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Basically a combination of the song of the same name and the Metropolis/Robotica Farms realms from Spyro 2. Go figure.


Cows With Guns

Thin and docile, scrawny, dumb,

They look so stupid, they aren't much fun.

Cows are dumb.

...

Born and raised on Robotica Farms.

Away from Metropolis, do no harm.

Cows are glum.

...

For their plight there no hope, their plight no solution,

Except for one cow, who dreamed revolution,

Cows aren't dumb.

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Away from the farmers, read many a book,

Ignored song of bees, ignored cries of chooks.

Cow words flung.

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He spoke of justice, of hatred of steel.

"No to more burgers, no to our veal."

Cow words stung.

...

The audience listened, as words passed through teeth.

Indeed with the robots, all cows had beef.

Bad cow pun.

...

The cows styled themselves, as rebels, and slayers,

They got their spacesuits, and weapons like lasers.

Cows with guns.

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Broke across paddocks, headed for city.

Left former masters, in all quite a tizzy.

Run cows run!

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Cows came to city, caused many a loss,

On buildings, in streets, caused udder chaos.

Cows pooped dung.

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One picked up a bullhorn and jumped upon hay,
"We are free roving bovines, we run free today."

"We will fight for bovine freedom,

And hold our large heads high."

We will run free over Avalar, or die."

Cows with guns.

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Armed with their rockets, pigs joined the fight.

The fires raged across the day and night.

Cows have fun.

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Cows stood triumphant, their banner was raised.

In chorus they sang, looked to better days.

"We will fight for bovine freedom,

And hold our large heads high."

We will run free over Avalar, or die."

Cows with guns.

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Ripto, he gloated, while his foes, terrified.

Their darkest moment, now this pie in the sky?

Cows are dumb.

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Elora, she said, "enough is enough."

"These uppity cattle? It's time to get tough."

Cow dung flung.

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Cows they fought back, along with their pigs.

But one plucky dragon, he was such a fig.

Cows outgunned.

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The order was given, the cows would be slaughtered.

For Avalar's sons, for Avalar's daughters.

But the rebellion lasted, there would be no quarter,

As over horizon, came sheep in their saucers.

"We will fight for bovine freedom,

And hold our large heads high."

We will run free over Avalar, or die."

Cows with guns.