Frodo lost a finger, Luke his whole right hand,
King Arthur lost his kingdom,
and Lennon lost the band.
Nero fiddled sweetly, Neville said it’s cool,
if you can’t see what’s coming,
then brother you’re a fool.
Sound the bell with vigor, the thugs at the gate,
are shoving on their jackboots,
and shouting out their hate.
Whether you’re a farmer, wear a suit and tie,
what we want to know here,
is where your conscience lies.
It’s ok to stumble, some will even fall,
for you to be a hero,
you first must hear the call.
Slide into your armor, sharpen up your sword,
link arms with your sister,
get ready for the horde.
Frodo saved the Shire and Luke saved his dad,
Arthur saved his land entire,
and John was never sad.
Nero was an asshole, Neville even worse
if you can’t see what’s coming,
then brother you are cursed.