A long long time ago in a galaxy far away
Naboo was under an attack.
And I thought me and Qui-Gon Jinn could talk the Federation in
To maybe cutting them a little slack.
But their response, it didn't thrill us
They locked the doors and tried to kill us.
We escaped from that gas
We met Jar Jar and Boss Nass.
We took a bongo from the scene
And we went to Theed to see the Queen...
We all wound up on Tatooine...
That's where we found this boy.
CHORUS:
Oh my my this here Anakin guy
Maybe Vader some day later now he's just a small fry
He left his home and kissed his Mommy goodbye
Saying 'soon I'm gonna be a Jedi'
'Soon I'm gonna be a Jedi'....
Do you know this junkyard slave isn't even old enough to shave
But he can use the Force they say.
Ah, do you see him hitting on the Queen,
Though he's just 9 and she's 14?
Yeah, he's probably gonna marry her someday.
Oh I know he built C3P0
And I've heard how fast his pod can go
And we were broke, it's true
So we made a wager or two.
He was a pre-pubescent flying ace
And the minute Jabba started off that race
Well I knew who would win first place,
Oh yes, it was our boy.
Chorus
Well we finally got to Coruscant
The Jedi Council we knew would want
To see how good the boy could be.
So we took him there and we told the tale
How his midichlorians were off the scale
And he probably fulfilled that prophecy.
Well the Council was impressed, of course
Could he bring balance to the force?
They interviewed the kid
Oh, training they forbid
Because Yoda sensed in him much fear
And Qui-Gon said, 'Now listen here,
'Just stick it in your pointy ear
'I still will train this boy'.
Chorus
Well we took a ride back to Naboo
'Cause Queen Amidala wanted to
I frankly would have liked to stay.
And we all fought in that epic war
And it wasn't long at all before
Little Hotshot flew his plane and saved the day.
And in the end some Gungans died,
Some ships blew up and some pilots fried.
A lot of folks were croakin'
The battle droids were broken.
And the Jedi I admire most
Met up with Darth Maul and now he's toast
But I'm still here and he's a ghost...
I guess I'll train this boy.
Chorus.
Nobbled without permission. I hope no one minds