bless a-my soul, what's wrong with me?
in two pieces, and my arm's in three
I used to
be together but I guess I'm not
shot- I'm all shot up.
I seem to
be broken on a garbage heap
else can stand on my own two feet
I'm on a
belt conveyor and it's getting hot
lot- I'm all shot up.
bit of old plastic is what's on my mind
bit closer, I can kiss my behind
all the troopers- had to warn the rest
of them shot me right in the chest!
I see Chewbacca giving Ugnaughts a scare
to him but my hand is way over there
better hurry if he wants to- save my butt
- I'm all shot up
million languages I know how to speak
now I couldn't even manage a squeak
Wookiee prob'ly doesn't even know how I fit
at this moment I don't care a bit!
broken in a box that's sitting down on the floor.
of stormtroopers just threw Han in the door.
he's feeling terrible, I know how it is
bits- I'm all shot up.
I'm all shot up!