Aria Tavoosii:
Do a duet of Sons of Plunder.
If you do, i'll sing Metal Crusher.
Undyne: hmmmm sure
Chara: Wait there's a way of singing metal crusher?
*song starts*
Undyne: Tell me you like it
Chara: Tell me you like it
Undyne: You say you've found yourself a new sound
Chara: The shit's loaded and ready to go
Undyne: A bit too much just like the old sound
Chara: Already heard it for the hundredth time
Undyne: One hundred more, all have the same sound
Chara: Running around with all the sheep that you know
Undyne: "It's so sublime, they're breaking new ground"
Chara: "They're sure to have another hit this time"
Undyne: Come on
Chara: Can't you just leave it alone?
Undyne: It doesn't have any soul
Chara: Just find a thing of your own
Undyne: And stop pretending to know
Chara: As the countless numbers hunger for worldwide renown
Undyne: All the pimping sons of plunder will roll up their sleeves
Chara: All searching for the answers they don't even care to know
Undyne: Give it to me
Chara: Give it to me
Undyne: You like it?
Chara: I'm still surrounded by the "new sound"
Undyne: I've had enough and I'm ready to go
Chara: A strangle-hold throughout the world now
Undyne: The new obsession will fade in time
Chara: A thin reminder of the past now
Undyne: All convoluted hardly ready to go
Chara: Their whines and moans will never last now
Undyne: I think you've given us our fill this time
Chara: Come on
Undyne: Can't you just leave it alone?
Chara: It doesn't have any soul
Undyne: Just find a thing of your own
Chara: And stop pretending to know
Undyne: As it's blown apart, hundreds thrown away
Chara: Makes me question just what I believe
Undyne: Brothers torn apart, mindless drones enslaved
Chara: Makes me search for an answer
Undyne: I don't want to know
Chara: It's like a plague from below
Undyne: Killing all that I know
Chara: One hundred voices the same
Undyne: Drench their sorrow in flame
Chara: As the countless numbers hunger for worldwide renown
Undyne: All the pimping sons of plunder will roll up their sleeves
Chara: All searching for the answers they don't even care to know
Undyne: Give it to me
Chara: Give it to me
Undyne: As the countless numbers hunger for worldwide renown
Chara: All the pimping sons of plunder will roll up their sleeves
Undyne: All searching for the answers they don't even care to know
Chara: Give it to me
Undyne: Give it to me
Chara:You like it?
Undyne and Chara: Tell me you like it Tell me you like it Tell me you like it Tell me you like it