[Intro, spoken]
Feast your eyes upon my art-senal! Twelve colored pencils, ready to make your paper bodies my canvas! Let us see you dodge THIS!
I've armed my missiles
My target's locked onto you!
Heaven rains with pencils
That leave you crying "Sacre bleu!"
Ain't got no time for you philistines
Now you will die by my artistic crimes!
You can't tell art from a hole in the ground
Now comes the part where the plumber goes down!
Glance up at the sky
And you'll see the depth of your plight!
(Watch your head! Don't meet your doom!
Those colored pencils go "KA-BOOM!")
You better look sharp
And draw your weapons for a fight!
(Give this pencil case a show!
You can do it, Mario!)
I'm a 12-pack of colors
But when I'm done, the streets will run with red!
Feast your eyes upon my art-senal! Twelve colored pencils, ready to make your paper bodies my canvas! Let us see you dodge THIS!
I've armed my missiles
My target's locked onto you!
Heaven rains with pencils
That leave you crying "Sacre bleu!"
Ain't got no time for you philistines
Now you will die by my artistic crimes!
You can't tell art from a hole in the ground
Now comes the part where the plumber goes down!
Glance up at the sky
And you'll see the depth of your plight!
(Watch your head! Don't meet your doom!
Those colored pencils go "KA-BOOM!")
You better look sharp
And draw your weapons for a fight!
(Give this pencil case a show!
You can do it, Mario!)
I'm a 12-pack of colors
But when I'm done, the streets will run with red!
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