This skirmish gave me an avenue into a humorous Star Wars song, so I very much appreciate it!

V1 So we’re in a garbage crusher, that’s the pits Floating shoulder-deep in grease and bits Of who-knows-what - and can you smell that smell? I gotta say that things aren’t going well

CHORUS 1 It could be worse, we could be floating out in space It could be worse, we could be sitting in a cell It could be worse, at least we got a breathing place It could be worse - I mean, we could just be in hell

V2 So we screwed up and our tractor beam’s been blown We can’t blame this on the Rebels, it’s our own How could we know they’d send a torrent of debris And smash our dish to bits - how could we even see?

CHORUS 2 It could be worse, at least we saved the ship somehow It could be worse - I mean, at least we’re drawing breath It could be worse, we aren’t in Vader’s grip right now It could be worse, he could be choking us to death

V3 So now I’m in here in Narkina 5 Working 12-hour days to stay alive They say there’s no escape; there has to be There must be more who want it than just me

CHORUS 3 It could be worse, the ISB could have my name And capture me to torture out the truth Of what I’ve done for the Rebellion, and the same To get the names that they’ve been seeking since my youth

CHORUS FINAL It could be worse, we could be anywhere but here And hunted down by those who wish for us to pay For all their problems and their worries and their fear It could be worse, at least we’ll live another day

It could be worse, we still have strings that we can yank It could be worse, we’re still alive and still aware It could be worse, we’re still afloat, we’ve not yet sank And we’ll find a way out of this, yes, I swear

OUTTRO We can find a way out of this mess, Find a way out of this curse Find a way to freedom, yes I tell you, it could be worse!