In which the show needed a theme song.
Okay, first, for melodic context: Magic Kingdom in the Sky, by DaVinci's Notebook.
Now that you know the tune,
DAMN IT, SPOILERS BEHIND THE
All our lives we have been searching
for that '67 car.
All the fanboys and the fangirls
have been searching near and far.
Through the trials and tribulations
and the Devil's cruel temptations,
I know that we will find that car one day.
After years and years of wand'ring,
that Impala we shall find.
Dean and Sammy both will be there,
and their dad, although he died.
And our hearts will swell with pride
and we will all fall into line,
hunting things and saving people, that's the job...
Oh, that black Impala in the sky!
We will all drive it together, by and by!
we'll join Ellen and her daughter
and we'll drink some holy water,
when we reach that black Impala in the sky!
We will go to South Dakota,
hang with Bobby and his chair.
And he'll tell us we are "idjits"
but that's only 'cause he cares.
And he'll teach us how to make
a Devil's Trap in bright red paint,
and chant in Latin 'til the demon's gone (demon's gone).
We will hunt the souls of evil ghosts
whose death has gone astray.
We will salt and burn their corpses
every night and every day.
Running from the FBI --
too bad Henricksen had to die --
we'll drive off to a classic rock hit song!
Oh, that black Impala in the sky!
We will all drive it together, by and by!
But the driver picks the music
and the shotgun shuts his cakehole,
when we reach that black Impala in the sky!
All the poor six-month-old babies,
of Azazel's blood will drink.
One by one, they'll kill each other
in that Cold Oak fighting rink.
And the winner gets to open
up those giant gates to Hell,
and on top of that he gets to lead
a demon army as well!
[Spoken: Good luck, Boy King!]
The apocalypse is coming
and old Lucifer is here,
and although our plight looks dire,
we will have no need to fear:
your survival rate's okay
if you're a guy and you're not gay,
and every girl who sleeps with Dean will live.
Climb into that black Impala
and if you help with the gas,
then we maybe can finagle
an apocalyptic pass.
Just try not to get possessed
by demons or angels blessed
your soul is never all you have to give.
Oh, that black Impala in the sky!
We will all drive it together, by and by!
Every angel is an asshole,
'cept for Anna and for Castiel,
When we reach that black Impala in the sky!
Oh, that black Impala in the sky!
Given to us by that Eric Kripke guy!
We will curse his name all summer
'cause cliffhangers are a bummer,
but we'll reach that black Impala in the sky!
I WILL TOTALLY DO A VOICE POST OF MYSELF SINGING THIS LATER, FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO DON'T REALIZE HOW BEAUTIFULLY THIS ALL SCANS.
Now that you know the tune,
DAMN IT, SPOILERS BEHIND THE
All our lives we have been searching
for that '67 car.
All the fanboys and the fangirls
have been searching near and far.
Through the trials and tribulations
and the Devil's cruel temptations,
I know that we will find that car one day.
After years and years of wand'ring,
that Impala we shall find.
Dean and Sammy both will be there,
and their dad, although he died.
And our hearts will swell with pride
and we will all fall into line,
hunting things and saving people, that's the job...
Oh, that black Impala in the sky!
We will all drive it together, by and by!
we'll join Ellen and her daughter
and we'll drink some holy water,
when we reach that black Impala in the sky!
We will go to South Dakota,
hang with Bobby and his chair.
And he'll tell us we are "idjits"
but that's only 'cause he cares.
And he'll teach us how to make
a Devil's Trap in bright red paint,
and chant in Latin 'til the demon's gone (demon's gone).
We will hunt the souls of evil ghosts
whose death has gone astray.
We will salt and burn their corpses
every night and every day.
Running from the FBI --
too bad Henricksen had to die --
we'll drive off to a classic rock hit song!
Oh, that black Impala in the sky!
We will all drive it together, by and by!
But the driver picks the music
and the shotgun shuts his cakehole,
when we reach that black Impala in the sky!
All the poor six-month-old babies,
of Azazel's blood will drink.
One by one, they'll kill each other
in that Cold Oak fighting rink.
And the winner gets to open
up those giant gates to Hell,
and on top of that he gets to lead
a demon army as well!
[Spoken: Good luck, Boy King!]
The apocalypse is coming
and old Lucifer is here,
and although our plight looks dire,
we will have no need to fear:
your survival rate's okay
if you're a guy and you're not gay,
and every girl who sleeps with Dean will live.
Climb into that black Impala
and if you help with the gas,
then we maybe can finagle
an apocalyptic pass.
Just try not to get possessed
by demons or angels blessed
your soul is never all you have to give.
Oh, that black Impala in the sky!
We will all drive it together, by and by!
Every angel is an asshole,
'cept for Anna and for Castiel,
When we reach that black Impala in the sky!
Oh, that black Impala in the sky!
Given to us by that Eric Kripke guy!
We will curse his name all summer
'cause cliffhangers are a bummer,
but we'll reach that black Impala in the sky!
I WILL TOTALLY DO A VOICE POST OF MYSELF SINGING THIS LATER, FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO DON'T REALIZE HOW BEAUTIFULLY THIS ALL SCANS.