Parody It!
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tabular_rasaThey commit blasphemy and remake a musical song.
So what do I do?
I parody it!
I'm parodying a remake of a song that I parodied all ready . . . it's all so connected . . . it's crazy!
These are all super retarded, yes, I know . . . they are very, very groan-worthy . . . so, groan if you must . . .
. . . but hey, at least most of you didn't have to be in the room to witness my karaoke night at Model UN! Now, THAT was crazy! I was going WILD with the parodies, man!
^_^
As Harry enters the passage through the pipes by means of the sink, the Basilisk lies in wait, just a ways from Ginny's body-- and he knows Harry is bound to come.
THE BASILISK: Load up your wand,
And bring your friend.
His sister's here,
And nearly dead.
She’s dying now;
Thanks to me.
Okay, I know,
It was Tom, really--
As Harry approaches, sliding down through the pipes, past the fallen rocks of Gilderoy's misguided curse, the Basilisk grows excited at the overwhelming scent.
The blood, the blood, the blood, I smell blood.
The blood, the blood, the blood, I smell blood.
The blood, the blood, the blood, I smell blood.
The blood, the blood, the blood . . .
Harry enters, and soon after the Basilisk attacks.
With my snake eyes, I'm so dangerous,
In this chamber that is spacious.
Try to fight me, so courageous,
In this chamber that is spacious.
Let me rip you!
Let me tear you!
Let me shred you!
Let me kill you!
Yeah!
He strikes out at Harry several times.
Yea!
Yea!
I've got this gift within my eyes;
Stare at me and be petrified.
Fawkes enters with the Sorting Hat and begins to assist Harry.
Take which that Dumbledore sent you;
There's not much even they can do.
However, Fawkes dives for the Basilisk's eyes, which are ruined and running with blood. He flails, and tries to resume his composure.
The blood, the blood, the blood, I smell blood.
The blood, the blood, the blood, I smell blood.
The blood, the blood, the blood, I smell blood.
The blood, the blood, the blood . . .
Still, the valiant Basilisk (erm, if you're on his side) fights on, using what powers he can.
With my eyes out, I'm still dangerous,
In this chamber that is spacious.
Try to fight me, so courageous,
In this chamber that is spacious.
Let me rip you!
Let me tear you!
Let me shred you!
Let me kill you!
Yeah!
He strikes blindly for Harry, who now wields his sword.
Yea!
Yea!
He pauses to make one more calculated attack on Harry.
And I forget
Just what it takes:
The way you stop me is my eyes.
I find it hard,
Hard to survive
When you have gone and made me blind.
The blood, the blood, the blood, I smell blood.
The blood, the blood, the blood, I smell blood.
The blood, the blood, the blood, I smell blood.
The blood, the blood, the blood . . .
He dives for Harry one last time, but Harry is too quick with the sword. It sinks deep into the roof of the Basilisk's mouth-- though with revenge from the Basilisk's teeth.
With my eyes out, I'm still dangerous,
In this chamber that is spacious.
Try to fight me, so courageous,
In this chamber that is spacious.
Let me rip you!
Let me tear you!
Let me shred you!
Let me kill you!
You have killed me!
You have killed me!
You have killed me!
You have killed me!
. . . and the Basilisk sinks into death reluctantly, flailing quite a lot. Aww, poor thing . . .
Special thanks to my sister YEA TORY!!! for the initial idea of Viktor using this song . . . she sang it with the accent, but I parodied it.
Viktor Krum watches Hermione secretly in the library.
Dance viff me;
I vant to be your partner,
Hermo-ninny,
And never mind the darker
Side of my school;
I think I like you,
So dance viff me.
Unfortunately, Viktor's usually tagging-along claque of screaming girls has found him-- so he tucks behind a bookshelf and watches Hermione from there.
My fangirls scream;
It does nothing for me.
But in the library,
There you look so pretty.
If it's not too late,
Vill you be my date,
And dance viff me?
Finally, he works up the courage to ask her.
Let me take you to the Ball.
Do you mind? Is it trouble at all?
I can take you if you want to go.
Dance viff me;
I vant to be your partner,
Hermo-ninny,
And never mind the darker
Side of my school;
I think I like you,
So dance viff me.
Let me take you to the Ball.
Do you mind? Is it trouble at all?
I can take you if you want to go.
Dance viff me;
I vant to be your partner,
Hermo-ninny,
And never mind the darker
Side of my school;
I think I like you,
So dance viff me.
. . . and she says yes . . . and the rest is history . . .
SPOTLIGHT:
If Gwen Stefani can remake "If I Were A Rich Man" from A Fiddler on the Roof, I can remake my parody of the original, too!
Though with differing motivations, Bellatrix Lestrange and Narcissa Malfoy, like their uncle, still carry on the Black family belief in the divine right of purebloods-- and all the benefits that accompany it.
BELLATRIX/NARCISSA: Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
BELLATRIX: Purebloods have the right to rule our world:
From the House of Black, we're Toujours Pur girls.
Don't refute our laws.
Don't stop our cause.
Don't!
NARCISSA: It's the bloodline,
It's the bloodline,
It's the bloodline,
It's the bloodline.
BELLATRIX: Yeah,
Purebloods have the right to rule our world:
From the House of Black, we're Toujours Pur girls.
Don't refute our laws.
Don't stop our cause.
Don't!
BELLATRIX/NARCISA: Since we are both purebloods,
Na-na na-na na-na na-na na-na na-na na,
See, we wield all the power in our world,
Since we are pureblooded girls.
No Mudblood can boss us,
Or cross us; we'll see to it that they wind up dead.
'Cause we wield all the power in our world,
Since we are pureblooded girls.
NARCISSA: Look at what my bloodline brings:
I've got everything,
Sitting in the Quidditch Cup top box,
In my fancy robes.
With Lucius and son Draco,
At the Malfoy manor, my grand home,
--After I left Grimmauld Place in London town.
Oh, the bloodline, baby, it means everything.
Oh, the bloodline, baby; it brings us more than work could bring.
Oh, the bloodline, baby, it means everything.
Don't need to work hard, baby,
For the bloodline's got inherent gold, oh, I know.
BELLATRIX/NARCISSA: Since we are both purebloods,
Na-na na-na na-na na-na na-na na-na na,
See, we wield all the power in our world,
Since we are pureblooded girls.
No Mudblood can boss us,
Or cross us; we'll see to it that they wind up dead.
'Cause we wield all the power in our world,
Since we are pureblooded girls.
NARCISSA: I've gotten me a rich pureblood man to
Supply me with House Elves that help me.
I dress them ragged; I give them names
Like Kreacher, Winky-- Dobby!
Hurry up now, come and serve me!
Oh, the bloodline, baby, it means everything.
Oh, the bloodline, baby; it brings us more than work could bring.
Oh, the bloodline, baby, it means everything.
Don't need to work hard, baby,
For the bloodline's got inherent gold, oh, I know.
BELLATRIX: Purebloods have the right to rule our world:
From the House of Black, we're Toujours Pur girls.
Don't refute our laws.
Don't stop our cause.
Don't!
NARCISSA: It's the bloodline,
It's the bloodline,
It's the bloodline,
It's the bloodline.
BELLATRIX: Yeah,
Purebloods have the right to rule our world:
From the House of Black, we're Toujours Pur girls.
Don't refute our laws.
Don't stop our cause.
Don't!
NARCISSA: It's the bloodline,
It's the bloodline,
It's the bloodline,
It's the bloodline.
BELLATRIX: What happened to our world?
Some Mudblood plan--
Resisting right back doomed me to Azkaban.
NARCISSA (sighing): Now it's my Lucius who's there, mmm.
BELLATRIX: You know we'll bust him out soon.
NARCISSA: Oh!
BELLATRIX: Ask that Malfoy and his wife; I'm for the pureblood power,
That's my kind of life.
BELLATRIX/NARCISSA: Oh, sure, you might call us wicked;
You're jealous of what we've got.
If you want to climb from the bottom to the top,
You better have the purest blood.
Since we are both purebloods,
Na-na na-na na-na na-na na-na na-na na,
See, we wield all the power in our world,
Since we are pureblooded girls.
No Mudblood can boss us,
Or cross us; we'll see to it that they wind up dead.
'Cause we wield all the power in our world,
Since we are pureblooded girls.
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
So what do I do?
I parody it!
I'm parodying a remake of a song that I parodied all ready . . . it's all so connected . . . it's crazy!
These are all super retarded, yes, I know . . . they are very, very groan-worthy . . . so, groan if you must . . .
. . . but hey, at least most of you didn't have to be in the room to witness my karaoke night at Model UN! Now, THAT was crazy! I was going WILD with the parodies, man!
^_^
As Harry enters the passage through the pipes by means of the sink, the Basilisk lies in wait, just a ways from Ginny's body-- and he knows Harry is bound to come.
THE BASILISK: Load up your wand,
And bring your friend.
His sister's here,
And nearly dead.
She’s dying now;
Thanks to me.
Okay, I know,
It was Tom, really--
As Harry approaches, sliding down through the pipes, past the fallen rocks of Gilderoy's misguided curse, the Basilisk grows excited at the overwhelming scent.
The blood, the blood, the blood, I smell blood.
The blood, the blood, the blood, I smell blood.
The blood, the blood, the blood, I smell blood.
The blood, the blood, the blood . . .
Harry enters, and soon after the Basilisk attacks.
With my snake eyes, I'm so dangerous,
In this chamber that is spacious.
Try to fight me, so courageous,
In this chamber that is spacious.
Let me rip you!
Let me tear you!
Let me shred you!
Let me kill you!
Yeah!
He strikes out at Harry several times.
Yea!
Yea!
I've got this gift within my eyes;
Stare at me and be petrified.
Fawkes enters with the Sorting Hat and begins to assist Harry.
Take which that Dumbledore sent you;
There's not much even they can do.
However, Fawkes dives for the Basilisk's eyes, which are ruined and running with blood. He flails, and tries to resume his composure.
The blood, the blood, the blood, I smell blood.
The blood, the blood, the blood, I smell blood.
The blood, the blood, the blood, I smell blood.
The blood, the blood, the blood . . .
Still, the valiant Basilisk (erm, if you're on his side) fights on, using what powers he can.
With my eyes out, I'm still dangerous,
In this chamber that is spacious.
Try to fight me, so courageous,
In this chamber that is spacious.
Let me rip you!
Let me tear you!
Let me shred you!
Let me kill you!
Yeah!
He strikes blindly for Harry, who now wields his sword.
Yea!
Yea!
He pauses to make one more calculated attack on Harry.
And I forget
Just what it takes:
The way you stop me is my eyes.
I find it hard,
Hard to survive
When you have gone and made me blind.
The blood, the blood, the blood, I smell blood.
The blood, the blood, the blood, I smell blood.
The blood, the blood, the blood, I smell blood.
The blood, the blood, the blood . . .
He dives for Harry one last time, but Harry is too quick with the sword. It sinks deep into the roof of the Basilisk's mouth-- though with revenge from the Basilisk's teeth.
With my eyes out, I'm still dangerous,
In this chamber that is spacious.
Try to fight me, so courageous,
In this chamber that is spacious.
Let me rip you!
Let me tear you!
Let me shred you!
Let me kill you!
You have killed me!
You have killed me!
You have killed me!
You have killed me!
. . . and the Basilisk sinks into death reluctantly, flailing quite a lot. Aww, poor thing . . .
Special thanks to my sister YEA TORY!!! for the initial idea of Viktor using this song . . . she sang it with the accent, but I parodied it.
Viktor Krum watches Hermione secretly in the library.
Dance viff me;
I vant to be your partner,
Hermo-ninny,
And never mind the darker
Side of my school;
I think I like you,
So dance viff me.
Unfortunately, Viktor's usually tagging-along claque of screaming girls has found him-- so he tucks behind a bookshelf and watches Hermione from there.
My fangirls scream;
It does nothing for me.
But in the library,
There you look so pretty.
If it's not too late,
Vill you be my date,
And dance viff me?
Finally, he works up the courage to ask her.
Let me take you to the Ball.
Do you mind? Is it trouble at all?
I can take you if you want to go.
Dance viff me;
I vant to be your partner,
Hermo-ninny,
And never mind the darker
Side of my school;
I think I like you,
So dance viff me.
Let me take you to the Ball.
Do you mind? Is it trouble at all?
I can take you if you want to go.
Dance viff me;
I vant to be your partner,
Hermo-ninny,
And never mind the darker
Side of my school;
I think I like you,
So dance viff me.
. . . and she says yes . . . and the rest is history . . .
SPOTLIGHT:
If Gwen Stefani can remake "If I Were A Rich Man" from A Fiddler on the Roof, I can remake my parody of the original, too!
Though with differing motivations, Bellatrix Lestrange and Narcissa Malfoy, like their uncle, still carry on the Black family belief in the divine right of purebloods-- and all the benefits that accompany it.
BELLATRIX/NARCISSA: Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
BELLATRIX: Purebloods have the right to rule our world:
From the House of Black, we're Toujours Pur girls.
Don't refute our laws.
Don't stop our cause.
Don't!
NARCISSA: It's the bloodline,
It's the bloodline,
It's the bloodline,
It's the bloodline.
BELLATRIX: Yeah,
Purebloods have the right to rule our world:
From the House of Black, we're Toujours Pur girls.
Don't refute our laws.
Don't stop our cause.
Don't!
BELLATRIX/NARCISA: Since we are both purebloods,
Na-na na-na na-na na-na na-na na-na na,
See, we wield all the power in our world,
Since we are pureblooded girls.
No Mudblood can boss us,
Or cross us; we'll see to it that they wind up dead.
'Cause we wield all the power in our world,
Since we are pureblooded girls.
NARCISSA: Look at what my bloodline brings:
I've got everything,
Sitting in the Quidditch Cup top box,
In my fancy robes.
With Lucius and son Draco,
At the Malfoy manor, my grand home,
--After I left Grimmauld Place in London town.
Oh, the bloodline, baby, it means everything.
Oh, the bloodline, baby; it brings us more than work could bring.
Oh, the bloodline, baby, it means everything.
Don't need to work hard, baby,
For the bloodline's got inherent gold, oh, I know.
BELLATRIX/NARCISSA: Since we are both purebloods,
Na-na na-na na-na na-na na-na na-na na,
See, we wield all the power in our world,
Since we are pureblooded girls.
No Mudblood can boss us,
Or cross us; we'll see to it that they wind up dead.
'Cause we wield all the power in our world,
Since we are pureblooded girls.
NARCISSA: I've gotten me a rich pureblood man to
Supply me with House Elves that help me.
I dress them ragged; I give them names
Like Kreacher, Winky-- Dobby!
Hurry up now, come and serve me!
Oh, the bloodline, baby, it means everything.
Oh, the bloodline, baby; it brings us more than work could bring.
Oh, the bloodline, baby, it means everything.
Don't need to work hard, baby,
For the bloodline's got inherent gold, oh, I know.
BELLATRIX: Purebloods have the right to rule our world:
From the House of Black, we're Toujours Pur girls.
Don't refute our laws.
Don't stop our cause.
Don't!
NARCISSA: It's the bloodline,
It's the bloodline,
It's the bloodline,
It's the bloodline.
BELLATRIX: Yeah,
Purebloods have the right to rule our world:
From the House of Black, we're Toujours Pur girls.
Don't refute our laws.
Don't stop our cause.
Don't!
NARCISSA: It's the bloodline,
It's the bloodline,
It's the bloodline,
It's the bloodline.
BELLATRIX: What happened to our world?
Some Mudblood plan--
Resisting right back doomed me to Azkaban.
NARCISSA (sighing): Now it's my Lucius who's there, mmm.
BELLATRIX: You know we'll bust him out soon.
NARCISSA: Oh!
BELLATRIX: Ask that Malfoy and his wife; I'm for the pureblood power,
That's my kind of life.
BELLATRIX/NARCISSA: Oh, sure, you might call us wicked;
You're jealous of what we've got.
If you want to climb from the bottom to the top,
You better have the purest blood.
Since we are both purebloods,
Na-na na-na na-na na-na na-na na-na na,
See, we wield all the power in our world,
Since we are pureblooded girls.
No Mudblood can boss us,
Or cross us; we'll see to it that they wind up dead.
'Cause we wield all the power in our world,
Since we are pureblooded girls.
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
