Why Did I Even Come To Neverland?
Once Upon A Time…
Well, ain't that how it goes?
No "once upon a time" for me
No fairy godmothers, no magic kiss at midnight
No, I got cast as the villain in this story
Man, all I wanted was to get out of freakin’ Neverland,
But no, that Pan kid just wants to mess things up for me.
I thought hey, let’s be friendly,
Give the kid a chance,
There’s no way anything bad can happen, right?
Wrong.
Why did I even come to Neverland?
Not only was the kid a total brat,
But then somehow I started an intense war between us,
And he cut off my hand and fed it to a crocodile.
Let me repeat this.
He cut off my hand.
This kid who couldn’t be more than fifteen years old literally chopped off my hand.
Why did I even come to Neverland?
How am I supposed to deal with that?
I mean, was I not allowed to be mad at him?
I just wanted a little bit of revenge against Pan,
Nothing major, just make a few sword wounds,
Just a little something to teach him a lesson.
And now I’ve got this blasted crocodile after me,
Scaring me half to death.
Why did I even come to Neverland?
I think the worst part is that he always wins.
I know he is going to always win and it burns me to the core.
I think being a villain is the worst job ever,
Being a Disney villain is even worse.
Every little boy wants to play Peter Pan,
But no one wants to be Captain Hook.
Why did I even come to Neverland?
And I’m a pirate.
Literally, all I wanted to be was a merchant.
So, what if I have fancy clothes and carry a sword?
That’s what people do nowadays, right?
And to top it off, I’m in charge of a gang of bumbling idiots
They call themselves a crew.
Why did I even come to Neverland?
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