There's a certain place on the outskirts of the town Scrap wood and lead pipes and junk all around Injection needles all stuck in a dartboard A hand-sewn glove on a makeshift home base
If you're in a jam, you can call her anytime Out there in the field circled by power lines Chaotic vigilante, she answers to no man Metal bat brandished in her left hand
Radios that play static and white noise Flickering neon bunny girls from Playboy If you want her help, she asks for collateral Certain fruit from a poppy will be all
Step up and say "I ask of you, please" Step back and present the opium seed There's her voice in an indifferent grumble There's nowhere for you to run, now
Pa pa pa la, pa pa pa la pa A smoky haze and bags under her eyes Pa pa pa la, pa pa pa la pa Let all make way for our pinch hitter Pa pa pa la, pa pa pa la pa It's really her, the Panda Hero Pa pa pa la, pa pa pa la pa So long to our opponent's killer liner
[Cannibalism, only speak little of this Playing with our singing androids, as if we were big kids] Of course we don't like her, though she's called a "hero" But of course we keep a lookout for our dear ol' Hero
[Cannibalism, only speak little of this Playing with our singing androids, as if we were big kids] Of course we don't like her, though she's called a "hero" But of course we keep a lookout for our dear ol' Hero
Pa pa pa la, pa pa pa la pa And now the opposite team is up at bat Pa pa pa la, pa pa pa la pa Let all make way for our pinch runner Pa pa pa la, pa pa pa la pa She's in the game to take it from behind Pa pa pa la, pa pa pa la pa They've got a feeling that this won't end well
Both sides are caught up in stifling suspense Watching as she hits the balls over the fence And by now they've realized the game's in our favor There's nowhere for them to run, now
Pa pa pa la, pa pa pa la pa She's just a tramp with fire in her eyes Pa pa pa la, pa pa pa la pa A girl of flippancy and warning lights Pa pa pa la, pa pa pa la pa It's really her, the Panda Hero Pa pa pa la, pa pa pa la pa So long to our opponent's killer liner
Got 'em throttled, run the bases, scoreboard doesn't lie!