[ Mamaship, gonna kill a Russia-knock-off steampunk wannabe prince-type man, Putting a gun against his head, Remembering which one's the trigger, then he's dead. Mamaship, trolling him had just begun, But now I'm gonna say, 'f it' and throw it all away...!
Mamaship, ooh, Don't mean to make you cry, We'll Substrata zombify Storm-bro again this time tomorrow, Carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters. ]
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Putting a gun against his head,
Remembering which one's the trigger, then he's dead.
Mamaship, trolling him had just begun,
But now I'm gonna say, 'f it' and throw it all away...!
Mamaship, ooh,
Don't mean to make you cry,
We'll Substrata zombify Storm-bro again this time tomorrow,
Carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters. ]