When I was just a little pigbat
my mother said to me don't eat that
So I did
Di di, di di, di didididi, di di , di di, di---
It's time for you to hear a story
About a man called Kier Fiore
With inventions all outside the norm
He's sure to take this world by storm
With a mind that gleams like shining gold
An engineer that breaks the mold then builds it stronger than before...
With howling fire at its core,
yes howling fire at its core
Though you might question if it's safe
It's guaranteed to never chafe
And even if that isn't relevant
It'll stand up to a charging elephant
As rigid as a piece of plastic
breathable and yet elastic
Though you might become a cat...
I asure you there's a cream for that,
oh yes I've got a cream for that.
Kier Fiore, genius inventor human number one
Por tu amore, may I present to you this rose that weights a ton.
Just take a sip of this, you'll never need to eat again!
...Just don't get wet or stay up late,
or count in multiples of ten. Don't count in multiples of ten.
She's a witch!
She's a bitch!
*higher still toot leading into more kazoo*
She does magic!
And she's kinda tragic
'Cause she lost all her money ha ha ha ha
Oh wait there's more
*toot kazooing, including gasping for air*
That's a rock!
But there's Inien
*kazoo continues, and crescendos, then drops down*
*kazoo continues, then hums low notes, before building dramatically*
*kazoo continues dramatically*
Garbage witch [transcriber note: the second word of this phrase is garbled, but based on context one can assume it is "witch"]
She's a witch!
*kazoo again creshendos, dooting becoming more rhymic as it gets louder*
*long held kazoo that drops lower*
Just.... don't. Please...