His name was Solo,
he was a smuggler
He flew the Falcon
everywhere, with a two-meter lump of hair
he was in trouble,
he owed to Jabba
he had to fix his
credit flow, so there was just one place to go
a wretched hive,
you see
of scum and
villainy
The cantina in Mos
Eisley was his destiny!
It was Solo, in
the cantina
the beer, it don't
come any greener
here with Solo, in
the cantina
music and blasters
and Sullustan pastas here with Solo!
He was in luck...
His name was
Greedo, he wore a blaster.
He'd used it all
across the land, and now he had it in his hand,
and he was waiting,
waiting for Solo
when a commotion
to his right looked like an entertaining fight
'Cause Doctor
Evezan
wanted to do Luke
in
When Kenobi pulled
out a saber, Ponda lost a limb!
Here with Solo, in
the cantina
it was when Luke
was such a wiener
here with Solo, in
the cantina
music and Wookiees
and Rodian cookies here with Solo!
There was some
blood..
So later Greedo
ran into Solo
poor Solo had
nowhere to run, 'cause he was looking down a gun
and Greedo pushed
him, back to the table
where Solo said he
had a stash, and Greedo asked him for the cash
But Solo's gun
went blam
and Greedo's head
went slam
then Solo got up
and left the table, left for Alderaan!
Here with Solo, in
the cantina
you'll find every
wierd Tattooiner
here with Solo, in
the cantina
liquids distilling
and infrequent killing here with Solo!
come try your luck..
come try your luck.