Lord of the Werewolves Copyright 2005 by Nelsongirl; So Listen Carefully to F. Greyback Copyright 2005 by Anon E. Mouse; I'm Proud to Be a Werewolf Copyright 2006 by Caius Marcius
A filk by Nelsongirl to the title tune from Man of La Mancha
This takes place when Lupin goes to live among the werewolves. Lupin and Greyback sing in separate locations, but it's still as one song.
FENRIR:
All my life, I've shown loyalty to the Dark Lord
And I helped with his most evil plans
The Dark Lord gives me small children as a reward
I bite and devour all I can
I am I, Fenrir Greyback, the lord of the werewolves
If you have small children, beware!
When the full moon is out and nobody's about
I transform and give children a scare
When I'm a werewolf, I scare
Children had better beware!
LUPIN:
Fenrir Greyback destroyed my whole life with one bite
And that cruelty I'll never forget
As a boy, I went into the forest one night
And the world's fiercest werewolf I met
I am I, Remus Lupin, the spy for the Order
I tell Dumbledore all that I learn
Greyback thinks that I'm his loyal friend and supporter
But for him my hatred still burns
For Greyback my hatred burns
Soon he will suffer in turn!
FENRIR:
I am I, Fenrir Greyback, the lord of the werewolves
Contamination is my goal
LUPIN:
Dumbledore knows exactly what Greyback is up to
He's under the Order's control
FENRIR:
The Dark Lord will soon reach his goal
So Listen Carefully to F. Greyback
A filk by Anon E. Mouse to the tune of The Ballade of Easy Living from Brecht & Weill's Threepenny Opera
FENRIR GREYBACK addresses werewolves in the underground, with assistance from a CHORUS OF ALREADY CONVERTED WEREWOLVES
GREYBACK:
So listen carefully to F. Greyback
GREYBACK & CHORUS OF WEREWOLVES:
GREYBACK:
So listen carefully to F. Greyback.
GREYBACK & CHORUS OF WEREWOLVES:
To the tune of I Want to Make the World Laugh from Jerry Herman's Mack and Mabel
THE SCENE: FENRIR GREYBACK gives a pep-talk to his wolfish minons.
GREYBACK:
It's truly a great gift
GREYBACK AND CHORUS OF WEREWOLVES
GREYBACK
GREYBACK AND CHORUS OF WEREWOLVES
Excuse me everybody for a sec.
Is this what werewolves are calling living?
You live in cages, bite yourselves all night.
Is this a punishment you're receiving?
They call us beasts, so let us just be beasts.
Let's run and hunt when moon is shining.
If they don't like it, we can just insist.
To me their anger isn't undermining
If you can hunt like wolves, let's not hold back.
So listen carefully to F. Greyback.
If you can hunt like wolves, let's not hold back.
I understand. They outnumber us.
So, let's change the odds and make thing fair.
Just take a bite and changes come to pass.
We rule the night, we matter out there.
We're born to hunt, and we should not hold back.
A wolf should not miss out on such treasure.
They have restrained us, why don't we fight back.
Just side with me and you will know pleasure.
If you can kill them all, let's not hold back.
So listen carefully to F. Greyback.
If you can kill them all, let's not hold back.
I'm Proud to Be a Werewolf
I totally like all
Effects of the cycle
When I'm made to be a werewolf
That place where Buzz Aldrin once planted a flag
Gives me two more legs and a tail to wag
Just let me explain, be-
Tween me and Lon Chaney
There's really not much of a gulf
When wizards see the full moon rising, they cringe
They know they gotta meet us, the lunatic fringe
It's better than average
To monthly get savage
When... I'm made to be a werewolf!
When we get to shape-shift
When we're made to be a werewolf
When a lycanthrope through the countryside runs
They melt their best silver to put in their guns
They once called you timid
A bit of a dim kid
Or maybe they said you're a goof
Thanks to a gibbous trend in the lunar orbit
Those who look down on you may be soon sore bit
We revel in moonshine
As it turns us canine
'Cause ... we're proud to be a werewolf!
How can we keep scowling
When we're out there howling
Once - we transform into werewolves
The people we hunt down, and pounce on and hurt
Just 30 days later to our side convert
The anti-wolf hype all
Against my/your disciples
Does not really matter a poof
Let Umbridge bring it on with her hemmingest frown:
We're gonna huff and puff and then blow her house down
We sing this grand carol
When we're growing feral
'Cause... we're proud to be a werewolf!
Lord Voldemort and the Death Eaters