to the tune of Life in the Fast Lane He was a strange-thinking man He had taken the gang in But he last lost a vicious kitty She had a gun, and she wanted a run-in To pay back those who’d give her pity She had a nasty reputation as a cruel cat Called herself brilliant — but she wasn’t all that They had one thing in common — they were not quite sane They were slapped-in captains, and the gang was in for pain Life on the O. Queen Surely makes you lose your grip Are you with me so far? Eager for action, and hot to control The cat that they sought was out on a roll She knew all the control rooms, she spoke all the commands She took over the airship, and she furthered her plans There were troops made of dittos Flat as a plate She might never see them coming But they might find her too late Out in the hallways Her weapon in hand She pretended not to notice She’s addicted to command, and living Life on the O. Queen Surely she could do some harm Life on the O. Queen Someone might buy the farm Life on the O. Queen, oh no Blown out the side door Falling head-first Poor Holly and her Wally But then Petey got the worst He said “Listen, ‘captain’! You nearly made us die!” Wally, somewhat more direct Simply popped him in the eye Marx said, “What was that for? You don’t understand!” Wally said “You tried to kill us!” But Marx had some thing in hand Then he whispered to his dittos And he threw them on the floor They formed a troop To find the wildcat before She ended Life on the O. Queen Surely she could do some harm Life on the O. Queen Someone might buy the farm Life on the O. Queen, oh no =|====/ Level Head Vote for Endtown 2.0 And for Doc Rat, too The Endtown Forum Charter member of the Consortium to get Aaron a Tablet
to the tune of Life in the Fast Lane He was a strange-thinking man He had taken the gang in But he last lost a vicious kitty She had a gun, and she wanted a run-in To pay back those who’d give her pity She had a nasty reputation as a cruel cat Called herself brilliant — but she wasn’t all that They had one thing in common — they were not quite sane They were slapped-in captains, and the gang was in for pain Life on the O. Queen Surely makes you lose your grip Are you with me so far? Eager for action, and hot to control The cat that they sought was out on a roll She knew all the control rooms, she spoke all the commands She took over the airship, and she furthered her plans There were troops made of dittos Flat as a plate She might never see them coming But they might find her too late Out in the hallways Her weapon in hand She pretended not to notice She’s addicted to command, and living Life on the O. Queen Surely she could do some harm Life on the O. Queen Someone might buy the farm Life on the O. Queen, oh no Blown out the side door Falling head-first Poor Holly and her Wally But then Petey got the worst He said “Listen, ‘captain’! You nearly made us die!” Wally, somewhat more direct Simply popped him in the eye Marx said, “What was that for? You don’t understand!” Wally said “You tried to kill us!” But Marx had some thing in hand Then he whispered to his dittos And he threw them on the floor They formed a troop To find the wildcat before She ended Life on the O. Queen Surely she could do some harm Life on the O. Queen Someone might buy the farm Life on the O. Queen, oh no =|====/ Level Head Vote for Endtown 2.0 And for Doc Rat, too The Endtown Forum Charter member of the Consortium to get Aaron a Tablet