Rhythmic Showdown of rhythmic Destiny
BEHOLD MY SONGFIC!
In case you didn't beat remix 6 yet, the person who comes onscreen in shoot-em-up is named Blastronaut but will be named Blasteroid for the sake of the song.
Old stomp farmer was stomping around
The beet fields like a big playground
When suddenly Blasteroid shot from the side
And shot down his beets in perfect time
Stomp farmer got angry and began to toss dirt
But he didn't expect the pop idol's concert
Who proceeded to shout "I suppose!"
And with a clap the monkeys rose!
They started playing golf and tambourine,
But they all got sniped by Blasteroid's machine
But before she could set a homeward route
The slugger came in from the dugout
Took a pitching machine out from under his hat
Blew Blasteroid away with a ratta-tat-tat
But he ran out of baseballs and he ran away
Because the fillbot army came to save the day
This is the rhythmic showdown
Of rhythmic destiny
Good songs ping pong and explosions
As far as the eye can see
And only one will get perfect
I wonder who it will be
This is the rhythmic showdown
Of rhythmic destiny
Stomp farmer launched the fillbots in the air
But being robots they just didn't care
Then the singer came back smoking and black
But dog ninja leaped out and landed on her back
Blasteroid's ship was damaged and trying to gain lat.
But the slugger came back with a bat
Then someone hit his wrist with the flat of a blade
A samurai jumped out of a random glade
Then he saw stomp farmer stomping up from behind
He reached for his hat, which he just couldn't find
'Cause Blasteroid stole it and she shot and she missed
And Dog Ninja blocked it with his fist
Then he jumped in the air and did a summersault
While the slugger tried to pole-vault on
The fillbot leader but they hit with a bonk
Then they both got hit with a donk-donk clonk
This is the rhythmic showdown
Of rhythmic destiny
Good songs, ping pong and explosions
As far as the eye can see
And only one will get perfect,
I wonder who it will be
This is the rhythmic showdown
The glee club sang out, soft and low
And down from the heavens came karate Joe
Who delivered a combo, too fast for the eye,
Into the face, of the wandering samurai.
Who fell off the ledge, screaming with fury,
As Blasteroid retreated in a hurry
But Joe didn't want her to win
So he kicked up a bomb, making her spin
Then DJ the blue and DJ the yellow,
And that employee 0-333 fellow
See and saw, the paddlers
Some Threefish and The Tap-tappers
the library pep squad, Forthington and Baxter
The Guiiro lizards and every single lock-stepper
The love posse and the Blue Bird Brigade
Marshall, Cam, Bow and a Treat Spider Raid
All came out of nowhere, fast as a whip
And all struck Joe in his hip
It was the largest battle the game ever saw
With observers listening in with total awe
The game raged on for an hour or three
Many medals were gained, but eventually
The champion stood; the rest saw their better:
The dog from airboarder in a cute little sweater
This is the Rhythmic showdown of rhythmic destiny
Good songs ping pong and explosions
As far as the eye can see
And only one can get Perfect
I wonder who it will be
This is the rhythmic showdown (This is the rhythmic showdown)
This is the rhythmic showdown (This is the rhythmic showdown)
This is the rhythmic showdown
Of Rhythmic destiny
