Well, cars run on electricity,
Cus' fossil fuel is sacred, you see
Livin' in a kingdom of fungus,
Got a evil presence here among us
And we got no food, anywhere
The water stinks, and we got no air,
Got no resources, we're in a stupor.
Cus' of that big old, mean, evil King Koopa.
Well we got Koopas here and Koopas there,
Pictures of Koopa on our underwear
He's a greed of slime, only cares about money
But the end is comin' and that ain't funny.
Ain't got no food, anywhere
The water stinks, so does the air,
Got no resources, we're in a stupor.
Cus' of that big old, mean, evil King Koopa.
YEA! Yeah
(mumbles) Oh yeah!
Well he's killing our planet, suckin' it dry,
He's a vampire bat with an evil eye.
(mumbles in rhyme)
Kill King Bowser!
Kill King Bowser on May twenty-eighth
Got the Goomba Gods in a Police State.
Reptiles need a brand new saviour,
Maybe you plumbers could do us a favour.
Cos we got no food, anywhere
The water stinks, and we got no air,
Got no resources, we're in a stupor.
Cos that big, old mean, evil King Koopa
Cos that big...
Cos that big evil egg-sucking,
Scaly-bodied King Koopa!
You know what I say?
I say let's castrate the Koopa so he can't reproduce-a!
(groans)