It's a mountain of fur |
It's head's like a mongoloid squirrel |
Like a mongoloid squirrel |
The buildings that surround it seem to sparkle in the night |
Like nuts it wants to bury, all trembling with fright |
With feet like bombs |
It's decimated
towns with beastly brawn |
It's a stomping spree (stomp stomping spree) |
It's a monster - time to flee |
It's a stomping spree (stomp stomping spree) |
And that's why
this city's soon to be debris |
There's a squid come to battle the squirrel |
come to battle the squirrel |
It's got limbs that'll wiggle and whirl |
Yeah wiggle and whirl |
With tentacles and mandribles it's such a scary sight |
It's a squid from fifty fathoms and it's filled with fishy might |
And win or lose |
It's the city
that'll be belting out the blues |
It's a stomping spree (stomp stomping spree) |
It's some monsters - time to flee |
It's a stomping spree (stomp stomping spree) |
And that's why
this city's soon to be debris |
A scientist showdown |
And they're mad as can be |
Their creations are a clashing, while they cheer with manic glee |
Oh their monsters collide and their egos tower |
They're drunk with power, yeah |
They've got the power to scheme |
The power to make |
A power
supreme, mad-men |
It's a stomping spree (stomp stomping spree) |
It's some monsters - time to flee |
It's a stomping spree (stomp stomping spree) |
And that's why this city's soon to be debris |
Friday, July 3, 2015
Stomping Spree
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