Stuck on top of Orthanc with the...
MINAS BLUES AGAIN
(from Strawhead on Strawhead)
by Hob Dylan
Oh, Saruman draws circles
Up and down Isengard
I'd ask him what the matter was
But I know that I'd get scarred
And the Dwarves treat me kindly
And furnish me with cram
But deep inside my heart
I know that I can't scram
Oh, Gwaihir, can this really be the end
To be stuck on top of Orthanc
With the Minas blues again
Well, Gandalf, he's in the attic
With his pointed hat and his staff,
Speaking to some Uruk
Who say I make them laugh
And I would send a message
To find out what Baggins has got
But the Pony has been raided
And Butterbur has forgot
Oh, Gwaihir, can this really be the end
To be stuck on top of Orthanc
With the Minas blues again
Ferny tried to tell me
To stay away from the Greenway trail
He said that all the half-Orc Men
Just drink up your blood like ale
And I said, "Oh, I didn't know that,
But then again, there's only one I met
And he just smote my pipe-weed
And smoked my helmet "
Oh, Gwaihir, can this really be the end
To be stuck on top of Orthanc
With the Minas blues again
Denethor died last week
And now he's buried in the rocks
But everybody still talks about
How badly they were shocked
But me, I expected it to happen,
I knew he'd lost control
When he built a pyre on Rath Dínen
And smote Beregond full of holes.
Oh, Gwaihir, can this really be the end
To be stuck on top of Orthanc
With the Minas blues again
Now the Witch-King came down here
Showing ev'ryone his sword
Handing out free tickets
To the crossing of the ford
And me, I nearly got punctured
And wouldn't it be my doom
To get caught without a ticket
And discovered beneath Balin's tomb
Oh, Gwaihir, can this really be the end
To be stuck on top of Orthanc
With the Minas blues again
Now Saruman gave me two cures
Then he said, "Go right ahead"
The one was Orkish medicine
The other was just lembas bread
And like a fool I mixed them
And it muddled up my lore
And now Olog just get uglier
And I have no miruvor
Oh, Gwaihir, can this really be the end
To be stuck on top of Orthanc
With the Minas blues again
Beruthiel says come see her
In her Belfalas lagoon
Where I can watch her Springle-Ring
'Neath her Harondorian moon
And I say, "Oh, fie on you
You must know about my Nimrodel"
And she says, "Your Nimrodel just knows the woods
But I know the Bay of Bel"
Oh, Gwaihir, can this really be the end
To be stuck on top of Orthanc
With the Minas blues again
Now the stonework on Rath Celerdain
Where the sable soldiers marched
It's all built there so perfectly
It all seems so well arched
And here I sit so patiently
Waiting to find out what spell
You have to know to get out of
Going through this doom so fell.
Oh, Gwaihir, can this really be the end
To be stuck on top of Orthanc
With the Minas blues again
(from Strawhead on Strawhead)
by Hob Dylan
Oh, Saruman draws circles
Up and down Isengard
I'd ask him what the matter was
But I know that I'd get scarred
And the Dwarves treat me kindly
And furnish me with cram
But deep inside my heart
I know that I can't scram
Oh, Gwaihir, can this really be the end
To be stuck on top of Orthanc
With the Minas blues again
Well, Gandalf, he's in the attic
With his pointed hat and his staff,
Speaking to some Uruk
Who say I make them laugh
And I would send a message
To find out what Baggins has got
But the Pony has been raided
And Butterbur has forgot
Oh, Gwaihir, can this really be the end
To be stuck on top of Orthanc
With the Minas blues again
Ferny tried to tell me
To stay away from the Greenway trail
He said that all the half-Orc Men
Just drink up your blood like ale
And I said, "Oh, I didn't know that,
But then again, there's only one I met
And he just smote my pipe-weed
And smoked my helmet "
Oh, Gwaihir, can this really be the end
To be stuck on top of Orthanc
With the Minas blues again
Denethor died last week
And now he's buried in the rocks
But everybody still talks about
How badly they were shocked
But me, I expected it to happen,
I knew he'd lost control
When he built a pyre on Rath Dínen
And smote Beregond full of holes.
Oh, Gwaihir, can this really be the end
To be stuck on top of Orthanc
With the Minas blues again
Now the Witch-King came down here
Showing ev'ryone his sword
Handing out free tickets
To the crossing of the ford
And me, I nearly got punctured
And wouldn't it be my doom
To get caught without a ticket
And discovered beneath Balin's tomb
Oh, Gwaihir, can this really be the end
To be stuck on top of Orthanc
With the Minas blues again
Now Saruman gave me two cures
Then he said, "Go right ahead"
The one was Orkish medicine
The other was just lembas bread
And like a fool I mixed them
And it muddled up my lore
And now Olog just get uglier
And I have no miruvor
Oh, Gwaihir, can this really be the end
To be stuck on top of Orthanc
With the Minas blues again
Beruthiel says come see her
In her Belfalas lagoon
Where I can watch her Springle-Ring
'Neath her Harondorian moon
And I say, "Oh, fie on you
You must know about my Nimrodel"
And she says, "Your Nimrodel just knows the woods
But I know the Bay of Bel"
Oh, Gwaihir, can this really be the end
To be stuck on top of Orthanc
With the Minas blues again
Now the stonework on Rath Celerdain
Where the sable soldiers marched
It's all built there so perfectly
It all seems so well arched
And here I sit so patiently
Waiting to find out what spell
You have to know to get out of
Going through this doom so fell.
Oh, Gwaihir, can this really be the end
To be stuck on top of Orthanc
With the Minas blues again