The Max Rebo band (To: Billy Joel's "The Pianoman")

Parody lyrics copyright 1993 by Steven Cavanagh.

Episode: VI

Notes: One of my first ones. The sound file is a bit short- I wrote it to the actual song.

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It's nine o'clock down at Jabba's place

the regular crowd waddles in

there's a wierd thing sitting next to me

it has three eyes and mottled grey skin.

 

Fett says Max can you play me a memory

I'm not really sure how it goes

but it's haunting and sweet and if you miss a beat

this carbine will blow off your nose.

 

La la la, de de da

La da de de da, da dum..

 

Sing us a song now, Max Rebo Band

sing us a song tonight

'cause we're all in the mood for a melody

except Solo, who's in carbonite.

 

Now Jabba the Hutt is a friend of mine

he gives me my life for free

And because he's a Hutt, why, we all kiss his butt

or the rancor will have us for tea.

 

He said "Bo Shuda, offom da Tukatti!"

as he stuffed a frog into his face

but we don't know a woid, 'cause he shot the talkdroid

So we'll smile and nod, just in case.

 

Sing us a song now, Max Rebo Band

sing us a song tonight

'cause we're all in the mood for a melody

except Solo, who's in carbonite.

 

Sy Snootles is our favourite vocalist

her face, it ain't launching no ships.

Don't know why it behove her to go kiss a hoover

but that's how she got those wierd lips.

 

A Gammorean guard is headbutting bricks

as another one gnaws on a bone

and I don't know which has less intelligence

either those two big thugs or the stone.

 

Oh, La la la da, de de da

La la de de da, da dum..

 

Sing us a song now, Max Rebo Band

sing us a song tonight

'cause we're all in the mood for a melody

except Solo, who's in carbonite.

 

It's a pretty good crowd, here at Jabba's place

it's a killing, that's why we're all here

we'll sail over the dune to the pit of Carkoon

and we'll toss someone in with a cheer.

 

'Cause we’ve got a new droid on the pedestal

and a man in black's come in the door

he just pointed a gun over Salicious Crumb

and then promptly fell through the floor.

 

Oh, La la la da, de de da

La la de de da, da dum..

 

Sing us a song now, Max Rebo Band

sing us a song tonight

for the last of the Jedi is down below

and the rancor is gripping him tight