OK HERE WE GO.
In the not-too-distant future --
Next Sunday A.D. --
There was a bunch of trolls,
Not too different from you or me.
Just a bunch of kids on Alternia,
The drama could give you a hernia,
They did a good job keeping up the pace,
But Andrew didn't like them
So he shot them into space.
We'll send them cheesy movies,
The worst ever shat (la-la-la).
They’ll have to sit and watch them all,
And we'll monitor their chat (la-la-la).
Now keep in mind trolls can't control
Where the movies begin or end (la-la-la)
Because they used those special parts
To robotize their friends.
Robot Roll Call: (OH FUCK.)
Streambot! (Such lag!)
Aradia! (Ribbit!)
Vriska! (Huge bitch!)
Tavroooos! (uM, WHAT)
If you're wondering how they eat and breathe
while they’re in the veil (la la la),
Then repeat to yourself, "It’s a MiRaClE,
guess it’s time to bail
From Adorabloodthirsty 3000!"
That's the lyrics so far for a shitty little animation I'm going to attempt. Stop me now if it sucks, or help me to change stuff. I cant rhyme.