Tolkien Fan Fiction
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(When boredom strikes, it strikes hard. You should recognize this as the Lumberjack song by Monty Python.) |
| I'm a Dúnedain, and I'm okay. I sleep all night. I work all day. Dúnedain: He's a Dúnedain, and he's okay. He sleeps all night and he works all day. I hunt down orcs. I eat my lunch. I go to the lavatory. On Wednesdays I go shoppin' And have buttered scones for tea. Dúnedain: He hunts down orcs. He eats his lunch. He goes to the lavatory. On Wednesdays he goes shopping And has buttered scones for tea. Chorus: I'm (He's) a Dúnedain, and I'm (he's) okay. I (He) sleep(s) all night and I (he) work(s) all day. I hunt down orcs. I skip and jump. I like to press wild flowers. I put on hobbit’s clothing And hang around in pubs. Dúnedain: He hunts down orcs. He skips and jumps. He likes to press wild flowers. He puts on hobbit’s clothing And hangs around in pubs?! Chorus: I'm (He's) a Dúnedain, and I'm (he's) okay. I (He) sleep(s) all night and I (he) work(s) all day. I hunt down orcs. I wear fake feet, Suspendies, and a bra. I wish I'd been a hobbit, Just like my dear Frodo! Dúnedain: He hunts down orcs. He wears fake feet, Suspendies, and a bra?! Chorus: I'm (He's) a Dúnedain, and I'm (he's) okay. I (He) sleep(s) all night and I (he) work(s) all day. Yes, I'm (He's) a Dúnedain, and I'm (he's) ok-a-y. I (He) sleep(s) all night and I (he) work(s) all day. |
A Dúnedain is basically a Ranger (in other words, picture Aragorn singing). |