Madeye Moody
Don't know if we're going home
Ya ya ya ya, I said
Madeye Moody
Oh, boy
We're not going home

The bidding of you-know-who comes to me
The killing curse I always see
The dreams I benn having are really bad
It seem that you-know-who gets me mad

Madeye Moody
Ya ya ya ya we're not going home
Oh, no, I said Madeye Moody
Oh, boy, we're not going home

The freakish dreams keep coming to me
The killing curse is what it could be
You-know-who is always there
It brings a lot of grease in my hair

Madeye Moody
Oh, no, we're not going home
Ya ya ya ya, I said Madeye Moody
Oh, boy, we're going home
(All my dreams were same every night)

*guitar solo*

I see...
I see the powerful you-know-who
Defeat the lord is what I do
That Madeye Moody is just a fraud
Barty Crouch, Junior-- oh, my God!

Madeye Moody
Oh, no, now we're going home
Ya ya ya ya, I said Madeye Moody
Now we're going home

I said we're going home, now
(get this fraud to Azkaban)
Let's go!