Home is behind Death ahead And through every path we tread
I see fire, I see smoke I see blood and loss of hope Brothers peace comes not swords But with words I've summoned you all here Because it nears the end of Autumn And an evil army is forming And their numbers only broaden Eleves and Dwarves and Men Now need to form an ultimate squadron All's lost then! But Bard's Men? Oh dear, I've forgot them However, you two must join forces And set aside your quarrels Your skills and mettle should win this battle Not physics defying barrels Not to mention Smaug got out Now Esgatoth's in peril Man Middle Earth is screwed worse Than it was in your Misty Mountain carol Oh, but guess who's there and back in this Oh just, you know, the protagonist Bilbo Baggins's, verbal bag o' tricks Rappin quicker than you pricks could ever Smack your lips Now I know you guys are gonna laugh at this But I might be the one who got the dragon pissed But y'all got the brawn for what you lack in wits So if we band together we can handle this Ooh not a bad shot I barely heard his ass drop Uh those guys look mad boss Come on are you really that shocked? Wr slaughter Elf and Men, dawg With hardly even a half thought These fools don't know what we have got And look they've got a mascot Oh hey, the Dwarf king! He's a lot smaller in person He can't command without a stool to stand on Of that I'm fairly certain He's weak, like his father, could use a comb and a shave Revenge he seeks, are you bothered? Not when his head's on the tip of my blade I. I will not stand aside whilst you disrespect my bro here He's loyal and resolute like my future late friend Boromir He's got more particle of manliness within his own beard He's braver than his language skills Of yet he does not know fear Dude, I'm the sharpest archer In any book that you've flipped through Every generation I'm hip to Do you know how many I've lived though? And I've still got the power to split you and improve your bigger issue You're horrid like the son of this dude Count it! That's two I'm sorry we don't speak Elvis, ma'am But here is our interpretation You'd be a prettier girl With your bow around your head and lacerations This battle's over, we should go I'm getting bored too Just crawl back to your hipster limbo And let your wizard fight for you (Well they didn't really leave us many options, so everyone's cool with me summoning a few eagles, yes?) No! I've had up to here with you all You've grown egos with your height Make a spear of your staff Don't let eagles win your fights We were not clear, so it seems, Elf Now let me give you insight For every necessary beatdown on these punks I have the only right! You two, over there. You make the cutest couple You're like Tauriel and Kili, if you kiss with each other's knuckles Your faces seem to be remodelled by a toddler with a thousand piece puzzle You both disgust me, with shallower morals than a Hobbit piss puddle But I must admit I'm also flawed And prone to selfish ways I brought my men far from their homes They fought through hellish days But my kingdom's worth defending And my men worth fighting for So grab your swords Prep your hordes, motherf##kers I will have war! So here you find, death ahead Did you hear what I just said? You know what? Fine! I'll let you be, beat each other senselessly We will see who lives, my friend In the end