A filk of Maybe You're Not the Worst Thing Ever from Galavant.
Armand: You’re brash and you’re annoying,
I cringe with every word.
Emily: Your obsession with your cousin
Is really quite absurd.
Both: But when I see you fighting
In battle undeterred,
Maybe you’re not the worst thing ever.
Emily: You whine like a small baby,
A spoiled little brat.
Armand: I’ll think I like you – maybe -
But then I’ll say: screw that!
Both: And then we try to argue,
But our arguments fall flat.
Maybe you’re not the worst thing ever!
Emily: You’re worse than flux.
Armand: Worse than Traitors.
Worse than Henry’s taste.
Emily: But let’s discuss
Both: How all the world hates both of us!
Ahhhhh….
Armand: You’re pointlessly demanding,
Emily: Elitist to a ‘t’!
Armand: I doubt I can discourage you
From patronising me.
Emily: And though you’re really awful,
Both: It’s like a guarantee!
Could we be friends? Wait no! … Whatever.
Maybe you’re not the worst thing ever.