Martyn(inthelittlewood): It's deep underground, Past the bedrock. But don't dig straight down, You'll regret that. But now you feel brave, Equipped with a spade, To roam in these caves.
Not looking for gold, This stuff's purple. As so I've been told By some people, I'll find a few bricks Where the two of these mix With a couple of clicks I'll be swinging my pick!
This is all the prep that i go through Even if my tools are just make-do I'm moving to the nether I'm moving to the nether I'm moving to the nether
Ten blocks is the magical total As that's enough to build up my portal I'm moving to the nether I'm moving to the nether I'm moving to the nether
Lewis(Xephos): Welcome to hell, weather's great here So put up a chair, Have a cold beer You can live by the sea, So happy you'll be, With your cobblestone tree.
Oh! The neighbours are fried And delicious, We eat bacon all night, It's nutritious Hear all of them squeal For damage i deal There's plenty to steal
Chorus: Who cares if we're giving up sunlight, Glowstone's all we need to keep things bright Down here, in the nether We love it in the nether You'll love it in the nether
Don't expect to see any creepers That's one of my favourite features Down here, in the nether We love it in the nether You'll love it in the nether
Simon(Honeydew): You gotta know, You have to fight. Learn to play There's mobs but it's not night A wooden sword won't do it, They're gonna blast right through it You've got a potion, use it!
So, watch your back, I won't warn you twice! Fight the ghasts, ooooooooooo! Make it cry! They'll shoot the ground around you, Making holes to fall through You're probably going to In the lava again!
Chorus: Feels like hell the things I've been through, Won't believe a word I tell you, You know what, screw the nether You know what, screw the nether You know what, screw the nether
Can't believe I lost my new gear too, I think I'd better come and rejoin you, You know what, screw the nether You know what, screw the nether You know what, screw the nether
Lewis(Xephos): That's it! I'm sick of this place! It sucks, it's too hot, it never rains, I'm sweaty, All my clothes are dirty and filthy and on fire, I'm absolutely sick of this place! Ah, I-I miss nature, All the pigs and cows and all that sheep and stuff. I didn't think I'll miss it but i do! Oh, my god! How sad. I wish, I wish i could just return to the normal world again.
Bye!
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