Song Spoofs
All Song Spoofs Rated PG
A Song Spoof By KittyLynne
Disclaimer: Voltron and all associated characters are owned and copyrighted by WEP. Original/new characters belong to the author.
Original "Grandma Got Run Over By a Reindeer" credits: Songwriter - Randy Brooks; Published by ELMO PUBLISHING; KRIS PUBLISHING COMPANY; Preformed by Elmo Shropshire and Patsy Trigg
Hunk here! After witnessing the mission Coran recently undertook to bring joy to some deserving kids, I was inspired to redo the lyrics of an old earth Christmas song. The original is tragically funny. My tale has a happier ending. On a whim I read it to KL and she really liked it- or at least I assume she did as she pestered me until I wrote it down for her. I guess she was excited that it has the drabble prompts for December? (Whatever makes her happy. I still think 'drabble' sounds more like one of those snack mixes with the pretzels, cheese doodles, M&M's and nuts and the cracker things that no one eats. ) Anyway, I'm no lyricist, but I did my best. Hope you enjoy it.
Original "Grandma Got Run Over By a Reindeer" credits: Songwriter - Randy Brooks; Published by ELMO PUBLISHING; KRIS PUBLISHING COMPANY; Preformed by Elmo Shropshire and Patsy Trigg
Hunk here! After witnessing the mission Coran recently undertook to bring joy to some deserving kids, I was inspired to redo the lyrics of an old earth Christmas song. The original is tragically funny. My tale has a happier ending. On a whim I read it to KL and she really liked it- or at least I assume she did as she pestered me until I wrote it down for her. I guess she was excited that it has the drabble prompts for December? (Whatever makes her happy. I still think 'drabble' sounds more like one of those snack mixes with the pretzels, cheese doodles, M&M's and nuts and the cracker things that no one eats. ) Anyway, I'm no lyricist, but I did my best. Hope you enjoy it.
(Sung to the tune of "Grandma Got Run Over By a Reindeer")
Coran got run over by a reindeer
On his mission for orphans on Christmas Eve
You can say there's no such thing as Santa
But as for me and the team, we believe
Coran had a bit too much spiked eggnog
And we'd begged him not to go
But he wanted the party to have real reindeer
So out in the snow he went on a night so clear.
In the wee hours Coran returned on a reindeer, Another in tow carrying a big sack
There were hoof prints on the man's forehead
And incriminating Claus marks on his back
Coran got run over by a reindeer
But even Zarkon couldn't stop him Christmas Eve
(Failure, no way! )
At St. Nick he did yell; the Big Man heard him as he fell,
(He face planted under the sleigh!)
Santa stopped, no questions asked, left a bag, two reindeer and flew away!
(Lord, I believe!)
Now we're all so proud of Nanny
She's takin' the acquisitions well
She's in the kitchen making food, Drinkin' wine and playin' cards with cousin 'Melle
Guess it's not Christmas without hijinks
Now the team's all dressed up like elves The reindeer are so amazing I can't help but wonder
When the party's done should we keep them or fly them back?
(Fly them back...)
Coran got run over by a reindeer
Pullin' a sleigh in the starlight on Christmas Eve
(Midnight before Christmas)
You can say there's no such thing as Santa
(Why would you ever say that?)
But as for me and Coran, we believe
(Lord, we believe!)
And so the feast is on the table
And the reindeer are taking a little run
The orphans are shiny-eyed and smiling Turns out that sack had toys for everyone.
It's great being an elf for these kids,
Coran is sore, but still full of Yuletide joy
Methinks Santa Claus found a true believer
In a man who asked Santa to help the girls and boys
Coran got run over by a reindeer
Doing a good deed on Christmas Eve
(Did he mean business!)
You can say there's no such thing as Santa
(What do you mean there's no Santa!?)
But as for me and the team, we believe
(Lord, we believe!)
Oh
As for me and the team, we believe
(We believe in Santa Claus!)
MERRY CHRISTMAS!
Coran got run over by a reindeer
On his mission for orphans on Christmas Eve
You can say there's no such thing as Santa
But as for me and the team, we believe
Coran had a bit too much spiked eggnog
And we'd begged him not to go
But he wanted the party to have real reindeer
So out in the snow he went on a night so clear.
In the wee hours Coran returned on a reindeer, Another in tow carrying a big sack
There were hoof prints on the man's forehead
And incriminating Claus marks on his back
Coran got run over by a reindeer
But even Zarkon couldn't stop him Christmas Eve
(Failure, no way! )
At St. Nick he did yell; the Big Man heard him as he fell,
(He face planted under the sleigh!)
Santa stopped, no questions asked, left a bag, two reindeer and flew away!
(Lord, I believe!)
Now we're all so proud of Nanny
She's takin' the acquisitions well
She's in the kitchen making food, Drinkin' wine and playin' cards with cousin 'Melle
Guess it's not Christmas without hijinks
Now the team's all dressed up like elves The reindeer are so amazing I can't help but wonder
When the party's done should we keep them or fly them back?
(Fly them back...)
Coran got run over by a reindeer
Pullin' a sleigh in the starlight on Christmas Eve
(Midnight before Christmas)
You can say there's no such thing as Santa
(Why would you ever say that?)
But as for me and Coran, we believe
(Lord, we believe!)
And so the feast is on the table
And the reindeer are taking a little run
The orphans are shiny-eyed and smiling Turns out that sack had toys for everyone.
It's great being an elf for these kids,
Coran is sore, but still full of Yuletide joy
Methinks Santa Claus found a true believer
In a man who asked Santa to help the girls and boys
Coran got run over by a reindeer
Doing a good deed on Christmas Eve
(Did he mean business!)
You can say there's no such thing as Santa
(What do you mean there's no Santa!?)
But as for me and the team, we believe
(Lord, we believe!)
Oh
As for me and the team, we believe
(We believe in Santa Claus!)
MERRY CHRISTMAS!
"Santa Baby" written by J. Javits and P. Springer, and originally recorded by Eartha Kitt.
Warning: Rated PG-13 for suggestiveness. ~_^
Author's Note: Hee hee...something Shan said in one of her postings about Lance and his candy cane inspired this piece of holiday silliness...so here it is...
**EL giggles and waves at ShanShan** >:D
Song Spoof originally written by KittyLynne in 2005
Warning: Rated PG-13 for suggestiveness. ~_^
Author's Note: Hee hee...something Shan said in one of her postings about Lance and his candy cane inspired this piece of holiday silliness...so here it is...
**EL giggles and waves at ShanShan** >:D
Song Spoof originally written by KittyLynne in 2005
(Sung to the tune of "Santa Baby")
Lancey baby, slip your candy cane under my tree,
I've been an awfully good girl,
Lancey baby- so hurry down here in Red Lion tonight...
Lancey baby, bring a hovercraft for me too, light blue,
I'll certainly be waiting up for you-
Dear Lancey baby, so hurry down here in Red Lion tonight...
Think of all the fun anime series I've missed,
Think of all the bishonen that I haven't kissed,
This holiday for us could be oh so good,
If you'd personally check out my Christmas list...
Boo doo bee doo!
Lancey Honey, I also wanna drive Red Lion and really that's
Not a lot to ask,
I've been an angel all year,
Lancey baby-so hurry down here in Red Lion tonight...
Lancey Cutie, there's one other thing I really need-the deed...
To the Castle of Lions,
Lancey Cutie, so hurry down here in Red Lion tonight...
Lancey Baby, I'm wearing my Christmas stockings and
they're fishnet
Sorry, the rest is rated X
Lancey baby, hurry down here in Red Lion tonight...
Come and trim my Christmas tree,
With Snikkerdoodles and hilarity,
I really do believe in you,
Let's see if you believe in me!
Boo doo bee doo!
Lancey baby, forgot to mention one little thing-a crown
And I don't mean for a tooth,
Lancey baby, so hurry down in Red Lion tonight...
Yes...hurry down here in Red Lion tonight
Don't forget to wear those thigh high red boots tonight...
(repeat chorus and fade)
Lancey baby, slip your candy cane under my tree,
I've been an awfully good girl,
Lancey baby- so hurry down here in Red Lion tonight...
Lancey baby, bring a hovercraft for me too, light blue,
I'll certainly be waiting up for you-
Dear Lancey baby, so hurry down here in Red Lion tonight...
Think of all the fun anime series I've missed,
Think of all the bishonen that I haven't kissed,
This holiday for us could be oh so good,
If you'd personally check out my Christmas list...
Boo doo bee doo!
Lancey Honey, I also wanna drive Red Lion and really that's
Not a lot to ask,
I've been an angel all year,
Lancey baby-so hurry down here in Red Lion tonight...
Lancey Cutie, there's one other thing I really need-the deed...
To the Castle of Lions,
Lancey Cutie, so hurry down here in Red Lion tonight...
Lancey Baby, I'm wearing my Christmas stockings and
they're fishnet
Sorry, the rest is rated X
Lancey baby, hurry down here in Red Lion tonight...
Come and trim my Christmas tree,
With Snikkerdoodles and hilarity,
I really do believe in you,
Let's see if you believe in me!
Boo doo bee doo!
Lancey baby, forgot to mention one little thing-a crown
And I don't mean for a tooth,
Lancey baby, so hurry down in Red Lion tonight...
Yes...hurry down here in Red Lion tonight
Don't forget to wear those thigh high red boots tonight...
(repeat chorus and fade)
A Song Spoof By KittyLynne
Disclaimer: Voltron and all associated characters are owned and copyrighted by WEP. Original/new characters belong to the author.
"I'm the Only One" original song lyrics by Melissa Etheridge, c.1983 MLE Music Admin. by Almo Music Corp. (ASCAP).
Author's Note: This spoof is fondly dedicated to the one and the only Cheesy the Space Hamster.:)
"I'm the Only One" original song lyrics by Melissa Etheridge, c.1983 MLE Music Admin. by Almo Music Corp. (ASCAP).
Author's Note: This spoof is fondly dedicated to the one and the only Cheesy the Space Hamster.:)
(Sung to the Tune of "I'm the Only One")
Please Space Marshall, can't you free
This small body from its cell,
I'm one rodent who's fishing and hoping and wishing
To serve Galaxy Garrison well.
The laboratory grapevine has told me
You've been lookin' for somethin' new,
And some other species is looking like somethin'
That might work out for you.
(Bridge)
I'm here to tell you that a hamster can do the job!
You could assign me any mission, and I'd say to you- 'No Prob'!
(Chorus)
Because... I'm just a hamster
Whose IQ shot way off the charts...
And I'm a hamster
Who has tons and tons of heart!
That darn Blue Cat can't make me run,
I'd zap it with my phaser gun
Then do a little tap dance on its head...
And think that...
It was fun!
Please Space Marshall, can't you see,
I'm trying to explain-
With Cheesy the Hamster on the job,
You'll never have cause to complain!
My tiny size and my long fur
Would make me the perfect spy-
And if you ask me nicely
I'd leave droppings in Zarkon's pie!
(Bridge)
I know the Voltron Force and Space Mice could really use my aid-
And what's more (just think of it!)- I don't need to be paid!
(Chorus)
Because... I'm just a hamster
Who would simply love to be in space!
And I'm a hamster,
Who needs to find her rightful place.
To see new worlds and fight for right, (Did I mention I can see at night?)
Would make all my dreams come true...
But it all depends
On you....
(Repeat chorus and fade out....)
Please Space Marshall, can't you free
This small body from its cell,
I'm one rodent who's fishing and hoping and wishing
To serve Galaxy Garrison well.
The laboratory grapevine has told me
You've been lookin' for somethin' new,
And some other species is looking like somethin'
That might work out for you.
(Bridge)
I'm here to tell you that a hamster can do the job!
You could assign me any mission, and I'd say to you- 'No Prob'!
(Chorus)
Because... I'm just a hamster
Whose IQ shot way off the charts...
And I'm a hamster
Who has tons and tons of heart!
That darn Blue Cat can't make me run,
I'd zap it with my phaser gun
Then do a little tap dance on its head...
And think that...
It was fun!
Please Space Marshall, can't you see,
I'm trying to explain-
With Cheesy the Hamster on the job,
You'll never have cause to complain!
My tiny size and my long fur
Would make me the perfect spy-
And if you ask me nicely
I'd leave droppings in Zarkon's pie!
(Bridge)
I know the Voltron Force and Space Mice could really use my aid-
And what's more (just think of it!)- I don't need to be paid!
(Chorus)
Because... I'm just a hamster
Who would simply love to be in space!
And I'm a hamster,
Who needs to find her rightful place.
To see new worlds and fight for right, (Did I mention I can see at night?)
Would make all my dreams come true...
But it all depends
On you....
(Repeat chorus and fade out....)
Disclaimer: Voltron and all associated characters are owned and copyrighted by WEP. Original/new characters belong to the author.
"Here You Come Again" Copyright Sony Music. Vocals - Dolly Parton - words and music by Barry Mann and Cynthia Weil.
"Here You Come Again" Copyright Sony Music. Vocals - Dolly Parton - words and music by Barry Mann and Cynthia Weil.
(To be sung to the tune of 'Here You Come Again')
Here she comes again!
Just when we thought that we had gotten a reprieve,
She's stalks into the room,
With a rolling pin or broom,
And whacks us all a good one across our butt cheeks!
Here she comes again!
Cluckin' and lookin' madder than a wet hen,
Gives us the Evil Eye,
And makes the Princess cry,
And suddenly four brave men are shakin' in their boots...
No matter where we go she has to know where we've gone,
So there goes all of our fun,
When she's with us we have to get along,
And make sure we treat Princess like she's become a nun!
Here she comes again!
Pushing that darn cart filled up with nummy cheesecake,
But I know she'll give me juice,
And tell me to reduce,
As Lance gives me his trademark smirk that I really hate!
All we want to do is fly away,
Whenever we have to see her face
But of course we never get to, for it wouldn't do no good,
'Cause her voice is so loud -it reaches outer space!
Here she comes again!
Thinkin' she's riding back to Arus in Yellow Lion,
But she's in for a shock,
'Cause I've decided she can walk,
So here she comes again...
And here I go...
Here she comes...and here I go....heh heh heh...
Yeah, here she comes again... and here I... GO!
**Music is drowned out by sounds of Yellow Lion taking off, and the hysterical shrieks of an outraged Nanny**
Here she comes again!
Just when we thought that we had gotten a reprieve,
She's stalks into the room,
With a rolling pin or broom,
And whacks us all a good one across our butt cheeks!
Here she comes again!
Cluckin' and lookin' madder than a wet hen,
Gives us the Evil Eye,
And makes the Princess cry,
And suddenly four brave men are shakin' in their boots...
No matter where we go she has to know where we've gone,
So there goes all of our fun,
When she's with us we have to get along,
And make sure we treat Princess like she's become a nun!
Here she comes again!
Pushing that darn cart filled up with nummy cheesecake,
But I know she'll give me juice,
And tell me to reduce,
As Lance gives me his trademark smirk that I really hate!
All we want to do is fly away,
Whenever we have to see her face
But of course we never get to, for it wouldn't do no good,
'Cause her voice is so loud -it reaches outer space!
Here she comes again!
Thinkin' she's riding back to Arus in Yellow Lion,
But she's in for a shock,
'Cause I've decided she can walk,
So here she comes again...
And here I go...
Here she comes...and here I go....heh heh heh...
Yeah, here she comes again... and here I... GO!
**Music is drowned out by sounds of Yellow Lion taking off, and the hysterical shrieks of an outraged Nanny**
Disclaimer: Voltron and all associated characters are owned and copyrighted by WEP. Original/new characters belong to the author.
"Like a Virgin" original song written by Billy Steinberg/Tom Kelly copyright Billy Steinberg Music/Denise Barry Music ASCAP
"Like a Virgin" original song written by Billy Steinberg/Tom Kelly copyright Billy Steinberg Music/Denise Barry Music ASCAP
(To be sung to the tune of "Like A Virgin")
I'd made it through the Pit of Skulls
How I did- don't have a clue,
Didn't know how nuts I was until I found you.
I was scared,
And longhaired.
RoBeast had whomped on me
And ran me through...
But you made me feel,
Ya, you made me feel,
All noble and new
Like a Pilot,
Taking off on his very first flight!
Like a Pi-i-i-i-lot,
When the target
Is in his sights.
I had to get you out of there,
No matter what the cost.
Even though it ticked me off
That you called the shots!
You were brave
And no slave,
You were refined,
(And had a cute behind!)
And I dared to hope,
Ya, I dared to hope,
That I could be whole once more...
Like a Pilot,
Taking off on his very first flight!
Like a P-i-i-i-i-lot,
When the target
Is in his sights.
Whoahoaho...Whoahoaho...Whoahoahoooo...
We left Doom
With a boom,
You made me call the Force and navigate,
But yet I stuck it out,
Ya, I stuck it out,
'Cause I had fallen in love...
Like a Pilot,
Taking off on his very first flight!
Like a Pi-i-i-i-lot,
With the target
In his sights.
Like a Pilot,
Ooo-hoooo...Like a Pilot,
Feels so good to fly...
And to hold you,
And to kiss you...
And to make you sigh...
I'd made it through the Pit of Skulls
How I did- don't have a clue,
Didn't know how nuts I was until I found you.
I was scared,
And longhaired.
RoBeast had whomped on me
And ran me through...
But you made me feel,
Ya, you made me feel,
All noble and new
Like a Pilot,
Taking off on his very first flight!
Like a Pi-i-i-i-lot,
When the target
Is in his sights.
I had to get you out of there,
No matter what the cost.
Even though it ticked me off
That you called the shots!
You were brave
And no slave,
You were refined,
(And had a cute behind!)
And I dared to hope,
Ya, I dared to hope,
That I could be whole once more...
Like a Pilot,
Taking off on his very first flight!
Like a P-i-i-i-i-lot,
When the target
Is in his sights.
Whoahoaho...Whoahoaho...Whoahoahoooo...
We left Doom
With a boom,
You made me call the Force and navigate,
But yet I stuck it out,
Ya, I stuck it out,
'Cause I had fallen in love...
Like a Pilot,
Taking off on his very first flight!
Like a Pi-i-i-i-lot,
With the target
In his sights.
Like a Pilot,
Ooo-hoooo...Like a Pilot,
Feels so good to fly...
And to hold you,
And to kiss you...
And to make you sigh...
Disclaimer: Voltron and all associated characters are owned and copyrighted by WEP. Original/new characters belong to the author.
Based on the song "I Don't Want to Wait," sung by Paula Cole, Copyright: Paula Cole, published by Hingface Music/Ensign Music Publishing BMI
Based on the song "I Don't Want to Wait," sung by Paula Cole, Copyright: Paula Cole, published by Hingface Music/Ensign Music Publishing BMI
(Sung to the tune of "I Don't Want to Wait")
So open up those sliding doors,
Gotta ride trapeze bars down to ground floor
If we’re going to keep from dyin’
Gotta haul our tushies to the Lions!
Doo doo doo doo doom,
Doo doo doo doo doom...
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doooom...
Doo doo doo doo doom,
Doo doo doo doo doom...
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doooom...
Yes, we fly five Lions
Red, Blue, Yellow, Black and Green,
That united are much more!
Every time Doom raids,
We know we’ve got it made,
Because the big guy has a Blazing Sword...
All together, we know we can form Voltron...
(Chorus:)
We don’t want to wait any more to form Voltron,
Why is it always that we do?
Trouncing RoBeasts would be a whole lot simpler,
If our show’s writers would only get
A clue...
Doo doo doo doo doom...
Doo doo doo doo doom...
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doooom...
Daily you know we drill,
And you know we all have skills,
But c’mon, why torture us this way?
Getting bashed around,
And dropping to the ground
Is really sorta dumb, day after day.
Let the dyna-therms and infra-cells
Come out to play...
(Chorus:)
We don’t want to wait any more to form Voltron,
Why is it always that we do?
Trouncing RoBeasts would be a whole a lot simpler,
If our show’s writers would only get...
A clue!
(Bridge:)
So why can’t we form the big guy right away,
And steer clear of all pointless grief?
‘Cause viewers would still enjoy
Lotor and Hagar’s surly RoBeasts getting clobbered.
The Lions really don’t enjoy,
Being stomped on by Hagar’s Uglies...
Don’t like being zapped by lasers, electric jolts or missiles-
Though it is fun to bite them in the a-*ahem*
We don’t want to wait any more to form Voltron...
(Repeat chorus twice)
So say you’ll let us form him at the start,
Or from this life we may depart,
We’re all amazed we haven’t croaked,
Like the mutant froggies on that boat.
Music fades away as we hear a RoBeast roaring in the background...
So open up those sliding doors,
Gotta ride trapeze bars down to ground floor
If we’re going to keep from dyin’
Gotta haul our tushies to the Lions!
Doo doo doo doo doom,
Doo doo doo doo doom...
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doooom...
Doo doo doo doo doom,
Doo doo doo doo doom...
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doooom...
Yes, we fly five Lions
Red, Blue, Yellow, Black and Green,
That united are much more!
Every time Doom raids,
We know we’ve got it made,
Because the big guy has a Blazing Sword...
All together, we know we can form Voltron...
(Chorus:)
We don’t want to wait any more to form Voltron,
Why is it always that we do?
Trouncing RoBeasts would be a whole lot simpler,
If our show’s writers would only get
A clue...
Doo doo doo doo doom...
Doo doo doo doo doom...
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doooom...
Daily you know we drill,
And you know we all have skills,
But c’mon, why torture us this way?
Getting bashed around,
And dropping to the ground
Is really sorta dumb, day after day.
Let the dyna-therms and infra-cells
Come out to play...
(Chorus:)
We don’t want to wait any more to form Voltron,
Why is it always that we do?
Trouncing RoBeasts would be a whole a lot simpler,
If our show’s writers would only get...
A clue!
(Bridge:)
So why can’t we form the big guy right away,
And steer clear of all pointless grief?
‘Cause viewers would still enjoy
Lotor and Hagar’s surly RoBeasts getting clobbered.
The Lions really don’t enjoy,
Being stomped on by Hagar’s Uglies...
Don’t like being zapped by lasers, electric jolts or missiles-
Though it is fun to bite them in the a-*ahem*
We don’t want to wait any more to form Voltron...
(Repeat chorus twice)
So say you’ll let us form him at the start,
Or from this life we may depart,
We’re all amazed we haven’t croaked,
Like the mutant froggies on that boat.
Music fades away as we hear a RoBeast roaring in the background...
Disclaimer: Voltron and all associated characters are owned and copyrighted by WEP. Original/new characters belong to the author.
Based on the song "The Monster Mash" by Bobby Pickett/Lenny Capizzi, copyright Pickett/Capizzi and Parrot Records
Based on the song "The Monster Mash" by Bobby Pickett/Lenny Capizzi, copyright Pickett/Capizzi and Parrot Records
(To be sung to the tune of "The Monster Mash")
I was working on a new RoBeast late one night,
When my yellow eyes beheld a very weird sight!
My cheap Voltron knock-off from its slab did rise,
And suddenly to my surprise...
Chorus:
(He planned a bash) Doomtron planned a Robeast Bash!
(He planned a bash) A real Doomie smash!
(He planned a bash) Lazon would make it flash,
(He planned a bash) He planned a Robeast Bash!
From my labratory and Castle Doom,
My fake Voltron invited everyone in them as I sat and fumed.
Then he cooked up tons of vittles and brewed a strong punch
That would be sure to make his guests lose their lunch.
(Repeat chorus as above)
Party Day came, a day for big Doomie fun, the party had just barely begun,
(The guests included Zarkon, Cossack and his son!)
The music was rocking, all were digging the strains,
Of Marilyn Manson and ‘Alice in Chains’.
After having some punch, the Giant Centipede fell through a wall,
But nobody noticed because they were having a ball!
(He gave a bash) Doomtron gave a Robeast Bash!
(He gave a bash) A real Doomie smash!
(He gave a bash) Lazon made it flash,
(He gave a bash) He gave a Robeast Bash!
Then suddenly the music stopped, as our fierce King rose,
To stride over to my Beast, and stand toe to toe.
Zarkon’s gravelly voice rang into the silent space,
"He’s got the scariest costume, and it wins first place!"
(Loud cheers...Repeat chorus)
The party grew more rowdy, when my RoBeast got his prize
(Which was a skull buckle belt, in mega-jumbo size! )
I was proud and pleased until my creation, (to my great distress),
Chortled to me: "Hagar, after this party you get to clean up our mess!"
(A long pause... a loud crunching, grinding noise is heard... and then Hagar cackles and begins to croak, >ahem< ...sing...)
(I did the Mash) I simply lifted my staff!
(I did the Mash) And turned Doomtron into RoBeast hash!
(I did the Mash) I recycled the scrap metal for cash!
(I did the Mash) I did the RoBeast Mash...
(Music and the old witch’s maniacal cackles echo and then fade away...)
I was working on a new RoBeast late one night,
When my yellow eyes beheld a very weird sight!
My cheap Voltron knock-off from its slab did rise,
And suddenly to my surprise...
Chorus:
(He planned a bash) Doomtron planned a Robeast Bash!
(He planned a bash) A real Doomie smash!
(He planned a bash) Lazon would make it flash,
(He planned a bash) He planned a Robeast Bash!
From my labratory and Castle Doom,
My fake Voltron invited everyone in them as I sat and fumed.
Then he cooked up tons of vittles and brewed a strong punch
That would be sure to make his guests lose their lunch.
(Repeat chorus as above)
Party Day came, a day for big Doomie fun, the party had just barely begun,
(The guests included Zarkon, Cossack and his son!)
The music was rocking, all were digging the strains,
Of Marilyn Manson and ‘Alice in Chains’.
After having some punch, the Giant Centipede fell through a wall,
But nobody noticed because they were having a ball!
(He gave a bash) Doomtron gave a Robeast Bash!
(He gave a bash) A real Doomie smash!
(He gave a bash) Lazon made it flash,
(He gave a bash) He gave a Robeast Bash!
Then suddenly the music stopped, as our fierce King rose,
To stride over to my Beast, and stand toe to toe.
Zarkon’s gravelly voice rang into the silent space,
"He’s got the scariest costume, and it wins first place!"
(Loud cheers...Repeat chorus)
The party grew more rowdy, when my RoBeast got his prize
(Which was a skull buckle belt, in mega-jumbo size! )
I was proud and pleased until my creation, (to my great distress),
Chortled to me: "Hagar, after this party you get to clean up our mess!"
(A long pause... a loud crunching, grinding noise is heard... and then Hagar cackles and begins to croak, >ahem< ...sing...)
(I did the Mash) I simply lifted my staff!
(I did the Mash) And turned Doomtron into RoBeast hash!
(I did the Mash) I recycled the scrap metal for cash!
(I did the Mash) I did the RoBeast Mash...
(Music and the old witch’s maniacal cackles echo and then fade away...)
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