Tuesday, August 15, 2006

Prepare to Die! (Rocky Mountain High, John Denver)

For all you Princess Bride fans out there - and I know there are a lot of you - here is a startlingly bloodthirsty song to the tune of Rocky Mountain High. Inigo's got a natural high too, but something tells me peacenik John wouldn't approve too much... (Note: I know there was no "now" in the famed line. But I needed it, and I figure it was implied anyway...)

Prepare to Die!

I met you in the summer of a carefree childhood year
When you asked Dad to make you a six-fingered sword.
He painstakingly designed it. You demanded it and then
Slashed the heart of my poor dad, who I adored.

When you decimated my life on that unholy day,
I was young and wasn't very strong.
But my words will now be spoken, for I'm perfectly prepared.
I have waited for this moment for so long.

You killed my father; now prepare to die!
I see you have six fingers, and that's why
Your shadow will not darken the dungeon where you make men cry.
Now prepare to die! (You killed my father.)
Now prepare to die! (You killed my father.)

I know that you're a count; I'm intrepid Inigo
Montoya, and you really should fear me.
If I fail I will go crazy - but I will get the job done,
For the sake of my dad's sainted memory.

Now I walk, awash with gratitude that I at last have seen
Your foul face. Your life is mine to take.
I'm practically beside myself. Maybe now you'll understand
When you murdered Papa, you made a big mistake.

You killed my father; now prepare to die!
I see you have six fingers, and that's why
If you beg for mercy, you will hear my casual reply:
"Now prepare to die!" (You killed my father.)
Now prepare to die! (You killed my father.)

Did you ever stop to wonder whether I would find you here?
Did you underestimate my skill, my friend?
Now I want to see you on the ground. I'll shout out this phrase once more,
And then I will have my sweet revenge.

You killed my father; now prepare to die!
I see you have six fingers, and that's why
I know you are that same low and unscrupulous, unfeeling guy.
Now prepare to die!

My name is Inigo; now prepare to die!
I see you have six fingers, and that's why
I'm about to kill you. I will not be shy.
Now prepare to die! (You killed my father.)
Now prepare to die! (You killed my father.)
Now prepare to die! (You killed my father.)
Now prepare to die!

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