Blasting onto the scene like pea soup from a spitting babies mouth, it's the Synthetic Mongoose bringing his Mongoosian chemically malformed techno into your UN
i SaW a SQuiRReL oNCe, i WaNTeD To BeCoMe GReaT FRieNDs WiTH THe CRiTTeR... BuT iT THReW aN aCoRN aT Me aND HiT Me iN THe HeaD... THiS SoNG PoPPeD iN My HeaD So I CReaTeD iT!
Lyrics
LeMMe TeLL Ya BouT THiS SQuiRReL
oH, THiS SQuiRReL i SaW
He HaD aN aCoRN
aND THiS aCoRN He HaD,
Hehe
He aTe iT!
aHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHa!!!!!!!!!
