Lobot the Cyborg
(sung to the tune of "Frosty the Snowman")

Lobot the cyborg
Had the funk and had the soul,
With a bigass belt
And a white silk shirt
And a tunic of charcoal.

Lobot the cyborg
"Was a lackey," so they thunk.
"He was just an aide."
But the kiddies say
They've been witness to his funk.

He must've drawn his funkness
From that console on his crown,
'Cause when he made the hook up
He proceeded to get down.
 

Lobot the cyborg
Felt the flow down to the bone.
He could make the jump
Into hyperfunk,
Make the dance floor all his own.

Funkity funk funk
Funkity funk funk,
Check out Lobot's groove.
Funkity funk funk
Funkity funk funk,
Bustin' his Lobot moves.
 

Lobot the Cyborg
Made his way to Cloud City.
Lando cut him slack,
Said "We go way back,
So I'll let you crash for free."

Losing his mojo,
He would smoke Tibanna junk.
Said that Lando cat,
"You don't need that crap!
Be my new partner in funk."

You should have heard Darth Vader's slurs
While his crew danced a jig.
Their lack of sway made Lobot say,
"D, your rap I don't dig!"

Lobot the Cyborg
Won the dance-off with a spin.
Vader couldn't hang,
So he took his gang,
Said "The funk is strong with him!"

Funkity funk funk
Funkity funk funk,
Check out Lobot's groove!
Funkity funk funk
Funkity funk funk,
Bustin' his Lobot moves!

 
Up in His X-Wing
(sung to the tune of "Up on the Rooftop")

Up in his X-Wing, standing by.
It's that jolly Porkins guy!
He's got ya covered like a fog.
He's got himself filled with blue eggnog.

Oh no no. Who's gonna go?
Oh no no. Who's gonna blow?
Up in his X-Wing, tick tick tick.
Down in a fireball, it's ol' Red 6.

First there's the cockpit, in he gets;
Brings some cookies and spirits.
Safety procedures, he just won't use;
Under the pedals rolls a bottle or two.

Oh no no. Who's gonna go?
Oh no no. Who's gonna blow?
Up in his X-Wing, tick tick tick.
Down in a fireball, it's ol' Red 6.

Next comes the Death Star's fearsome pall --
Oh, where did all those crumbs just fall?
Switches are jammed by little brown specks;
He can't pull up, and he can't eject.

Oh no no. Who's gonna go?
Oh no no. Who's gonna blow?
Up in his X-Wing, tick tick tick.
Down in a fireball, it's ol' Red 6.
Down in a fireball, it's ol' Red 6.
Down in a fireball, it's ol' Red 6.

 
Palpatine Rock
(sung to the tune of "Jingle Bell Rock")

Palpatine, Palpatine, Palpatine Rock.
Palpatine dreams up Palpatine schemes.
Lyin', deceivin's the Emperor's style.
How his evil reign makes him smile!

Palpatine, Palpatine, Palpatine Rock.
Palpatine crimes in Palpatine times.
Plottin' and hatchin' insidious plans.
Ain't the Sith Lord grand!
 

What a dark time.
Now it's wartime.
Democracy was nixed.
Palpatine time
Is a keen time
For executin' order 66.

Wipe them out,
All of them.
Space, land, or sea.
Shoot 'em until they drop.

The Sith get revenge
And we all shall have peace.
That's the Palpatine Rock!

  Palpatine, Palpatine, Palpatine Rock.
  Palpatine crimes in Palpatine times.
  Plottin' and hatchin' insidious plans.
  Ain't the Sith Lord grand!

There was Darth Maul,
Took a long fall.
Tyranus lost his head.
Who was Sifo?
'Cause I don't know!
Vader was a-smokin',
Now he's all outta breath.

Lightning bolts.
Somersaults.
Man, can he swing!
Pulled the strings to the top!