Harry Must Die
Original: America Pie
Artist: Don McLean
A long, long time ago...
I can still remember
How the magic used to make me smile.
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could take over all of France
And, maybe, they'd let me be for a while.
But Harry Potter made me shiver
With every spell I'd deliver.
That scar of his would protect
My plan I needed to perfect.
I can't remember the time of spent,
Tracking down where Harry went,
But pride will swell up inside,
The day Harry Potter dies.
So bye-bye, Harry Potter boy.
Drove my patience to the limit,
But I will survive.
And that scar in your head will be your demise.
Singing, "Soon Voldemort will rise.
Soon Voldemort will rise."
Did you write the book of love,
And do you have faith in your Mother's love,
If Dumbledore tells you so?
Do you believe that ancient scroll,
Magic won't save your mortal soul,
I can teach you how to die real slow?
Well, I know that you're an issue boy
Don't you know your wand is not a toy
Spells that knock you off your broom
Practicing in that hidden room.
I was a lonely teenage warlock
With a wand that only you did block,
But I know you'll run out of luck
The day her magic dies.
I started singing,
"Bye-bye, Harry Potter boy."
Drove my patience to the limit,
But I will survive.
And that scar in your head will be your demise.
Singing, "Soon Voldemort will rise.
Soon Voldemort will rise."
Now for ten years I've been on my own
Seeking out the sorcerers stone,
But that's not how it should be.
Before the Dark Mark hung for all to see,
No one feared who I would be
Rather alike as wizards, you and me,
Oh, Dumbledore was impressed of course,
Praised my ability 'til he was hoarse
Such a curious young kid
Delved into magic they forbid.
When others did begin to fear
The professors told me "Now listen here."
But into the Dark Arts I did peer.
The day weak Riddle died.
I started singing,
"Bye-bye, Harry Potter boy."
Drove my patience to the limit,
But I will survive.
And that scar in your head will be your demise.
Singing, "Soon Voldemort will rise.
Soon Voldemort will rise."
I caught a ride on Quirrell's back
'Cause my body’s a bit slack
I frankly found wits he did lack
Fighting you can be such a bore
Getting rid of you seems a chore
Why must I wait for this day?
And in the end your friends will die
Some bridges will blow up and muggles will fry
A lot of folks will be croakin'
Your Mother’s charm will be broken
And the wizard you admire most
Will meet a foe and end up toast
Well, I'm still here, you'll be a ghost
The day Harry Potter dies.
Everyone's singing,
"Bye-bye, Harry Potter boy."
Drove my patience to the limit,
But I will survive.
And that scar on your head will be your demise.
Singing, "Soon Voldemort will rise.
Soon Voldemort will rise."
We were singing,
"Bye-bye, Harry Potter boy."
Drove my patience to the limit,
But I will survive.
And that scar on your head will be your demise.
Singing, "Soon Voldemort will rise.
Soon Voldemort will rise."