| singing for the sake of singing mother huffer |
[22 May 2006|03:11pm] |
In the not-too-distant future -
Next Sunday AD -
There was a guy named Joel
Not much different from you or me.
He worked at Gizmonics In-stuh-toot
Just another face in a red jump-suit
He did a good job cleaning up the place
But his bossesdidntlikehimsotheyshothimintospayyyace.
(pause)
We'll send him cheesy movies
The worst we can find - la la la!
Uh....I can't remember this for some reason....I can't remember how it starts....but it goes "he'll have to watch them all" Shit! I'm such a fuck up. Time for the Discipline.
And we'll monitor his mind - la la la!
Now keep in mind Joel can't control
When the movies begin or end
'Cause he used all those special parts
To make his ro-bot friends.
Robot roll call!
Cambot! (Cambot)
Gipsy! (Hey girl)
Tom Servo! (What a cool guy)
Crooooow! (bunch of stuff I can't remember)
If you're wondering how he eats and breathes
Or other science facts
Repeat to yourself 'It's just a show
I should really just relax'
For Mystery Science Thea-terrr
Three thou-zuuuuuund!
BEAT THAT SUCKER
And, does anyone own Crash?
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