| Mandalorian, Mandalorian
|
| An abandoned stranger orphan
|
| Who was found as a foundling handed all
|
| He coulda handled, bounties coming out the walls
|
| Standing tall
|
| Joined the tribe, are you bound to fall
|
| Upon the point of a knife if you’re bountiful?
|
| What’s the point of living life without a calling
|
| You can rely on?
|
| Buy into the lifestyle of a bounty hunter
|
| Neither light nor dark but a pale penumbra
|
| Crawling out from under that rock
|
| That his salvador found him under
|
| Can’t help but wonder what’s under that helmet
|
| Come on, if I can’t have a look, can you tell me?
|
| Mandalorian, can perform
|
| For any tough crowd in carbonite, that’s a captive audience
|
| Keeping them alive in stacks
|
| An actual people Filofax
|
| Is he smiling behind the mask
|
| Or is he keeping his mind on the task?
|
| Eyes that’ll flash behind the glass ever vigilant
|
| Slide side to side and catch a vision
|
| That didn’t affect the less diligent
|
| Jarring the legend, intelligent Din Djarin
|
| Deleting dilly-dallying dilettantes
|
| Who come around here
|
| With delusions of grandeur
|
| Like an off-brand Brando
|
| If I’m honest, tell you what though
|
| Mando’s no Rambo, no Jango
|
| No Django, no Holmes, no Rathbone
|
| No Frodo, Han Solo, no Lando
|
| No landowner, Mando’s standing alone
|
| When he goes commando
|
| Goes hard on the eau de vie, tihaar, no hangover
|
| No action figure, no Hasbro
|
| Go Kenner or go home, that’s a dad joke
|
| Coming up out of the underground where my elders found me
|
| They gave me their help, now I give it myself to secure that bounty
|
| Accumulate wealth while I’m moving in stealth and I’m doing it well, see
|
| You’re stepping up onto a Mando, Mando, the Mandalorian
|
| Mando, Mando, the Mandalorian
|
| Mando, Mando, the Mandalorian
|
| Mando, Mando, the Mandalorian
|
| Same Kriff, different day
|
| What is it they say? |
| This is the way
|
| No gain without significant pain
|
| And no pain without significant pay
|
| So if you can pay enough beskar
|
| Then Din’s up to take on a Death Star
|
| His job satisfaction isn’t surveyed
|
| But getting the payment’s the best part
|
| Except ever since he met that kid
|
| His head’s been set to protect that kid
|
| Sudden paternal urges overcoming the summoning murderous words
|
| Of a certain Werner Herzog
|
| Not gonna stop and just watch while the hurt him
|
| Ain’t no trading and negotiating over baby Yoda, taking over
|
| Every waking moment, too cute, overloading your daily quota
|
| Till your brain is broken like you’re Ray Liotta
|
| Aw, what a doting father
|
| Breaking the briefs, gonna grief Greef Karga
|
| Better briefly see the armorer
|
| Then leave Nevarro for an even farther world
|
| A motherland, another planet
|
| Ducking underground to have the upper hand, understand it
|
| Another mother’s son but this man’s gonna dad it, and I stan it
|
| Because from experience loving a kid is as tough as obsidian, nothing’s as good
|
| as it
|
| What, give it in? |
| Let Moff Gideon win
|
| And give him the pleasure of getting all the dividends?
|
| Nah, not happening
|
| Like Din taking off his mask again
|
| Splash, the empire was a wide ocean
|
| Deep too, so keep your eyes open
|
| My advice would be to find a visor
|
| That is bifocal, both sides are focused
|
| Everyone’s out for their self in this hellscape failed state, society broken
|
| Quietly hoping for their escape but they’ll be devastated, I have spoken
|
| Coming up out of the underground where my elders found me
|
| They gave me their help, now I give it myself to secure that bounty
|
| Accumulate wealth while I’m moving in stealth and I’m doing it well, see
|
| You’re stepping up onto a Mando, Mando, the Mandalorian
|
| Mando, Mando, the Mandalorian
|
| Mando, Mando, the Mandalorian
|
| Mando, Mando, the Mandalorian |