Oh, I'm an uruk-hai and I'm ok,
I sleep all night and I kill all day!
I cut down men, I eat their guts
I go to the lavat'ry!
On Wednesdays I go shoppin'
And have buttered scones for tea!
Oh, I'm an uruk-hai and I'm ok,
I sleep all night and I kill all day!
I cut down men, I eat their guts
I like to press wild flow'rs
I dress in Nazgul's clothing.
And hang around in bars!
Oh, I'm an uruk-hai and I'm ok,
I sleep all night and I kill all day!
I wear high heels and chicken wings
My dancing is on par!
I wish I'd been a Hobbit
Just like my dear mammaaaaaaaa!
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"What mortal feels not awe/Nor trembles at our name,
Hearing our fate-appointed power sublime/Fixed by the eternal law.
For old our office, and our fame,"
-Aeschylus, Song of the Furies
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