The Saga Begins |
American Pie |
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| A long, long time ago | A long, long time ago |
| In a galaxy far away | I can still remember how |
| Naboo was under an attack | That music used to make me smile |
| And I thought me and Qui-Gon Jinn | And I knew if I had my chance |
| Could talk the Federation into | That I could make those people dance |
| Maybe cutting them a little slack | And maybe they'd be happy for a while |
| But their response it didn't thrill us | But February made me shiver |
| They locked the doors and tried to kill us | With every paper I'd deliver |
| We escaped from that gas | Bad news on the door step |
| And met Jar Jar and Boss Nass | I couldn't take one more step |
| We took a bongo from the scene | I can't remember if I cried |
| And we went to Theed to see the queen | When I read about his widowed bride |
| We all wound up on Tatooine | But something touched me deep inside |
| That's where we found this boy | The day the music died |
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| Oh my, my, this here Anakin guy | So bye, bye, Miss American Pie |
| May be Vader someday later | Drove my Chevy to the levee |
| Now he's just a small fry | But the levee was dry |
| And he left his home and kissed his mommy goodbye | And them good old boys were drinking whisky and rye |
| Saying soon I'm gonna be a Jedi | Saying this'll be the day that I die |
| Soon I'm gonna be a Jedi | This'll be the day that I die |
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| Did you know this junkyard slave | Did you write the book of love |
| Isn't even old enough to shave | And do you have faith in God above |
| But he can use the Force, they say | If the Bible tells you so |
| Ah, do you see him hitting on the queen | And do you believe in rock and roll |
| Though he's just nine and she's fourteen | Can music save your mortal soul |
| Yeah, he's probably gonna marry her someday | And can you teach me how to dance real slow |
| Well I know he built C3PO | Well I know that you're in love with him |
| And I've heard how fast his pod can go | Cause I saw you dancing in the gym |
| And we were broke it's true | You both kicked off your shoes |
| So we made a wager or two | And I dig those rhythm and blues |
| He was a prepubescent flying ace | I was a lonely teenage broncing buck |
| And the minute Jabba started off that race | With a pink carnation and a pickup truck |
| Well I knew who would win first place | But I knew I was out of luck |
| Oh yes, it was our boy | The day the music died |
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| We started singing | I started singing |
| My, my, this here Anakin guy | Bye, bye, Miss American Pie |
| May be Vader someday later | Drove my Chevy to the levee |
| Now he's just a small fry | But the levee was dry |
| And he left his home and kissed his mommy goodbye | And them good old boys were drinking whisky and rye |
| Saying soon I'm gonna be a Jedi | Saying this'll be the day that I die |
| Soon I'm gonna be a Jedi | This'll be the day that I die |
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| Now we finally got to Coruscant | Now for ten years we've been on our own |
| The Jedi Council we knew would want | And moss grows fat on a rollin stone |
| To see how good the boy could be | But that's not how it used to be |
| So we took him there and we told the tale | When the jester sang for the king and queen |
| How his midi-chlorians were off the scale | In a coat he borrowed from James Dean |
| And he might fulfil that prophecy | And a voice that came from you and me |
| Oh, the Council was impressed of course | Oh, and while the king was looking down |
| Could he bring balance to the Force | The jester stole his thorny crown |
| They interviewed the kid | The courtroom was adjourned |
| Oh, training they forbid | No verdict was returned |
| Because Yoda sensed in him much fear | And while Lenin read a book on Marx |
| But Qui-Gon said "Now listen here" | The quartet practiced in the park |
| "Just stick it in your pointy ear" | And we sang dirges in the dark |
| "I still will teach this boy" | The day the music died |
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| He was singing | We were singing |
| My, my, this here Anakin guy | Bye, bye, Miss American Pie |
| May be Vader someday later | Drove my Chevy to the levee |
| Now he's just a small fry | But the levee was dry |
| And he left his home and kissed his mommy goodbye | And them good old boys were drinking whisky and rye |
| Saying soon I'm gonna be a Jedi | Saying this'll be the day that I die |
| Soon I'm gonna be a Jedi | This'll be the day that I die |
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| | American Pie has another two verses here, which Weird Al chose not to include in The Saga Begins, so I'm not including them on this page! |
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| We caught a ride back to Naboo | I met a girl who sang the blues |
| Cause Queen Amidala wanted to | And I asked her for some happy news |
| I frankly would have liked to stay | But she just smiled and turned away |
| We all fought in that epic war | I went down to the sacred store |
| And it wasn't long at all before | Where I'd heard the music years before |
| Little hotshot flew his plane and saved the day | But the man there said the music wouldn't play |
| And in the end some Gundams died | And in the street the children screamed |
| Some ships blew up and some pilots fried | The lovers cried and the poets dreamed |
| A lot of folks were croaking | But not a word was spoken |
| The battle droids were broken | The church bells all were broken |
| And the Jedi I admire most | And the three men I admire most |
| Met up with Darth Maul and now he's toast | The Father, Son and the Holy Ghost |
| Well I'm still here and he's a ghost | They caught the last train for the coast |
| I guess I'll train this boy | The day the music died |
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| And I was singing | And they were singing |
| My, my, this here Anakin guy | Bye, bye, Miss American Pie |
| May be Vader someday later | Drove my Chevy to the levee |
| Now he's just a small fry | But the levee was dry |
| And he left his home and kissed his mommy goodbye | And them good old boys were drinking whisky and rye |
| Saying soon I'm gonna be a Jedi | Saying this'll be the day that I die |
| Soon I'm gonna be a Jedi | This'll be the day that I die |
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| We were singing | They were singing |
| My, my, this here Anakin guy | Bye, bye, Miss American Pie |
| May be Vader someday later | Drove my Chevy to the levee |
| Now he's just a small fry | But the levee was dry |
| And he left his home and kissed his mommy goodbye | And them good old boys were drinking whisky and rye |
| Saying soon I'm gonna be a Jedi | Saying this'll be the day that I die |
