Draco Doesn’t Know

‘Draco Doesn’t Know’ is a song by Undesirable #1.


This is for the kid that complains way too much
About the attention I get way too much
Spends his life crying in the bathroom way too much
Gets himself Sectumsempraed way too much

If he would just leave us alone
But he keeps throwing rocks at the throne
Never showed an ounce of courage in his life
Always serving himself, never serving the light

Maybe one day, he’ll turn over a new leaf
But until then, he keeps giving Gryffindors grief
And the jealousy keeps seeping real deep
A day in the life of a ferret-faced creep

Dumbledore offered you a way to be free
But you turned it down in favour of tyranny
And one day, when you can finally see
You’ll get nothing from me, not an ounce of pity

Pure-blood wizards and pure-blood witches
Me and my Mudblood bitches can kick your britches
Step to me, Draco, and you’ll be leaving in stitches
Watch me catching Snitches on the Quidditch pitches

Pure-blood wizards and pure-blood witches
Me and my Mudblood bitches can kick your britches
Step to me, Draco, and you’ll be leaving in stitches
Watch me catching Snitches on the Quidditch pitches

Little whiny punk always has something to say
And even little cry-babies have their day
But your day is not today
I’m afraid to say that this is not a game you’ll play

Yeah, your money is stacked pretty high
And I’ll admit your wife is pretty fly
Sexy little surprise, always given me a rise
Haven’t you ever noticed your son has green eyes?

Oh, I’m sorry, did I offend you?
Did it make you mad to know that your son’s blood is not blue?
But he’ll grow up to be better than you
But, of course, it’s not like that’s hard to do

Cheer up, Draco, turn that frown into a smile
Just know that, every once in a while
When she looks at you with that twinkle in her eye
She’s thinking of me all night

Pure-blood wizards and pure-blood witches
Me and my Mudblood bitches can kick your britches
Step to me, Draco, and you’ll be leaving in stitches
Watch me catching Snitches on the Quidditch pitches

Pure-blood wizards and pure-blood witches
Me and my Mudblood bitches can kick your britches
Step to me, Draco, and you’ll be leaving in stitches
Watch me catching Snitches on the Quidditch pitches


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