Satirical Song about Galactic Order

Working class Imperial man, got groceries on his speeder van.

Got wife and kids, a decent flat, the Emperor keeps us safe from threat.

Works nine to five to serve the state, kids all asleep when he gets home late.

Life is hard, but can't complain, just gotta take it day by day.

But sometimes things get so frustrating when rebel scum start demonstrating.

The spiceheads, thieves, and alien freaks make honest folks fear the streets.

He's got his blaster, he got his badge, he got his orders to beat and thrash.

All the lowlife enemies of society, a simple man maintaining peace.

Beat, beat, beat, kill, kill, kill, all the rebel scum 'til they lose their will.

Shoot first, ask questions later, the blaster's the greatest negotiator.

Then one day, all these degenerate alien freaks start marching, shouting, s- blasting their music aloud in the streets.

He's got his saber, he's got the Force, he keeps the galaxy on its proper course.

All the lowlife enemies of society, our Lord Vader, the guardian of peace.

He's got his saber, he's got the Force, he brings the galaxy to heel, of course.

All the lowlife enemies of society find peace at the hand of Lord Vader.

Beat, beat, beat, kill, kill, kill, all the rebel scum 'til they lose their will.

Shoot first, ask questions later, Lord Vader is the galaxy's greatest savior.

Beat, beat, beat, kill, kill, kill, all the rebel scum 'til they lose their will.

Shoot first, ask questions later, Lord Vader is the galaxy's greatest savior.

Beat, beat, beat, kill, kill, kill, all the rebel scum 'til they lose their will.

Shoot first, kill, kill.