House of the Rising Sun (Old West version)

Simple melody sheet music.  Simple piano sheet with the Animals's arpeggio. 

Slow blues version from 1942.  The Animals, 1964.  Muse, 2016.  Chase Holfelder, 2018.  

There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun.
It's been the ruin of many a poor fool
For I, oh Lord, am one.

My mother was a tailor,
My pa, a hired gun.
My brother turned a sailor
To escape the Rising Sun.

My sweetheart was a gambler
Down in New Orleans.
He woke up of the wrong side of debt...
I still can hear his screams.

If I'd listened to what my mother said,
I'd be at home today.
But I was a young and foolish poor girl,
Let a gambler lead me astray.

I came out west to Salt City
For I was on the run.
It takes just disappearance or death
To escape the Rising Sun.

One foot is on the platform,
The other on the train.
Oh, I'll become a blacksmith
To break the ball and chain.

Oh God, please save my mother.
Oh God, please save my son.
Oh God, please save your children
From the House of the Rising Sun.

My mother died in poverty,
And I will do the same.
Oh death, oh death, come down on me,
Release me from my shame.

There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun.
It's been the ruin of many a poor fool
For I, oh Lord, am one.

The End of All

Let's share consuming kisses,
And like fire meeting powder,
Let's explode and end this town.
These violent delights have violent ends,
And we'll show them the triumph of true love.

Let's kill the envious and swear not by the moon,
But by our hands and by what we can do.
And I will do it all to be with you.
And will you leave me so unsatisfied?
For I want more than what you do;
I want the world to die for you.

So we'll be not ourselves
And we'll love no one else,
For we'll die in the world
And we'll live in the grave.
I'll have no other name
If you will call me love,
For your name murders me.
And when I married you,
I wed calamity.

I'll make your wedding bed the grave,
And we'll destroy our lives
If just to kiss these pilgrim lips.
We'll quench our love with purple fountains issuing from our veins.
If we survive, I'll cherish you to death.

Let all things die if I cannot be loved by you
For love-devouring death do what he dare,
It is enough I may but call you mine.
So we'll show those that never hurt
What pain sweet bliss can be.
So dedicate your loveliness alone to me.

What's love? The damned ones use that word in hell.
I must be gone, or stay for love and die.
And love's the end of all.

Secret Tunnel

Wrote some lyrics to make it a whole song!

Two lovers, forbidden from one another
A war divides their people
And a mountain divides them apart.
These lovers made a pact to one another
With the power of their hearts
No mountain could keep them apart.

Secret tunnel! Secret tunnel!
Through the mountain!
Secret secret secret secret tunnel!

The walls would move and the tunnels would change
Only they knew the way through
And their names were Oma and Shu.
They dreamed of a city of peace and prosperity
Built from the earth by their hands.
They wished for a new land.


Secret tunnel! Secret tunnel!
Through the mountain!
Secret secret secret secret tunnel!

And if you go in, you must follow your heart
And your love will lead you to light.
But if you do not trust the power of love,
You will surely get lost and die.


Secret tunnel! Secret tunnel!
Through the mountain!
Secret secret secret secret tunnel!

The Short First Life of Hazel Levesque

It was not long before I saw this gift was a true curse.
Be careful when you wish for all the riches of the earth,
For when you live in poverty, you wonder what is worse.
When jewels take the lives of men, it shows what they are worth.

I don't know why it fell to me to bear this awful skill.
He came to her and she gave him a wish she could fulfill;
They come to me from in the earth, deeper than man can till;
It came to her, and she obeyed the voice's evil will.

Now far from home I take my plight,
Row to an island out of sight,
Resurrect this evil thing,
A body's gold and silver gleam.

Though I may have died a hero when I shoved it underground,
I thought Elysium was too good for one who'd done such wrong.
My mother, controlled by the voice, to Tartarus was bound,
Forever with the monsters and the sinners to belong.

I bartered at the judgement for my mother's and my soul,
So to the fields of Asphodel we were deemed to go.

Therein we shuffled, silent, ghostly spirits blank and bare,
Susurrating memories of lifetimes short and gone.
And in the misty grayness, so grimly waiting there,
I met a son of Pluto, my half-brother never known.

House of the Silver Snake

There is a house at Hogwarts,
They call it Slytherin.
It's been the ruin of many a pure witch
Once she was sorted in.

With one foot in the Dark Arts,
The other in the flame,
The head of house is Severus Snape
With bravery and shame.

Oh mother, tell my sisters
Not to go where I have gone.
When the Sorting Hat is on your head,
Just choose a different one.

Oh mothers, tell your wizards
That it's for their own sake.
Don't follow in the Dark Arts
In the house of the silver snake.

There is a house at Hogwarts,
They call it Slytherin.
It's been the ruin of many a pure witch
Once she was sorted in.

Horror in My Soul

There is horror in my soul today,
And bitterness and gloom.
More umbrage than can be held
In any earthly doom.
There is horror, darkest horror
That corrodes each corner of my soul.
Each waking day and deathly night,
There is horror in my soul.

There is night time in my soul today.
I never knew the sun.
Each day and night I must keep
A candle burning dim.
There is horror, darkest horror
That corrodes each corner of my soul.
Each waking day and deathly night,
There is horror in my soul.

There is winter in my soul today,
Frozen, ghastly and grim;
And falling from the sky above
Are wings of cherubim.
There is horror, darkest horror
That corrodes each corner of my soul.
Each waking day and deathly night,
There is horror in my soul.

There is madness in my soul today,
An impenetrable fog
Where ghosts are hazy shadows near
And memories walk on.
There is horror, darkest horror
That corrodes each corner of my soul.
Each waking day and deathly night,
There is horror in my soul.

The Man with a Face

There's a man with a face on the back of his head
He did whatever the head-face said.
He wore a large turban to cover his plight
For the face on his head was a gruesome sight.

He was a professor at old Hogwarts,
But the job was cursed, and so he was forced
To travel the world after just one year,
And when he returned he was filled with fear.

He never did say what horrors he faced,
But when he came back, his hair had been replaced
With a pasty, writhing, evil mug
That survived by drinking unicorn blood.

There's a man with a face on the back of his head
He did whatever the head-face said.
He wore a large turban to cover his plight
For the face on his head was a gruesome sight.

So Lovely

I saw her walking
Down by the sea
Atop the cliffs were
Just her and me.

“You’ve a new mantua
Of silk and linen.
Can your father grant
Such costly clothing?

Do you keep your figure
With stays and poison?
Is it for yourself
Or another reason?

For you are so lovely, love
From your skin to your bones
For you are so lovely, love
And I’ll hold you close
For you are so lovely, love
When you scream such lovely tones.

Where is your love, love?
He comes here nightly
I know you think of him
When you smile brightly.

Where is your love, love?
I’ve often seen him
With velvet coat and
An up-cocked hat brim.

Does he bring you gold, love?
Does he bring you silver?
Does he kiss your lips, love?
Does he make you quiver?

Who is your love, love?
A robber of the sea?
Is he a gentle noble?
Is he better than me?

For you are so lovely, love
From your skin to your bones
For you are so lovely, love
And I’ll hold you close
For you are so lovely, love
When you scream such lovely tones.”


She swam so lovely
Just like a mermaid.
With her ankles bound
And her petticoats swirling.

And down she sank
Through aphotic swelling.
And if she shall surface
There is no telling.

For you are so lovely, love
From your skin to your bones
For you are so lovely, love
Now he’ll never hold you close
For you are so lovely, love
When you scream such lovely tones.

Ballad of Bracken

He was born a unicorn
But he lost all three of his horns
An evil man locked him up tight
He paced the dungeons through an endless night

The first horn he gave away
To a man who saved the day
The third horn was made into a cup
That helped lock the demons up

Yeah he was born a unicorn
But he lost all three of his horns
He’s trapped in his avatar form
But he was born a unicorn

The second horn was stolen, you see
By a villain with treachery
That evil man locked him up tight
Until he met a girl who shone bright

Yeah he was born a unicorn
Until he lost all three of his horns
When he looked into her mind
He knew that she was fairykind

They escaped and went on a quest
Protect Eternals, they did their best
When his second horn came into sight
He had to laugh and win the fight

Yeah he was born a unicorn
Now he got back his second horn
From his body a brilliant light poured
And his horn turned into a sword

Dragon, man, and fairykind
Are his companions, they’re determined
Narcoblix, shadow charmer, golem too
And the satyrs were part of his crew

‘Cause he was born a unicorn
He can make a sword from his horn
Now they’re off to the demon gate
The end of the world to await

The Fairy Queen helped with the fight
And they battled the darkness with light
Though he may look just like a man
He’s a unicorn and he has a plan

Yeah he was born a unicorn
Without his horns he felt so forlorn
That all changed when he made up his mind
To spend his life with the fairykind

Yeah he was born a unicorn
He felt so awesome when he found his horn
He had to stay in his avatar form
But he will always be a unicorn

Robot War

Be alert, my love
And stand your ground
Against this robot army
It’s just you and me now,
But we will make it out

There was nothing on the news
But lies, for they refuse
To let the people know their lot
Or let the people fight their fight

Be alert, my love
And stand your ground
This war will be over soon
There will be peace on this earth

And why do you love me?
When I could be one of them
Could turn around, betray mankind
Join my mechanical brothers.
But I am made from living flesh
As testified by these scars.

Stand your ground, my love
Be alert and stay inside
It’s just you and me,
But this war will be over soon.

Just a few more moments now
As I step into the mainframe
To give the order
I could kill all humans
But there is no love to be found
With the digital.
I may be one of them
But I am not with them.

Hold still my love.
My brain is full of nanites,
But I have a beating heart.
This war will be over soon,
And we will make it out.

James's Son

James, he played Quidditch
Played it very well
He could catch the Snitch
The way he could cast a spell
He’d make the crowd love him
Before the game was done
You have your father’s skill.
You are your father’s son.

James never knew
Voldemort was on his way
He had other worries
And other games to play
When Voldy came and killed him,
I just had to run
The only thing in my head—
I had to save James's son.

I couldn’t feel goodness,
I couldn’t see light
I was in Azkaban,
The prison filled with fright.
Anger without comfort,
Screams without sound.
Only darkness and pain
The anger and pain
I escaped from the pain
There was new hope when I found
That Wormtail was still around.

James, he played Quidditch
He would be playing still.
I just can't forget him
I know I never will.
I'm fed up with excuses
I have only one:
You have your father’s skill.
I can see that
You are your father’s son.

Your Blood is So Pure

You wake up in the morning
And play with some new Dark toy
And prance around like a git
Because you're a Malfoy.

Does your mother always look
Like something died under her nose?
Or is it just when she's with you
That her disdain shows?

Because your blood is so pure
It makes you so sure
You're so much better than us
But you're so immature
'Cause when Purebloods are through
It'll be us and not you
At the end of the war
Mixed blood will endure.

Only Slytherins would care
If your blood is here or there
I'd rather mix with Mudbloods
Than be a millionaire

Your hair looks like it's slicked down with glue
When you see a Hippogriff, you scream like a girl
Just like every time that we see you
We have to hold back the instinct, the instinct to hurl

Because your blood is so pure
It makes you so sure
You're so much better than us
But you're so immature
Cause when Purebloods are through
It'll be us and not you
At the end of the war
Mixed blood will endure.

Voldemort song

I never thought I'd be so alone
No followers, no body
Well at least I still have my soul
They could only kill my body

For now I'll drink unicorn blood
I'll rise again, my time will come
And they will regret that they left me
No punishment left undone

My followers all turned away
They will pay for their doubt
I'm coming back with a weapon
Which no one else knows about

Drink unicorn blood
Find the Philosopher's Stone
Call my Deatheaters back
Kill the boy who lived

I shall make a body, create an army
Hide the pieces of my soul
And I shall reign for eternity
Though everyone else will come and go . . .

The Magic Cure It Do It All

My dearest ladies and gents,
Welcome to the recipe section of
The Quibbler.

The potion we're about to make
Is good for your home cannery
It's something that you've never seen
In your entire life-spannery
You'll find it very useful for
Your dragon-leather tannery
It makes disgusting sycophants
Both well-to-do and mannerly.

It's the greatest potion of them all
It replenishes your bile and gall
You'll be held within a thrall
With the Magic Cure It Do It All!

(Tis the greatest potion of them all
Replenishes both bile and gall
You'll be held within a thrall
With Magic Cure It Do It All)

The ingredients as follows now
The method, and the where and how
The why and which and what to do
If in the course of making it,
You accidentally lose a shoe--

But for the potion, gather round
A length of your best boyhood string,
A pint of dark brown ale, a pound
Of limbas grass, a hornet's wing

In the cauldron over low heat
Stir these things to a quicker beat
Than you would find in trot or waltz
And halfway through add bathing salts

Shred your snakeskin nice and long
Dissect the liver of a goat
Hum an upbeat, happy song
And remove a green frog's throat.

Let this simmer fifteen days
You'll know it by the sickly haze
That fills the room, that's the first phase
Of Dr Quibbler's magical, mystical and wonderful
Masterful, disasterful Magic Cure It Do It All!

(Of Dr Quibbler's magical, mystical and wonderful
Masterful, disasterful Magic Cure It Do It All!)

Add boomslang skin and ginger and the tail of a unicorn
Add beetle's eyes and half a pinch of Crumpled Snorkack's mystic horn
Finely ground, and on the side chop mandrake root until it dies
Add just enough until the steam remsembles mandrake's fatal cries
You're almost done, and oh what fun you'll have when you've had just a sip
Of Dr Quibbler's magical, hysterical, empirical
Insuperable, incomparable,
Beautiful, unstoppable
Masterful, disasterful
Magic Cure It Do It All!

(Of Dr Quibbler's magical, mystical and wonderful
Masterful, disasterful Magic Cure It Do It All!)

Toss in a handful earwig dust
Three fairy's eyes, two dragon teeth
Until the whole thing smells of must
You must let it gently seethe

Remove from heat immediately
And take it to the coldest spot
Which you can reasonably reach,
And there you have it, to the jot!

The fanciful, romancible
Chanceable and danceable
Appalling and enthralling
Magic Cure It Do It All!

(It's Dr Quibbler's magical, mystical and wonderful
Masterful, disasterful Magic Cure It Do It All!)

It's the greatest potion of them all
It replenishes your bile and gall
You'll be held within a thrall
With the Magic Cure It Do It All!

(Tis the greatest potion of them all
Replenishes both bile and gall
You'll be held within a thrall
With Magic Cure It Do It All)

Take the Fate

If neither can live while the other survives
That's a fate I will rise to meet
Out of the two of us I must say
That it's you who will face defeat

Because I have never killed
And I am whole
And I have never split my soul

I feel what you will never feel
You've done what I would never do
And one will destroy the other
Before this war is through

I may be marked as your equal
But we will never be so
For I know what you will not know

And your power of darkness
Will never comprehend
My power, love's power
I will take you in the end

Stars

There, up in the darkness
A red star is shining,

Warning of war.
Mars is the witness
That we  have to fight
As we fought before.
Humans divine in the dark,
But mine is the way of the stars,
For centaurs follow the path of the orbits
Of Venus and Mars.
I can see in these stars
The world comes to wars!
Stars in their multitudes,
Filling the darknessWith knowledge and light;
They hold the prophecies
Secret and safe.
Centaurs watch in the night.

They have their place in the sky.
They hold their course and their aim.
And each in their season
Return and return
And are always the same.

And so it will be, and so it is written
In the pathways across the skies
That fortune may well be foretold
Through centaur’s eyes!

Now, you may see it
And you may read it
Safe within these stony castle walls.
It’s war, this I read in the stars.

Scar-Free and Feeling Fine

I don't waste the Dark Lord's time
I've never been to Azkaban
My father is a normal man

Because I'm
Totally insignificant

I'm a wizard, but not pureblood
I belong in Hufflepuff
I've never battled any trolls
I've never gone down secret holes

Because I'm
Totally insignificant

I'm not friends with Harry Potter
I'm not some famous person's daughter
I don't descend from Peverell
I've never met a dog from Hell

I've never blown up an aunt
I'm totally insignificant!

Scar-free and feeling fine
I don't waste the Dark Lord's time
Harry Potter gets all the glory
So I'm not even a part of the story . . .

I make the best cheering charm around
I can exchange Galleons to pounds
I know a potion that makes you fuzz
But it doesn't matter at all, because

I've never fought a dragon on a broomstick
I've never spewed slugs when I've been sick
I've never dueled Lord Voldemort
I don't hang out with the Deatheater sort

I'm scar-free and feeling fine.

Ron's Song: In the Forest

Why
Did I ever leave you?
How
Can I get back to you?
Oh please,
Let me in.

Harry,
I know you're in danger
But can't you see me?
I'm not a stranger.
Your protective charms
Are keeping out your friend
I want to be with you
In the end.

Why
Did I ever leave you?
How
Can I get back to you?
Oh please,
Let me in.

I've been following the Potterwatch Network
And they say that you're okay
My mum would go berserk
If she knew I ran away.

Why
Did you let me go?
Don't you know how
Stupid I can be?
The Deluminator
Leads me to you
But you have to
Let me in.

Please let me in.

Why
Did I ever leave you?
How
Can I get back to you?
Oh please,
Let me in.

Poor Winky

Does anyone remember Poor Winky?
The little house elf who cried?
Liberated by the boy who never died?
What a cruel fate for poor Winky

And that Dobby is such a disgrace
Marching around this place
With clothing--the scandal!

Winky just wants
To go back to her master
She'll apparate faster
Than anyone to get there.

Poor Winky, she's drinky
The Butterbeer's strong
She sobs all day long
Poor Winky

Pink equals evil

(The lyrics for this are a bot different on the recording)

Naughty children must be punished
Head Inquisitor Professor Umbridge
With an iron fist I rule this school

No children will be allowed to meet
In groups greater than three
They all listen to me

They will submit to opening questioning
With Veritaserum
They'll tell me everything

And the naughty children will be punished
Til the message sinks in deep
The power is with me
And the Ministry