You beat the game, you're feelin' pretty cool You stayed up all night and missed a day of school You played like a champ, so what do you get? 37 pounds of jack-shit
Well, look at you kid, your thumbs are big and red You smell like a taint, Your goldfish is dead, so here's your reward: Excessive amounts of names you can't even pronounce! We're talkin' Taku Hikichi and Keiichi Hara And Morikazu Maru Maru (A wah wah wah wah wah wah) Penpen, Ban Ban, Bunbun, Tom Pon, and Faw Road Zapper and Nakazoo (Ohai!)
And after the creds, which took a fuckin' while A crappy cartoon all pixelated style No trophies today, achievements no way! It's all for naught! For diddly-biddly squat, and
That's how it goes with classic games Cutscenes that blow and ricemobile names Your hopes were so high, so much was in store It's the end, but wait, there's more Another screen, another door, hey
"Thank you for playing", well, ain't that sweet? Clearly our lives are now complete Despite how it ends, you'll play it again But for now my friend, this is the end!
I love you baby, Try it on hard mode, this is the fuckin' end
Conglaturation!
I've never seen such finger speed Let's get a burger, it was a dream We won't tell if Jason died so Stare at your brother's head in the sky This is the fuggin', the sweet mother-huggin' end! Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa Whoa-yeah!