The night Martin went crazy!
I don't own anything (cept the R-TV news)
On a sunny summer day, while the mice were baking flans,
For the party next week, Germaine was making plans,
When Martin busted in, nearly scared 'em half to death,
Had his sword in his paws, and cheap nut-beer on his breath,
From his nose to his tail, he was covered in cammo,
Like a short drunk disgruntled, mouse type of Rambo,
And he smiled as he said, with a twinkle in his eye,
"I did save you guys, BUT YOU'RE ALL GONNA DIE!"
The night, Martin went crazy,
The night, our hero went insane,
Realized he'd been getting a raw deal,
Something must have snapped in his brain,
Well the Abbey is gone now, he decided to bomb it,
Every where you'll find pieces of Foremole and Gonfflet,
And he killed all the mice, and he held Germaine hostage,
And he ground up poor Skipper into otter sausage,
He got Bella and Gonff with an old otter luger,
And he slashed up Lady Amber just like Freddie Krueger,
And he picked up a candle and he barbequed badrang,
took a big bite and said " this tastes like ----, DANG!!
The night, martin went crazy,
The night, the warrior went nuts!
You can hardly walk around the abbey
without stepping in foremole's guts!
There's the national guard, and the otter crew too,
there's even a van from R-TV news,
there are all the sparrows, circling in the sky,
the arrows are flying, the body count's rising
and every one's dying to know, "Oh why, Martin, Why?
Mym my my my my my!
You used to be such a, Great mouse!
Yes Trimp the rover, now Martin's doing time,
In a federal a prison for his infamous crime,
Hey little friend, now don't you cry no more tears,
He'll break himself out with a pair of rusty old shears!
But now Bella's in therapy, and Germaine is still nervous,
and the squirrels all got jobs for the TNN service,
And they say LateRose, she's on the phone every night,
with her boy-friend negotiating the funeral service.
They're talkin' 'bout, The night, Martin went crazy,
The night, Mr. Savior flipped,
Broke his back to stay on Bella's good-side,
Sounds to me like he was tired of losing his pride.
Woe, the night Martin went crazy,
The night, our hero went insane.
Realized he'd been getting a raw deal,
Something must have finally snapped in his brain.
Woe, something must have finally snapped in his brain!
Tell ya, something must have ginally snapped in his brain... in his brain!
A/N: The squirrels put the lighting together at TNN. Martin is in a very small cell with his sword behind bullet proof glass, and all he can do is rant, rave, and stare at the sword!!
HEE HEE!
Oh, yes. Make sure to reveiw. OR I'LL PUT YOU IN TH CELL WITH MARTIN!!!
Promise!
I don't own anything (cept the R-TV news)
On a sunny summer day, while the mice were baking flans,
For the party next week, Germaine was making plans,
When Martin busted in, nearly scared 'em half to death,
Had his sword in his paws, and cheap nut-beer on his breath,
From his nose to his tail, he was covered in cammo,
Like a short drunk disgruntled, mouse type of Rambo,
And he smiled as he said, with a twinkle in his eye,
"I did save you guys, BUT YOU'RE ALL GONNA DIE!"
The night, Martin went crazy,
The night, our hero went insane,
Realized he'd been getting a raw deal,
Something must have snapped in his brain,
Well the Abbey is gone now, he decided to bomb it,
Every where you'll find pieces of Foremole and Gonfflet,
And he killed all the mice, and he held Germaine hostage,
And he ground up poor Skipper into otter sausage,
He got Bella and Gonff with an old otter luger,
And he slashed up Lady Amber just like Freddie Krueger,
And he picked up a candle and he barbequed badrang,
took a big bite and said " this tastes like ----, DANG!!
The night, martin went crazy,
The night, the warrior went nuts!
You can hardly walk around the abbey
without stepping in foremole's guts!
There's the national guard, and the otter crew too,
there's even a van from R-TV news,
there are all the sparrows, circling in the sky,
the arrows are flying, the body count's rising
and every one's dying to know, "Oh why, Martin, Why?
Mym my my my my my!
You used to be such a, Great mouse!
Yes Trimp the rover, now Martin's doing time,
In a federal a prison for his infamous crime,
Hey little friend, now don't you cry no more tears,
He'll break himself out with a pair of rusty old shears!
But now Bella's in therapy, and Germaine is still nervous,
and the squirrels all got jobs for the TNN service,
And they say LateRose, she's on the phone every night,
with her boy-friend negotiating the funeral service.
They're talkin' 'bout, The night, Martin went crazy,
The night, Mr. Savior flipped,
Broke his back to stay on Bella's good-side,
Sounds to me like he was tired of losing his pride.
Woe, the night Martin went crazy,
The night, our hero went insane.
Realized he'd been getting a raw deal,
Something must have finally snapped in his brain.
Woe, something must have finally snapped in his brain!
Tell ya, something must have ginally snapped in his brain... in his brain!
A/N: The squirrels put the lighting together at TNN. Martin is in a very small cell with his sword behind bullet proof glass, and all he can do is rant, rave, and stare at the sword!!
HEE HEE!
Oh, yes. Make sure to reveiw. OR I'LL PUT YOU IN TH CELL WITH MARTIN!!!
Promise!