Is this the Smeagol,
Is this just Gollum here,
Trapped in the labyrinth,
No escape from these fake phantoms here,
Close your eyes,
Go into the dark and be,
I'm just a Smeagol, I need no sympathy,
Because Banderasss comes, Banderasss goes,
I'm happy here, down below,
Anywhere my supper goes, will not be too far off from me,
From me.
Banderass, I wanna eat that man,
Have a lasso around his neck,
Pull it, now he is dead,
POTO, you're my only love,
But Warner came and stole you all away,
POTO, ooo
Didn't mean to let you decay,
If I don't find him by this time tomorrow,
I'll search on, I'll search on, as if nothing else would matter.
Too late, lord Webber's come,
Sends shivers down my spine,
Being deaf all the time,
Hello my precious supper - I've got to have a go,
Gotta eat you right away and face the truth,
Preciousss, ooo - (anyway the wind blows)
I do want him to die,
I sometimes wish Banderas had never been born at all.
I see a little silhoueto of a Lord,
Scour brush, scour brush, got to clean the pots brightly,
When he's got Warner he's frightening,
Seems to enjoy annoying me,
Banderasess, Banderasess, Banderasess, Banderasess,
Banderasess, bad actor - and POTO's chief foe.
I'm just a gollum, nobody loves me,
He's just a poor boy, from a hungry family,
Spare him his life from Banderas's monstrosity,
Precious come, precious go, can I have a go?
No lord! No, I want to have a go. Have a go!
No lord! No, I want to have a go. Have a go!
No Gollum! We won't let you have a go. Have a go!
We won't let you have a go. Have a go! Never let me have a go. Have a go! No, no, no, no ,no, no.
Banderass, Webber, Banderass can I have a go?
Dark sneak Smeagol has a torture set aside for you,
For you.
So you thought you could rob me of POTO and spit in my eye,
So you thought you could use me and leave me to cry,
Oh, Banderass, can't do this to me Banderass,
Just gotta bite out, Just take a bite right out of him.
Nothing else can matter, anyone can see,
Nothing else can matter, nothing else can matter to me.
Anywhere my Banderass goes.............
   
What is this thing that builds our dreams
Yet slips away from us?
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