| Woke up in the morning Just didn't want to think Of all the things that have gone wrong Oh, force! I need a drink… Yeah, I've got the Tatooine blues. I've got 'em real bad. The Lars Homestead Think I'm touched in the head: That the whisky has driven me mad! Dreamt I was in Mos Eisley Just propping up the table Is it me, or is this bar stool "Not completely stable?" Yeah, I've got the Tatooine blues. It's enough to make you sick. My neighbours ignore me The Jawas deplore me Please, somebody pass me a deathstick! Lookin' in the mirror Eyes are sore and red A thousand Wookiee tree drums Are beating in my head! Yep, it's those Tatooine blues. I could break down and cry. Stuck on this rock, Forced to take stock Of a life that's just passing me by. Sand is in my navel Sand is in my hair Don't you know that sand Is coarse and gets just everywhere? Can't stand those Tatooine blues. Life is so unfair! I should be panickin' I'm whining like Anakin As I'm forced to watch over his heir! Staggered to the cantina Bought myself some gin I couldn't keep it down, I guess It's better out than in… Blast those Tatooine blues. My whole life is just a void. Seeing binary suns And quadruple 'Blue Nuns' Not to mention pink astromech droids. Throat's all parched and thirsty Tongue's all green and furred Got sat on by a Wookiee: I'm shaken but not stirred. Damn those Tatooine blues! My hair is turning white. I'm considered a liar, Just a social pariah, C'mon! Somebody please pick a fight! Ordered lots of brandy To find oblivion. Can't decide which of the floors I should collapse upon. Ohhhh…those Tatooine - HIC! - blues. To be a Jedi I endeavoured. Now I'm causing a riot: Is my singing too quiet? Or was it those limbs that I severed? People are all staring Though I can't imagine why. You'd think they'd never seen before An extremely drunk Jedi. Curse those Tatooine blues. Are those people all insane? That gathering crowd Are all whispering aloud... (looks down) Damn! Forgot my clothes again! |
| Tatooine Blues By Jemmiah |
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