It's a spoof I couldn't help but writing... The MIDI in the background, as one might've guessed, is "Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer", to which this little tune is sung to. :) In the end, however, this MIDI is a rather weak version of the original, so only people who've heard Cats or seen Cats before are actually gonna get the joke. When I get the time, I might rewrite more songs, but don't bet on it.
"It's the Hessian horseman and his masked companion
We're a notorious couple of ghosts
We're murderous soldiers, excellent swords for hire
But in the end, we're servants at most
We have an extensive reputation
We make our home in the woods near the Hollow
This happens to be our center of operation
In the woods where at night nobody would follow
We are very well known in the Neitherregions
And the memories to our deeds have brought many a stare
We have really a little more reputation
Than a couple of ghosts can very well bear
In the realm of the dead the past is not too far
So we can often return to some field of war
And do what we like and do what we please
And this way we never run out of enemies
If you find in the woods a corpse missing the head
And later on find it within the tree roots instead
If you you sense the stench of cut meat
And find the body, cut down like wheat
Then you can rightly say - "It's one of that horrible pair!"
"It was the Hessian horseman" "Or his masked companion!"
But no one would do anything about it because no one would dare.
The Hessian horseman and his masked companion have a very unusual past
They are highly efficient assassins as well
Are remarkably gifted on the horseback and ride very fast
We make our home in the western woods
And have no regular occupation
We aren't too social and would rather engage
Into a bloody fight than a conversation
When the townsfolk assemble to the Sunday rites
Ichabod will be missing for he once again fights
The two ghosts who can't seem to stay out of the land
And pretty soon their murders should get out of hand
And this is too late to tell them what to do
Because if you chide them for murders, the next stiff is you
And then they'll find you one day later in the woods
And Crane can rightly say - "It's one of that horrible pair!"
"It was the Hessian horseman" "Or his masked companion!"
But no one would do anything about it because no one would dare.
The Hessian horseman and his masked companion
Have a wonderful way of working together
We're cut off the same cloth, have the same on our minds
We're perfect together, two of a kind, birds of a feather
We go through the night like a hurricane
And no one in his right mind would speak the oath
To fight the Hessian horseman or his masked companion
Or even claim he could easily defeat both!
And when you hear a terrible midnight thunder
Of a horse's hooves atop and the clay earth under
And when you hear the scream of a person in the woods alone
You can be quite assured that he will never come home
And you can rightly say: "It's one of that horrible pair!"
"It was the Hessian horseman" "AND his masked companion!"
But if you don't believe me, come to the woods if you dare..."
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