[to the tune of "Wrecking Ball" by Miley Cyrus]
Forgot the date
You came in late
You missed the starter pokémon.
Professor Oak
Such a nice bloke
Made sure they were not all gone.
I'm your pikachu
Now I'm stuck with you
I won't get in the ball.
I'll just stand and baulk
Taste my thunder shock
I won't get in the ball.
I won't get in the pokéball
I can't believe you have the gall
I don't want to start a pokébrawl
I don't care if you're my trai-ai-ai-ner.
You're my, trai-ai-ai-ner.
All your commands
All your demands
I want only to be free
You pout, you sigh
I won't comply
Go get yourself a caterpie.
Just leave me alone
Save that thunderstone
I won't get in the ball.
This electric rat's
Had enough of that.
I won't get in the ball.
I won't get in the pokéball
I can't believe you have the gall
I don't want to start a pokébrawl
I don't care if you're my trai-ai-ai-ner.
I won't get in the pokéball
You can get those pidgeys by yourself
Now we're jumping in a waterfall
And those spearows are dea-ea-ea-dly.
Yeah, they're dea-ea-ea-dly.
And now I'm lying on the ground
And the spearows diving are immense
Rain is falling all around
You stand above me in defence
It looks like we're in dire straits
You're telling me that I should trust
And so I will do what I must...
I hope you don't mind
I hate being confined
I am your pikachu
I came in with a thunder shock
I'll force the spearow flock to stop
I'll fry them up and let them squawk
I'll do what I can to sa-a-a-ave you.
I will never let you fall
I see you now, I've made the call
Though I won't get in the pokéball
I'll follow you, my trai-ai-ai-ner.
You're my, my trai-ai-ai-ner.
You're my, my trai-ai-ai-ner.