No more
Mister Jedi

© PETER ANDERSSON

A MUSIC PARODY
BASED ON:
"NO MORE MISTER NICE GUY"
BY: MEGADETH



BONUS QUOTE:
"From a certain point onward there is no longer any turning back. That is the point that must be reached."
FRANZ KAFKA
 
Hollywood sagas of heroism have plot holes the size of planets. Thank Gawd! How else would we find that extra force to make parody of them. As for Star Wars I canít stop wondering why, for ten years, no-one on the Jedi Council thought of taking the just a few days long trip back to Tatooine to BUY Anakinís mother Shmi Skywalker out of slavery. It wasnít as if Watto was loaded with moolah and would have been able to resist a generous offer (or the threat of a light saber colonoscopy). No, instead they left a kid they knew from day one was a few gyros short of a restored balance to his own Midiclorians, a fumbling mentor trained by the only Jedi in a thousand years to lose a man-to-man combat with a Sith, and what they regarded as a suitable upbringing just within spitting distance from the best and worst among the warmonging pros and cons in the Galaxy Senate! No wonder Anakin ended up as a Dark Side Gangbanger doing Death Star Drive-Bys.

No more Mister Jedi
Me, a Jedi, Yeah Right!

I used to be such a Dudley Do-Right
íTil Siths got hold of me
I opened doors for little old Yoda
I helped Naboo be free

Iíve got no friends and a real bad draper
You can't be seen with me
And Iím haviní such a frown ícos Iíve lost a queen

No more Mister Jedi
No more little Ana-ke-en
No more Mister Jedi
(Heís Sith, Heís like Pal-pa-tine)

Iím not the chosen one no more, Ha - Iím impossible

Iíve got no friends ícos theyíre all now vapor
They can't be forced no more
And Iím gettiní bad renown, and Iím half machine

No more Mister Jedi
No more little Ana-ke-en
No more Mister Jedi
(Heís Sith, Heís like Pal-pa-tine)

R2 sparked me on the leg today
I did choke out my wife
Yodaís been thrown out of the acadímy, lurkiní
My kids they did hide
I went back home incognito
And everybody died
The empíror Sith he vitalized me
Bunched me I suppose

He said: No more - Jedi!

No more Mister Jedi
No more little Ana-ke-en
No more Mister Jedi
(Heís Sith, Heís like Pal-pa-tine)

No more Mister Jedi
No more little Ana-ke-en
No more Mister Jedi
(Heís Sith, Heís like Pal-pa-tine)

Naturally, I was never nice in the first place, althoughÖ Aaargh!



© Peter Andersson 2005

   

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