So as I gradually woke up this morning, I had Bohemian Rhapsody and X-wing both rolling around in my sleep-addled head. So I just went with it, and this is it.
For your amusement, I present:
Bandit Squadron Rhapsody
To the tune of Bohemian Rhapsody, by Queen (If by some weird chance you do not know what song this is, do yourself a favor and go listen to it now ).
Is Star Wars sci-fi?
Or is it just fantasy?
A long time ago,
Far, far away from reality.
Lock your S-foils,
Galactic war boils ‘round me,
I’m just a Bandit, I need no sympathy,
Because I’m easy come, easy go,
Just 12 points, costed low,
Anyway the dice roll, doesn’t really matter to me,
To me…
Mothma, They killed Fat Han,
Surrounded him with a swarm,
We should have taken Corran Horn.
Mothma, Swiss rounds had just begun,
But now I’ve gone and thrown it all away.
Mothma, ooh…
Didn’t mean to block our guys,
If I’m not back in your squadron list tomorrow.
Carry on, carry on, because I don’t really matter.
Too late, my time has come,
Pulse Missiles without a lock,
Should have used me just to block,
Goodbye, everybody, I’ve got to go,
Gonna get blown up right before I could shoot.
Mothma, ooh…
I don’t wanna die,
I sometimes wish I’d never taken missiles at all.
I see a little VI Echo with a cloak
ACD! ACD! How the hell is he behind me?
5 red dice at range one,
And I bite the big one, you see.
(Chiraneau) Chiraneau,
(Chiraneau) Chiraneau,
Chiraneau with expose!
And I explo-o-o-ode.
I’m just a Bandit, nobody loves me,
(He’s just a Bandit, just thrown in as fodder,
Spare him his life, just at least until round 3!)
Evades come, evades go, will you let me roll?
Howlrunner! No, I roll my two green dice. (No evades!)
Howlrunner! I roll my two green dice. (No evades!)
Howlrunner! I roll my two green dice. (No evades!)
I roll my two green dice. (No evades!)
Never, never trust green dice,
Never trust green dice, oh-oh-oh-oh.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Oh, Mon Mothma, oh Mon Mothma (Oh Mon Mothma, let me go.)
Darth Vader has ATC and a lock on me, on me, on me!
So you think you can stress me and expect me to fly?
So you think you can crit me and leave me to die?
Oh, Soontir! Can’t expect me to fight Soontir!
Just gonna fly off, just gonna fly right off the map.
Ooh,
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah
I don’t really matter,
Anyone can see,
I don’t really matter,
Not much point in fielding poor me.
Anyway the dice roll.
Edit: fixed typo
Edited by Herowannabe