling in love Yes I did And so I roared and told her all the trees I'd been dreaming of Now we were together Nearly every single day Singing roo rah rirry rirry rown rirry roo Til Imperial slavers tried to take us both away Singing roo rah rirry rirry rown rirry roo Roo rah rirry rirry rown rirry roo *arm ripping sounds* Roo rah rirry rirry rown roo *stormtrooper armor crunching sounds* Roo rah rirry rirry rown rirry roo
She looked good (looked good) Fur so fine (fur so fine) She looked good, fur so fine It had a very healthy shine
Before I knew it she was grooming fur for me Singing roo rah rirry rirry rown rirry roo She looked real hard but she never found a flea Singing roo rah rirry rirry rown rirry roo
We groomed on (groomed on) Not a chore (not a chore) We groomed on not a chore (we groomed on not a chore) Then we groomed a little more
Ro ro ro I knew we was falling in love Yes I did And so I roared and told her all the trees I'd been dreaming of
Now we were together Nearly every single day Singing roo rah rirry rirry rown rirry roo Til Imperial slavers tried to take us both away Singing roo rah rirry rirry rown rirry roo
Roo rah rirry rirry rown rirry roo *arm ripping sounds* Roo rah rirry rirry rown roo *stormtrooper armor crunching sounds* Roo rah rirry rirry rown rirry roo
I woke up in the morning and my fur was all tangled It had knots and snarls and it was mashed and mangled Must have slept on it wrong for it to look this way Looks like it will be another bad fur day Bad fur day, it won't listen to my pleas Bad fur day, at least there aren't fleas Then my ship broke down in a hyperspace lane Caused traffic for hours, everyone went insane I got on the comm and called Galactic Triple-A Then found out my membership expired yesterday Bad fur day, needs more than a brush Bad fur day, want it fixed in a rush As if the day hadn't gone bad enough My speederbike started leaking this blue and red stuff Like it or not, the repulsor's end had come I fell off the bike and on to my bum Bad fur day, want it to end real quick Bad fur day, major Wookiee cowlick I had leaves and grass all stuck to my lap Must have fell into some kind sticky tree sap Got harassed by stormtroopers to top it all off Then swallowed a bug and started to cough Bad fur day, looks like a nightmare Bad fur day, big mess of Wookiee hair The motivator then blew on my favorite droid Not covered by warranty, it was null and void But even though the day went horribly wrong At least I was able to write a new song
Bad fur day, it won't listen to my pleas Bad fur day, at least there aren't fleas
Then my ship broke down in a hyperspace lane Caused traffic for hours, everyone went insane I got on the comm and called Galactic Triple-A Then found out my membership expired yesterday
Bad fur day, needs more than a brush Bad fur day, want it fixed in a rush
As if the day hadn't gone bad enough My speederbike started leaking this blue and red stuff Like it or not, the repulsor's end had come I fell off the bike and on to my bum
Bad fur day, want it to end real quick Bad fur day, major Wookiee cowlick
I had leaves and grass all stuck to my lap Must have fell into some kind sticky tree sap Got harassed by stormtroopers to top it all off Then swallowed a bug and started to cough
Bad fur day, looks like a nightmare Bad fur day, big mess of Wookiee hair
The motivator then blew on my favorite droid Not covered by warranty, it was null and void But even though the day went horribly wrong At least I was able to write a new song
Hotkeys gone, it makes me sick Simple tasks take many clicks Want to craft, but can't do that Cause then I couldn't sing or rap No xp and missing titles Combat is just suicidal Half an hour to figure out How to use a hotkey or move about Have to /rap 'cause /sing is broke The interface, it is a joke Everything is full of bugs But at least I can still /wookieehug NGE, oh, why, oh, why Do you make so many people cry We all play the NGE The latest mess from SOE
No xp and missing titles Combat is just suicidal Half an hour to figure out How to use a hotkey or move about
Have to /rap 'cause /sing is broke The interface, it is a joke Everything is full of bugs But at least I can still /wookieehug
NGE, oh, why, oh, why Do you make so many people cry We all play the NGE The latest mess from SOE
Lava is a burning thing And it melted all my Jedi bling Bound by Sith desire I fell into volcanic fire I fell into a burning ring of fire Had low ground, ground, ground But Obi-Wan's was higher And it burns, burns, burns Volcanic fire Volcanic fire The taste of power is sweet Even coming from Palpatine I fell for Padme back as a child Oh, that Queen was wild. I fell into a burning ring of fire Had low ground, ground, ground But Obi-Wan's was higher And it burns, burns, burns Volcanic fire Volcanic fire I fell into a burning ring of fire Had low ground, ground, ground But Obi-Wan's was higher And it burns, burns, burns Volcanic fire Volcanic fire And it burns, burns, burns Volcanic fire Volcanic fire
I fell into a burning ring of fire Had low ground, ground, ground But Obi-Wan's was higher
And it burns, burns, burns Volcanic fire Volcanic fire
The taste of power is sweet Even coming from Palpatine I fell for Padme back as a child Oh, that Queen was wild.
Greedo, you're really neato Tried to kill Han, but did not succeedo Did you shoot first or did he Depends if you are watching VHS or DVD Greedo, snout like a burrito One of Jabba's hires in a thug's tuxedo You were green with rubbery spines But your hunting wasn't all that fine. Greedo, your fame did fleeto Finding rhymes for your name is compliceeto Over Han's dead body, that was the idea But you should have passed and had some beer Greedo, you're skills weren't 1337o Couldn't hit a Hutt with a torpedo Should have played the slitherhorn for your vocation Then you could be here with us at the Rodian Invasion!
Greedo, snout like a burrito One of Jabba's hires in a thug's tuxedo You were green with rubbery spines But your hunting wasn't all that fine.
Greedo, your fame did fleeto Finding rhymes for your name is compliceeto Over Han's dead body, that was the idea But you should have passed and had some beer
Greedo, you're skills weren't 1337o Couldn't hit a Hutt with a torpedo Should have played the slitherhorn for your vocation Then you could be here with us at the Rodian Invasion!
Oh, Palpy, so unkind So unkind you blow my mind Palp-a-tine, Palp-a-tine Hey Palpy! You're Emperor for life and that's a little long You think the Sith are right but I think you've got it wrong Why can't you ditch Darth Vader so you can take me home, Palpy 'Cause when you force your will, the people hate you more Your face gives me the chills, baby, keep that cloak adorned Every night you still leave me all alone, Palpy Oh, Palpy, what a pity you don't understand Your evil gave wrinkles and that doesn't look so grand Oh, Palpy, you're so scary, can't you understand It's Sith like you Palpy Oh, what you do Palpy, do Palpy Don't Force-crush my heart, Palpy Hey Palpy! Now when you blow up Aldaraan, everyone's gonna know It's really hard to miss that big Death Star, you know That exhaust port is somethin' the Rebels can use, so don't say no, Palpy So come on and give me that wrinkled up old hand Come back to the light side if you think you can Oh please, baby, please, don't shoot that lightning, Palpy Oh, Palpy, what a pity you don't understand Your evil gave wrinkles and that doesn't look so grand Oh, Palpy, you're so scary, can't you understand It's Sith like you Palpy Oh, what you do Palpy, do Palpy Don't Force-crush my heart, Palpy
Hey Palpy! You're Emperor for life and that's a little long You think the Sith are right but I think you've got it wrong Why can't you ditch Darth Vader so you can take me home, Palpy
'Cause when you force your will, the people hate you more Your face gives me the chills, baby, keep that cloak adorned Every night you still leave me all alone, Palpy
Oh, Palpy, what a pity you don't understand Your evil gave wrinkles and that doesn't look so grand Oh, Palpy, you're so scary, can't you understand It's Sith like you Palpy Oh, what you do Palpy, do Palpy Don't Force-crush my heart, Palpy
Hey Palpy! Now when you blow up Aldaraan, everyone's gonna know It's really hard to miss that big Death Star, you know That exhaust port is somethin' the Rebels can use, so don't say no, Palpy
So come on and give me that wrinkled up old hand Come back to the light side if you think you can Oh please, baby, please, don't shoot that lightning, Palpy
Well a Wookiee clad in kilt left a bar one evening fair And one could tell by how he walked that he'd drunk more than his share He fumbled 'round until he could no longer keep his feet And he stumbled off in to the grass to sleep beside the street Ring ding diddle liddle la deo; Ring dye didley eye oh; He stumbled off in to the grass to sleep beside the street About that time two young and lovely Twi'leks happened by One says to the other, with a twinkle in her eye “See yon sleeping Wookiee, so strong and handsome built I wonder if it's true what they don't wear beneath the kilt” Ring-ding diddle liddle la deo Ring dye didley eye oh I wonder if it's true what they don't wear beneath the kilt They krept up on the sleeping Wookiee quiet as could be They lifted up his kilt about an inch so they could see And there, behold, for them to view, beneath his Wookiee skirt Was nothing more than God had graced him with upon his birth They marveled for a moment, then one said “We must be gone” Let's leave a present for our friend before we move along As a gift they left a blue silk ribbon tied in to a bow Around the bonnie star the Wookiee's kilt did lift and show Ring ding diddle liddle la deo Ring dye didley eye oh Around the bonnie star the Wookiee's kilt did lift and show Now the Wookiee woke to nature's call and stumbled towards a tree Behind the bush he lifts his kilt, and gawks at what he sees And in a startled voice he says, to what's before his eyes “Lad, I don't know where you've been, but I see you've won first prize” Ring ding diddle liddle la deo Ring dye didley eye oh Lad, I don't know where you've been, but I see you've won first prize
Ring ding diddle liddle la deo; Ring dye didley eye oh; He stumbled off in to the grass to sleep beside the street
About that time two young and lovely Twi'leks happened by One says to the other, with a twinkle in her eye “See yon sleeping Wookiee, so strong and handsome built I wonder if it's true what they don't wear beneath the kilt”
Ring-ding diddle liddle la deo Ring dye didley eye oh I wonder if it's true what they don't wear beneath the kilt
They krept up on the sleeping Wookiee quiet as could be They lifted up his kilt about an inch so they could see And there, behold, for them to view, beneath his Wookiee skirt Was nothing more than God had graced him with upon his birth
They marveled for a moment, then one said “We must be gone” Let's leave a present for our friend before we move along As a gift they left a blue silk ribbon tied in to a bow Around the bonnie star the Wookiee's kilt did lift and show
Ring ding diddle liddle la deo Ring dye didley eye oh Around the bonnie star the Wookiee's kilt did lift and show
Now the Wookiee woke to nature's call and stumbled towards a tree Behind the bush he lifts his kilt, and gawks at what he sees And in a startled voice he says, to what's before his eyes “Lad, I don't know where you've been, but I see you've won first prize”
Ring ding diddle liddle la deo Ring dye didley eye oh Lad, I don't know where you've been, but I see you've won first prize
Here we come, walking on Kashyyyk Give the furriest hugs to Everyone we meet Hey, hey, we're the Wookiees And people say we Wookiee around But we're too busy hugging To pull people's arms right out Climb wherever we want to It's what we like to do We don't have time to get restless There's always songs for you Hey, hey, we're the Wookiees And people say we Wookiee around But we're too busy hugging To pull people's arms right out We're just trying to be friendly Come watch us sing and play We're the furry nation Have you hugged a Wookiee today? If you have fur, or if you have hair You just come up to our shoulders But no one really cares Hey, hey, we're the Wookiees And people say we Wookiee around But we're too busy hugging To pull people's arms right out
Hey, hey, we're the Wookiees And people say we Wookiee around But we're too busy hugging To pull people's arms right out
Climb wherever we want to It's what we like to do We don't have time to get restless There's always songs for you
We're just trying to be friendly Come watch us sing and play We're the furry nation Have you hugged a Wookiee today?
If you have fur, or if you have hair You just come up to our shoulders But no one really cares
Don't think them unkind They're not out of their mind They just have sand in their behinds Captured Fort Tusken did their kind And when they are around, many flee For fear of being smacked by a gaffi Ur urr urr urr, ar arr arr arr Is all those Tuskens say to you Ur urr urr urr, ar arr arr arr Those heavy robes can't keep them cool Ur urr urr urr, ar arr arr arr Is all those Tuskens say to you Ur urr urr urr, ar arr arr arr They're Sandpeople to me and you Computer terminals give the missions To Tatooine waypoints and positions Try to hunt the Tuskens to submission But that usually doesn't come to fruition And when their banthas trample you You'll know why you should fear them too Ur urr urr urr, ar arr arr arr Is all those Tuskens say to you Ur urr urr urr, ar arr arr arr Those heavy robes can't keep them cool Ur urr urr urr, ar arr arr arr Is all those Tuskens say to you Ur urr urr urr, ar arr arr arr They're Sandpeople to me and you
Ur urr urr urr, ar arr arr arr Is all those Tuskens say to you Ur urr urr urr, ar arr arr arr Those heavy robes can't keep them cool Ur urr urr urr, ar arr arr arr Is all those Tuskens say to you Ur urr urr urr, ar arr arr arr They're Sandpeople to me and you
Computer terminals give the missions To Tatooine waypoints and positions Try to hunt the Tuskens to submission But that usually doesn't come to fruition And when their banthas trample you You'll know why you should fear them too
My speeder's broke and the well's gone dry My ship blew up there in the sky My Wookiee wife done said goodbye It was a rough day, that ain't no lie I'll pick this mando and sing along Then I'm sure it won't take too long For everything that has gone wrong To melt away with my Wookiee-tonk song My pet chupa, he plumb ran away I searched for him all night and day House maintenance I forgot to pay The repo guys hauled my tree away Why does all this happen to me I try to be a nice Wookiee Is it selfish to want a quiet tree Where I can find a little peace? I'll pick this mando and sing along Then I'm sure it won't take too long For everything that has gone wrong To melt away with my Wookiee-tonk song I climbed a tree, but broke a claw Then I fell onto a branch and hurt my paw I wish I could just run home to my ma But she's hiding away from Imperial law I wish I could just find some peace And not get hassled by the Mos Eisley police Maybe earn enough to afford a lease So I don't have to share a tree with Corellain geese I'll pick this mando and sing along Then I'm sure it won't take too long For everything that has gone wrong To melt away with my Wookiee-tonk song
I'll pick this mando and sing along Then I'm sure it won't take too long For everything that has gone wrong To melt away with my Wookiee-tonk song
My pet chupa, he plumb ran away I searched for him all night and day House maintenance I forgot to pay The repo guys hauled my tree away
Why does all this happen to me I try to be a nice Wookiee Is it selfish to want a quiet tree Where I can find a little peace?
I climbed a tree, but broke a claw Then I fell onto a branch and hurt my paw I wish I could just run home to my ma But she's hiding away from Imperial law
I wish I could just find some peace And not get hassled by the Mos Eisley police Maybe earn enough to afford a lease So I don't have to share a tree with Corellain geese
(parody of “Shiny Happy People” by REM) Tiny Jawa people trading Miss them in a crowd People people Scavenge those parts around Pay them, pay them Sell them in the town Jawas, Jawas Lost droids they have found Where no flowers grow Gold protocol droids shine Tiny Jawa people trading Tiny Jawa people in the sand Tiny Jawa people trading Make the cutest sounds, love them, love them Their junk is in demand Buy it, buy it Better deal you will not find Jawas, Jawas Don't break their little hearts Make a deal that binds Gold protocol droids shine Tiny Jawa people trading Tiny Jawa people in the sand Tiny Jawa people trading Tiny Jawa people in the sand
Tiny Jawa people trading
Miss them in a crowd People people Scavenge those parts around Pay them, pay them Sell them in the town Jawas, Jawas Lost droids they have found Where no flowers grow Gold protocol droids shine
Tiny Jawa people trading Tiny Jawa people in the sand Tiny Jawa people trading
Make the cutest sounds, love them, love them Their junk is in demand Buy it, buy it Better deal you will not find Jawas, Jawas Don't break their little hearts Make a deal that binds Gold protocol droids shine
Tiny Jawa people trading Tiny Jawa people in the sand Tiny Jawa people trading Tiny Jawa people in the sand
Jar-Jar Binks, yousa so dumb Yousa is a-hated by everyone Essa dar sometin' wrong witha yousa That could be explainin' yousa IQ of two-sa Wesa hopin' yousa fallin' done some stairs Or maybe wander into a rancor's lair I don't wants to being cruel, Jar-Jar, but... Yousa smellin' worse den Jabba da Hutt Yousa was a-banished, and wesa was glad But then yousa came back and wesa was mad Wesa senta yousa into da planet core Hopin' that yousa wouldn't come back-a no more Mesa wonderin' if Boba Fett isa still around Wesa could hire him to be knockin yousa down A galaxy without Jar-Jar isa all wesa ask Why can't-a he become a sarlacc's snack?
Wesa hopin' yousa fallin' done some stairs Or maybe wander into a rancor's lair I don't wants to being cruel, Jar-Jar, but... Yousa smellin' worse den Jabba da Hutt
Yousa was a-banished, and wesa was glad But then yousa came back and wesa was mad Wesa senta yousa into da planet core Hopin' that yousa wouldn't come back-a no more
Mesa wonderin' if Boba Fett isa still around Wesa could hire him to be knockin yousa down A galaxy without Jar-Jar isa all wesa ask Why can't-a he become a sarlacc's snack?
My daddy left Kashyyyk when I was three And he didn't leave much to ma and me Just this old mandoviol and an empty bottle of accarragm Now, I don't blame him cause he run and hid But the meanest thing that he ever did Was before he left, he went and named me "Chew" (bacca) Well, he must o' thought that is quite a joke And it got a lot of laughs from a' lots of folk It seems I had to fight my whole life through Some Twi'lek would /giggle and I'd get red And some guy'd laugh and I'd remove his head I tell ya, life ain't easy for a Wook named "Chew" (bacca) Well, I grew up quick and I grew up mean My paw got hard and my wits got keen I'd roam from planet to planet to hide my shame But I made a vow to the moon and stars That I'd search the honky-tinas and bars And kill that Wook who gave me that awful name Well, it was Tatooine in mid-July And I just hit town and my fur was dry I thought I'd stop and have myself a brew At an old cantina on a street of dirty black There at a table, dealing pazaak Sat the dirty, mangy Wook that named me "Chew" (bacca) Well, I knew that Wook was my own sweet dad From a worn-out holo that my mother'd had And I knew that scar on his fur and his evil eye He was big and bent and gray and old And I looked at him and my fur ran cold And I said: "My name is 'Chew' (bacca) How do you do! Now your gonna get pwned!!" Well, I hit him hard right between the eyes And he went down, but to my surprise He come up with a ryyyk blade and cut off a piece of my ear But I busted a sofa chair right across his teeth And we crashed through the wall and into the street Kicking and a' gouging in the dirt and the blood and the beer I tell ya, I've fought tougher men But I really can't remember when He kicked like a nuna and he bit like a katarn I heard him laugh and then I heard him cuss He went for his bowcaster and I pulled mine first He stood there lookin' at me and I saw him smile And he said: "Son, this galaxy is rough And if a Wook's gonna make it, he's gotta be tough And I knew I wouldn't be there to help ya along. So I give ya that name and I said goodbye I knew you'd have to get tough or die And it's the name that helped to make you strong" He said: "Now you just fought one heck of a fight And I know you hate me, and you got the right To shave me now, and I wouldn't blame you if you do But ya ought to thank me, before I die For the gravel in ya fur and the spit in ya eye Cause I'm the son-of-a-biznatch that named you "Chew" (bacca) I got all choked up and I threw down my gun And I called him my pa, and he called me his son And I came away with a different point of view And I think about him, now and then Every time I PvP and every time I win And if I ever have a son, I think I'm gonna name him Kalabakk or Tarfful! Anything but "Chew" (bacca)! I still hate that darned name
Well, he must o' thought that is quite a joke And it got a lot of laughs from a' lots of folk It seems I had to fight my whole life through Some Twi'lek would /giggle and I'd get red And some guy'd laugh and I'd remove his head I tell ya, life ain't easy for a Wook named "Chew" (bacca)
Well, I grew up quick and I grew up mean My paw got hard and my wits got keen I'd roam from planet to planet to hide my shame But I made a vow to the moon and stars That I'd search the honky-tinas and bars And kill that Wook who gave me that awful name
Well, it was Tatooine in mid-July And I just hit town and my fur was dry I thought I'd stop and have myself a brew At an old cantina on a street of dirty black There at a table, dealing pazaak Sat the dirty, mangy Wook that named me "Chew" (bacca)
Well, I knew that Wook was my own sweet dad From a worn-out holo that my mother'd had And I knew that scar on his fur and his evil eye He was big and bent and gray and old And I looked at him and my fur ran cold And I said: "My name is 'Chew' (bacca) How do you do! Now your gonna get pwned!!"
Well, I hit him hard right between the eyes And he went down, but to my surprise He come up with a ryyyk blade and cut off a piece of my ear But I busted a sofa chair right across his teeth And we crashed through the wall and into the street Kicking and a' gouging in the dirt and the blood and the beer
I tell ya, I've fought tougher men But I really can't remember when He kicked like a nuna and he bit like a katarn I heard him laugh and then I heard him cuss He went for his bowcaster and I pulled mine first He stood there lookin' at me and I saw him smile
And he said: "Son, this galaxy is rough And if a Wook's gonna make it, he's gotta be tough And I knew I wouldn't be there to help ya along. So I give ya that name and I said goodbye I knew you'd have to get tough or die And it's the name that helped to make you strong"
He said: "Now you just fought one heck of a fight And I know you hate me, and you got the right To shave me now, and I wouldn't blame you if you do But ya ought to thank me, before I die For the gravel in ya fur and the spit in ya eye Cause I'm the son-of-a-biznatch that named you "Chew" (bacca)
I got all choked up and I threw down my gun And I called him my pa, and he called me his son And I came away with a different point of view And I think about him, now and then Every time I PvP and every time I win And if I ever have a son, I think I'm gonna name him Kalabakk or Tarfful! Anything but "Chew" (bacca)! I still hate that darned name
I keep a close watch on this ship of mine I keep my blasters fully charged all the time I pull the arms out of the Imps that lie Because Wooks die, I shoot the TIEs I find it very, very easy to blast two I find myself alone after shooting a few Yes, I'll admit, that I can't fight like Chew (bacca) Because Wooks die, I shoot the TIEs As sure as Vader is dark and Yoda is light I keep those ships in my sites both day and night And GCW points I've earned proves that it's right Because Wooks die, I shoot the TIEs You've got a way to keep your arms on tight You give me cause to remove them that I can't hide For them I know I'd even try to skin their hides Because Wooks die, I shoot the TIEs I keep a close watch on this ship of mine I keep my blasters fully charged all the time I pull the arms out of the Imps that lie Because Wooks die, I shoot the TIEs
I find it very, very easy to blast two I find myself alone after shooting a few Yes, I'll admit, that I can't fight like Chew (bacca) Because Wooks die, I shoot the TIEs
As sure as Vader is dark and Yoda is light I keep those ships in my sites both day and night And GCW points I've earned proves that it's right Because Wooks die, I shoot the TIEs
You've got a way to keep your arms on tight You give me cause to remove them that I can't hide For them I know I'd even try to skin their hides Because Wooks die, I shoot the TIEs
I keep a close watch on this ship of mine I keep my blasters fully charged all the time I pull the arms out of the Imps that lie Because Wooks die, I shoot the TIEs
Well, I left Kashyyyk back in '49 An' went to Incom workin' on an assembly line The first year they had me puttin' landing struts on X-Wings Every day I'd watch them beauties fly by And sometimes I'd hang my head and cry 'Cause I always wanted me one that was long and white One day I devised myself a plan That should be the envy of most any man I'd sneak it out of there in a lunchbox in my hand Now gettin' caught meant gettin' shaved But I figured I'd have it all by the time I was no longer a slave I'd have me an X-Wing worth at least a hundred grand I'd get it one piece at a time And it wouldn't cost me a dime You'll know it's me when I fly through your town I'm gonna fly ride around in style I'm gonna drive everybody wild 'Cause you'll wonder how it ever got off the ground So the very next day when I punched in With my big lunchbox and with help from my friends I left that day with a lunch box full of shields Now, I've never considered myself a thief But Incom wouldn't miss just one little piece Especially if I strung it out over several tiers The first day I got me a missle pack And the next day I got me an engine for the back Then I got me a booster and all of the paint kits The little things I could get in my big backpack Like nuts, an' bolts, and an accessory bag But the big stuff we snuck out in my buddy's Sorosuub yacht Now, up to now my plan went all right 'Til we tried to put it all together one night And that's when we noticed that something was definitely wrong The engine was a level 3 And the reactor turned out to be level 8, you see And when we tried to put in the bolts all the holes were gone So we drilled it out so that it would fit And with a little bit of help from a texture kit We had that engine runnin' just like a song Now the cannon was another sight We had two on the left and one on the right But when we pulled on the trigger all three of 'em fired The back end looked kinda funny too But we put it together and when we got through Well, that's when we noticed that we only had one engine nacelle About that time my droid rolled out And I could see in her sensors that she had her doubts But she popped in the slot and said "Wookiee, take me for a spin." So we flew to town just to get the tags And I headed her right on down main drag I could hear everybody laughin' for kilometers around But up there at the guild house they didn't laugh 'Cause to put it in the computer it took the whole staff And when they got through the datapad weighed sixty pounds I got it one piece at a time And it didn't cost me a dime You'll know it's me when I fly through your town I'm gonna fly ride around in style I'm gonna drive everybody wild 'Cause you'll wonder how it ever got off the ground Uh, yeah, Red 5 This is the Furry Mouth In the Psycho-Billy X-Wing, Come on Huh? This is the Furry Mouth And negatory on the cost of this mo-chine there Red 5 You might say I went right up to the factory and picked it up It's cheaper that way What model is it? Well, it's a '49, '50, '51, '52, '53, '54, '55, '56, '57, '58, '59 X-Wing Well, it's a '60, '61, '62, '63, '64, '65, '66, '67, '68, '69, '70 X-Wing
Every day I'd watch them beauties fly by And sometimes I'd hang my head and cry 'Cause I always wanted me one that was long and white
One day I devised myself a plan That should be the envy of most any man I'd sneak it out of there in a lunchbox in my hand Now gettin' caught meant gettin' shaved But I figured I'd have it all by the time I was no longer a slave I'd have me an X-Wing worth at least a hundred grand
I'd get it one piece at a time And it wouldn't cost me a dime You'll know it's me when I fly through your town I'm gonna fly ride around in style I'm gonna drive everybody wild 'Cause you'll wonder how it ever got off the ground
So the very next day when I punched in With my big lunchbox and with help from my friends I left that day with a lunch box full of shields Now, I've never considered myself a thief But Incom wouldn't miss just one little piece Especially if I strung it out over several tiers
The first day I got me a missle pack And the next day I got me an engine for the back Then I got me a booster and all of the paint kits The little things I could get in my big backpack Like nuts, an' bolts, and an accessory bag But the big stuff we snuck out in my buddy's Sorosuub yacht
Now, up to now my plan went all right 'Til we tried to put it all together one night And that's when we noticed that something was definitely wrong
The engine was a level 3 And the reactor turned out to be level 8, you see And when we tried to put in the bolts all the holes were gone
So we drilled it out so that it would fit And with a little bit of help from a texture kit We had that engine runnin' just like a song Now the cannon was another sight We had two on the left and one on the right But when we pulled on the trigger all three of 'em fired
The back end looked kinda funny too But we put it together and when we got through Well, that's when we noticed that we only had one engine nacelle About that time my droid rolled out And I could see in her sensors that she had her doubts But she popped in the slot and said "Wookiee, take me for a spin."
So we flew to town just to get the tags And I headed her right on down main drag I could hear everybody laughin' for kilometers around But up there at the guild house they didn't laugh 'Cause to put it in the computer it took the whole staff And when they got through the datapad weighed sixty pounds
I got it one piece at a time And it didn't cost me a dime You'll know it's me when I fly through your town I'm gonna fly ride around in style I'm gonna drive everybody wild 'Cause you'll wonder how it ever got off the ground
Uh, yeah, Red 5 This is the Furry Mouth In the Psycho-Billy X-Wing, Come on
Huh?
This is the Furry Mouth And negatory on the cost of this mo-chine there Red 5 You might say I went right up to the factory and picked it up It's cheaper that way
What model is it? Well, it's a '49, '50, '51, '52, '53, '54, '55, '56, '57, '58, '59 X-Wing Well, it's a '60, '61, '62, '63, '64, '65, '66, '67, '68, '69, '70 X-Wing
An old Jedi went riding out one dark and windy day Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way When all at once a mighty burned Jedi ghost he saw A-running through the ragged sky and up the cloudy draw Its clothes were still on fire and it screamed an awful squeal Its skin was red and shiny and the lava it could feel A bolt of fear went through him as it thundered through the sky For he saw the burned guy coming hard and he heard its mournful cry It burns oh-ohhhhhh Where is Pad-me-ayyyyyy Ghost Jedi in the sky Its face was gaunt, its eyes were yellow, its shirt was burned to threads Its running hard to catch Obi-Wan, but it ain't caught 'em yet 'Cause its got to ride forever on that volcano in the sky On rivers snorting fire As it runs on hear its cry As the burned guy loped on by him he heard it call his name If you want to save yourself from the Dark Side each and every day Then Jedi change your ways today or with me you will run Trying to catch Obi-Wan, and that is just no fun It burns oh-ohhhhhh Where is Pad-me-ayyyyyy Ghost Jedi in the sky Ghost Jedi in the sky Ghost Jedi in the sky
Its clothes were still on fire and it screamed an awful squeal Its skin was red and shiny and the lava it could feel A bolt of fear went through him as it thundered through the sky For he saw the burned guy coming hard and he heard its mournful cry
It burns oh-ohhhhhh Where is Pad-me-ayyyyyy Ghost Jedi in the sky
Its face was gaunt, its eyes were yellow, its shirt was burned to threads Its running hard to catch Obi-Wan, but it ain't caught 'em yet 'Cause its got to ride forever on that volcano in the sky On rivers snorting fire As it runs on hear its cry
As the burned guy loped on by him he heard it call his name If you want to save yourself from the Dark Side each and every day Then Jedi change your ways today or with me you will run Trying to catch Obi-Wan, and that is just no fun
It burns oh-ohhhhhh Where is Pad-me-ayyyyyy
Ghost Jedi in the sky Ghost Jedi in the sky Ghost Jedi in the sky
Look a-yonder comin' Comin' down that hyperspace lane Hey, look a-yonder comin' Comin' down that hyperspace lane It's the Millennium Falcon Special Its engines will never wane Well, I'm going down to Corellia And get some sand in my shoes Or maybe Tatooine And get some sand in my shoes I'll ride that Millennium Falcon Special And lose these Kessel blues "Say man, when you going back to Corellia?" "When am I goin' back to Corellia? I don't know, don't reckon I ever will." "Ain't you worried about getting your nourishment in Kessel?" "Well, I don't care if I do-clone-do-clone-do-clone-do-clone." Hey talk about a-ramblin' She's the fastest freighter anywhere Point-five past light when travellin' She's the fastest freighter anywhere It's that Millennium Falcon Special Giving the Empire a scare
Well, I'm going down to Corellia And get some sand in my shoes Or maybe Tatooine And get some sand in my shoes I'll ride that Millennium Falcon Special And lose these Kessel blues
"Say man, when you going back to Corellia?" "When am I goin' back to Corellia? I don't know, don't reckon I ever will." "Ain't you worried about getting your nourishment in Kessel?" "Well, I don't care if I do-clone-do-clone-do-clone-do-clone."
Hey talk about a-ramblin' She's the fastest freighter anywhere Point-five past light when travellin' She's the fastest freighter anywhere It's that Millennium Falcon Special Giving the Empire a scare
Two large eyes, rubbery finger that flaps And if you ask for advice, he'll warn about traps Our favorite Mon Cal, his fleet takes no crap Always brilliant with a battle assessment map It's a trap, it's a trap Oh my heavens It's a trap, it's a trap In sector 47 Walks around in that tan and white suit His ships can't repel fire of that magnitude Started as a pilot, an Imperial “recruit” Flying for Tarkin, that boney old coot It's a trap, it's a trap Oh my heavens It's a trap, it's a trap In sector 47 Admiral Ackbar, I really must say There's no one better, no how, no way Your tactics will be taught for many a day And we all can't wait to hear you say... It's a trap, it's a trap Oh my heavens It's a trap, it's a trap In sector 47
It's a trap, it's a trap Oh my heavens It's a trap, it's a trap In sector 47
Walks around in that tan and white suit His ships can't repel fire of that magnitude Started as a pilot, an Imperial “recruit” Flying for Tarkin, that boney old coot
Admiral Ackbar, I really must say There's no one better, no how, no way Your tactics will be taught for many a day And we all can't wait to hear you say...
A Wook Attack is really something to see I start busting those rhymes from A to Z And when I rock the mic, well, y'all better flee Cause there just ain't no stoppin' this Wook-i-ee Big, brown, and furry, that's what I be I'm rappin' and singin' across the galaxy You will never hear anyone like me I'm the one and only Boogie Wook-i-ee Now I've heard others who think they can rhyme But I beat them again, time and time Their lazy raps are a dozen a dime But mine have some zip, like lemon and lime I don't need no chrono, I don't need no clock Cause I know that it is always just time to rock Ya'll have survived, lock, barrel, and stock A Wook Attack by me, Kalabakk
Big, brown, and furry, that's what I be I'm rappin' and singin' across the galaxy You will never hear anyone like me I'm the one and only Boogie Wook-i-ee
Now I've heard others who think they can rhyme But I beat them again, time and time Their lazy raps are a dozen a dime But mine have some zip, like lemon and lime
I don't need no chrono, I don't need no clock Cause I know that it is always just time to rock Ya'll have survived, lock, barrel, and stock A Wook Attack by me, Kalabakk
