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Undertale parody of "Bad Romance"
it goes like this:
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Story of Undertale
I fell from the light
Talk? Or should I fight?
Monster genocide
This my Undertale
I fell through a cave on Mount Ebott
I faced an evil talking flower in a pot
Explains the plot
Wants me dead, wants me to rot
Toriel saves me, takes me to her home
And hooks me up with a brand-new monster phone
Leaves me alone
But I escape and meet some bones
Should I be a pacifist?
Or should I use my fists?
I'm feeling evil, think I'll kill them all
I'm homicidal and I've got a taste
I want to wipe out the monster race
I've got no patience, I've got no resolve
I will slaughter, screw the dialogue
I fell from the light
Talk? Or should I fight?
Monster genocide
This my Undertale
I'll slaughter Undyne, I'll waste who I choose
With all this EXP there's no way that I'll lose
Now watch me move
I won't stop, I'm feelin' rude
Asgore is shaking, he hears my approach
I'll slaughter Sans and squash his bro like a roach
Chara's my coach
All these monsters I will poach
Screw being pacifist
I think I'll use my fists
I'm feeling evil, think I'll kill them all
I'm homicidal and I've got a taste
I want to wipe out the monster race
I've got no patience, I've got no resolve
I will slaughter, screw the dialogue
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
I'm in a different trail
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
it has more but I can't type it
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outdated term for Mike Ehrmantraut
teacher: ok class, today we're gonna finger paint
kid named finger: Mike from Breaking Bad
guy who rap-battled Ebeneezer Scrooge
Boo!
You're gonna die
With no-one to love you and no one to cry
Alone by youself on the bed of your death
With a stench of regret on your last dying breath
Cause you've chosen the path of a selfish man
With Tiny Tim's innocent blood on your hands
The penance you should pay for the way you behave
Is written as plain as the name on this grave
- The ghost of Christmas yet to come