LUPIN LYRICS

(Credit to the people at Diagon Alley, where these songs were picked as HP songs)

Transport Motorways and tramlines Starting and then stopping Taking off and landing The emptiest of feelings Sentimental drivel Clinging onto bottles When it comes it's so so Disappointing, let down and hanging around Crushed like a bug in the ground Let down and hanging arond Shell smashed Juices flowing Wings twitch Legs are going Don't get sentimental It always ends up drivel One day I am going to grow wings A chemical reaction Hysterical and useless Hysterical and let down and hanging around Crushed like a bug on the ground Let down and hanging around You know where you are with You know where you are with Floor collapses, floating bouncing back And one day you'll know where you are

LET DOWN

In order... I own nothing, everything belongs to whoever it belongs to.

by: Radiohead

There's a greif that can't be spoken There's a pain that goes on and on Empty chairs and empty tables Now that my friends are dead and gone Here they talked about revolution Here it was they lit the flame Here they sang about 'tomorrow' And tomorrow never came From the table in the corner They could see a world reborn And they rose with voices ringing I can hear them now The very words that they had sung Became their last communion On the lonely barricade at dawn Oh, my friends, my friends, forgive me That I live and you are gone There's a grief that can't be spoken There's a pain that goes on and on Phantom faces at the window Phantom shadows on the floor Empty chairs and empty tables Where my friends will meet no more Oh, my friends, my friends, don't ask me What your sacrifice was for Empty chairs and empty tables Where my friends will sing no more

EMPTY CHAIRS AND EMPTY TABLES

by: Les Miserables