[Intro: Dan Bull]
Check, check
One, two
Two, one, one
Three
[Verse 1: Dan Bull, Boyinaband]
Hey, what's happening, Z?
What's that, you're battling me?
Well, actually
You're about to meet my Gatling Pea
I send you back to sleep
You can come and take a dirt nap with me
You must be low on chloroplasts
Because your raps are weak
I'm causin' a solar eclipse
For the whole of your clique
So nobody's growing an inch
'Til I roll over you, pins
You've got all the greens, roots, and pea shooters
So, it's kind of ironic that your efforts seem fruitless
We're Zombies!
Yeah, you better be very scared of us
Because, just for you, we're temporarily vegetarians
Yeah but comparing Plants vs. Zombies is apples and orange
That's cos we're opposites
Capitalists and Communists
Capulets and Montagues
Come on, just be honest, dude!
You can't do half the practical shit that Monty Don could do
I'm the sweetest glucose producer
The yonkers of conkers
Odd Fuschia
Bring your whole ground force
I mow down foes
True to my roots, so, don't doubt I won't go down low
Oh, wow, whoa!
The grass is always greener
Don't doubt, yo!
My raps is always meaner
Baseball Star wth my face all scarred
I will raid your garden and take your car
And by car, I meant brains
But brains didn't rhyme
That's why I said that I would take your car
Mate, I'm a Gargantuar
Really? I was thinking what a wanker you are (Hey!)
Check, check
One, two
Two, one, one
Three
[Verse 1: Dan Bull, Boyinaband]
Hey, what's happening, Z?
What's that, you're battling me?
Well, actually
You're about to meet my Gatling Pea
I send you back to sleep
You can come and take a dirt nap with me
You must be low on chloroplasts
Because your raps are weak
I'm causin' a solar eclipse
For the whole of your clique
So nobody's growing an inch
'Til I roll over you, pins
You've got all the greens, roots, and pea shooters
So, it's kind of ironic that your efforts seem fruitless
We're Zombies!
Yeah, you better be very scared of us
Because, just for you, we're temporarily vegetarians
Yeah but comparing Plants vs. Zombies is apples and orange
That's cos we're opposites
Capitalists and Communists
Capulets and Montagues
Come on, just be honest, dude!
You can't do half the practical shit that Monty Don could do
I'm the sweetest glucose producer
The yonkers of conkers
Odd Fuschia
Bring your whole ground force
I mow down foes
True to my roots, so, don't doubt I won't go down low
Oh, wow, whoa!
The grass is always greener
Don't doubt, yo!
My raps is always meaner
Baseball Star wth my face all scarred
I will raid your garden and take your car
And by car, I meant brains
But brains didn't rhyme
That's why I said that I would take your car
Mate, I'm a Gargantuar
Really? I was thinking what a wanker you are (Hey!)
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