Gundam Wing's Back (Parody of Everybody (Backstreet's Back) by the
Backstreet Boys)
Disclaimer: Hey. I still don't own Gundam Wing. And I definitely don't own BSB or any of their lyrics. THAT I am grateful for. I just like making fun of their lyrics. That's why I bother to memorize their catchy, stereotypical, pop-injected songs, dammit!
A/N: THIS is dedicated to Kim Pacete, a good friend of mine who wishes that all pop acts burn in hell.
(Performed live in front of a couple of million Gundam Wing-crazed teenage girls...)
Heero: Everybody...rock your Gundam...
Everybody...rock your Gundam right!
Gundam Wing's back, all right!
Wufei: Oh God of Death, we're back again
OZ soldiers, Preventers, everybody stand
We're gonna bring you the violence, gonna show you how
I've got a gotta question
Better answer now...
(Music stops as Quatre stops dancing and doing pelvic thrusts and approaches Wufei. Heero smacks his head, Duo groans loudly into his mic, Trowa bangs his head on the electric guitar while countless Trowa bride wannabes try to go on stage and glomp him. Wufei tries to run away.)
Duo (from other side of the stage): MUST YOU RUIN EVERY SONG WITH YOUR GODDAMNED BAD TIMING?
Heero: IT'S HIS MISSION IN LIFE!
Trowa: FORGET IT, DUO! YOU'LL NEVER KNOCK SENSE INTO THAT ARABIAN!
(Duo punches his open hand repeatedly.)
Wufei: What NOW, WINNER? I hope you're aware that we're trying to do a show here! Or have you lost the last brain cell in your puny little mind?
Quatre: What's your question, Wufei? That's all I want to ask, anyway?
(Wufei slaps his forehead in disgust)
Wufei: Dammit, Quatre, it's a SONG LYRIC! For Chrissake, a A SONG LYRIC! I don't really have a goddamned question!
(Heero signals the band to keep playing, and the Gboys go back to their places)
Duo: Am I incorrigible?
Gundam Wing-crazed teenage girls: YEAH!!!
Wufei: Am I the only one?
Gundam Wing-crazed teenage girls: YEAH!!!
Trowa: Am I sexual?
Gundam Wing-crazed teenage girls: ABSOLUTELY!!!
(Music stops as the Gundam Wing pilots huddle and look at each other)
Wufei: THAT'S NOT HOW THEY'RE SUPPOSED TO ANSWER!
Quatre: Well, you get what you pay for.
Heero (frantically): WE DIDN'T PAY THEM ANYTHING, YOU MORON! THEY came to watch US perform!
Trowa: WHY ARE ALL OF YOU MAKING SUCH A BIG FUSS? WE'RE ONLY ALLOWED TO PERFORM FOR 2 MORE HOURS AND THEN WE HAVE TO PAY A DOLLAR FOR EVERY SUCCEEDING MINUTE! AND WE HAVE LIKE, A DOZEN SONGS LINED UP! I NEED MY PROZAC! WHERE'S MY DRUGS? I NEED BOOOOOZZZZZZEEEEEEE!!!!!!!1
(Wufei slaps Trowa)
Wufei: Shut up, Barton! You're giving away all our secret vices and addictions!
(Trowa cries and hugs Wufei)
Trowa: Thank you...
(Heero death-glares everyone)
Heero: CAN WE STOP ALL THE HUGGING AND SHIT? PEOPLE CLICKED THIS BUTTON TO READ A SONG PARODY OF A CRUMMY BACKSTREET BOYS SONG! NOT TO READ BARTON BLUBBERING ONSTAGE!!!
(Murmurs. Music continues)
Heero: Am I everything you need?
You better rock your Gundam now!
All pilots: Everybody...rock your Gundam...
Everybody...rock your Gundam right!
Gundam Wing's back, all right!
Quatre: Now throw your self-detonation buttons in the air
And wave 'em around like you just don't care
If you wanna die let me hear you yell!
'Coz we're back on Cartoon Network again!
(A/N: I wish...)
Duo: Am I incorrigible?
Gundam Wing-crazed teenage girls: YEAH!!!
Wufei: Am I the only one?
Gundam Wing-crazed teenage girls: YEAH!!!
Trowa: Am I sexual?
Gundam Wing-crazed teenage girls: ABSOLUTELY!!!
(Trowa groans, but doesn't say anything anymore to avoid another dispute)
Heero: Am I everything you need?
You better rock your Gundam now!
All pilots: Everybody...rock your Gundam...
Everybody...rock your Gundam right!
Gundam Wing's back, all right!
Heero: So eveybody, everywhere
Don't be afraid, better have no fear
Gonna tell the world, make it understand
As long as there'll be Gundams we'll be coming back again...
Duo: Am I incorrigible?
Gundam Wing-crazed teenage girls: YEAH!!!
Wufei: Am I the only one?
Gundam Wing-crazed teenage girls: YEAH!!!
Trowa: Am I sexual?
Gundam Wing-crazed teenage girls: DEFINITELY!!!
(Trowa rolls his eyes)
Heero: Am I everything you need?
You better rock your Gundam now!
All pilots: Everybody...rock your Gundam...
Everybody...rock your Gundam right!
Gundam Wing's back, all right!
(The pilots flash big smiles and take big bows. And all the Gundam Wing- crazed teenage girls rush up on the stage and glomp them and try to kidnap them)
Duo: RRRRRRRRRRUUUUUUUUUUUUNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Disclaimer: Hey. I still don't own Gundam Wing. And I definitely don't own BSB or any of their lyrics. THAT I am grateful for. I just like making fun of their lyrics. That's why I bother to memorize their catchy, stereotypical, pop-injected songs, dammit!
A/N: THIS is dedicated to Kim Pacete, a good friend of mine who wishes that all pop acts burn in hell.
(Performed live in front of a couple of million Gundam Wing-crazed teenage girls...)
Heero: Everybody...rock your Gundam...
Everybody...rock your Gundam right!
Gundam Wing's back, all right!
Wufei: Oh God of Death, we're back again
OZ soldiers, Preventers, everybody stand
We're gonna bring you the violence, gonna show you how
I've got a gotta question
Better answer now...
(Music stops as Quatre stops dancing and doing pelvic thrusts and approaches Wufei. Heero smacks his head, Duo groans loudly into his mic, Trowa bangs his head on the electric guitar while countless Trowa bride wannabes try to go on stage and glomp him. Wufei tries to run away.)
Duo (from other side of the stage): MUST YOU RUIN EVERY SONG WITH YOUR GODDAMNED BAD TIMING?
Heero: IT'S HIS MISSION IN LIFE!
Trowa: FORGET IT, DUO! YOU'LL NEVER KNOCK SENSE INTO THAT ARABIAN!
(Duo punches his open hand repeatedly.)
Wufei: What NOW, WINNER? I hope you're aware that we're trying to do a show here! Or have you lost the last brain cell in your puny little mind?
Quatre: What's your question, Wufei? That's all I want to ask, anyway?
(Wufei slaps his forehead in disgust)
Wufei: Dammit, Quatre, it's a SONG LYRIC! For Chrissake, a A SONG LYRIC! I don't really have a goddamned question!
(Heero signals the band to keep playing, and the Gboys go back to their places)
Duo: Am I incorrigible?
Gundam Wing-crazed teenage girls: YEAH!!!
Wufei: Am I the only one?
Gundam Wing-crazed teenage girls: YEAH!!!
Trowa: Am I sexual?
Gundam Wing-crazed teenage girls: ABSOLUTELY!!!
(Music stops as the Gundam Wing pilots huddle and look at each other)
Wufei: THAT'S NOT HOW THEY'RE SUPPOSED TO ANSWER!
Quatre: Well, you get what you pay for.
Heero (frantically): WE DIDN'T PAY THEM ANYTHING, YOU MORON! THEY came to watch US perform!
Trowa: WHY ARE ALL OF YOU MAKING SUCH A BIG FUSS? WE'RE ONLY ALLOWED TO PERFORM FOR 2 MORE HOURS AND THEN WE HAVE TO PAY A DOLLAR FOR EVERY SUCCEEDING MINUTE! AND WE HAVE LIKE, A DOZEN SONGS LINED UP! I NEED MY PROZAC! WHERE'S MY DRUGS? I NEED BOOOOOZZZZZZEEEEEEE!!!!!!!1
(Wufei slaps Trowa)
Wufei: Shut up, Barton! You're giving away all our secret vices and addictions!
(Trowa cries and hugs Wufei)
Trowa: Thank you...
(Heero death-glares everyone)
Heero: CAN WE STOP ALL THE HUGGING AND SHIT? PEOPLE CLICKED THIS BUTTON TO READ A SONG PARODY OF A CRUMMY BACKSTREET BOYS SONG! NOT TO READ BARTON BLUBBERING ONSTAGE!!!
(Murmurs. Music continues)
Heero: Am I everything you need?
You better rock your Gundam now!
All pilots: Everybody...rock your Gundam...
Everybody...rock your Gundam right!
Gundam Wing's back, all right!
Quatre: Now throw your self-detonation buttons in the air
And wave 'em around like you just don't care
If you wanna die let me hear you yell!
'Coz we're back on Cartoon Network again!
(A/N: I wish...)
Duo: Am I incorrigible?
Gundam Wing-crazed teenage girls: YEAH!!!
Wufei: Am I the only one?
Gundam Wing-crazed teenage girls: YEAH!!!
Trowa: Am I sexual?
Gundam Wing-crazed teenage girls: ABSOLUTELY!!!
(Trowa groans, but doesn't say anything anymore to avoid another dispute)
Heero: Am I everything you need?
You better rock your Gundam now!
All pilots: Everybody...rock your Gundam...
Everybody...rock your Gundam right!
Gundam Wing's back, all right!
Heero: So eveybody, everywhere
Don't be afraid, better have no fear
Gonna tell the world, make it understand
As long as there'll be Gundams we'll be coming back again...
Duo: Am I incorrigible?
Gundam Wing-crazed teenage girls: YEAH!!!
Wufei: Am I the only one?
Gundam Wing-crazed teenage girls: YEAH!!!
Trowa: Am I sexual?
Gundam Wing-crazed teenage girls: DEFINITELY!!!
(Trowa rolls his eyes)
Heero: Am I everything you need?
You better rock your Gundam now!
All pilots: Everybody...rock your Gundam...
Everybody...rock your Gundam right!
Gundam Wing's back, all right!
(The pilots flash big smiles and take big bows. And all the Gundam Wing- crazed teenage girls rush up on the stage and glomp them and try to kidnap them)
Duo: RRRRRRRRRRUUUUUUUUUUUUNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!