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