Dr Ivo Robotnik
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You’re a cruel one, Dr. Eggman
you really are a troll
you’re as cuddly as a caterkiller
you’re as charming as an orbinaut, Dr. Eggman
you’re a rotten egg with a foul crunchy shell
You’re a madman, Dr. Eggman.
your heart’s a metal machine
your brain is full of motobugs
you’ve got eggs in your soul, Dr. Eggman
I wouldn’t touch you with a forty-two-and-a-half foot pole!
You’re a foul one, Dr. Eggman
you have termites in your moustache
you have all the tender sweetness
of a tasteless Vector, Dr. Eggman.
given the choice between the two of you
I’d take the tasteless Vector!
You’re rotten, Dr. Eggman
you’re the emperor of sinful sots
your heart’s a dead potato splotched
With moldy green spots, Dr. Eggman
you’re a triple decker Ande Ki
and chilli-dog sandwich topped with vinegar!
You sicken me, Dr. Eggman
with a sickening super “sick”
you’re a twisted filthy jockey
and you drive a filthy drillcar, Dr. Eggman
your soul is an appalling junk yard
overflowing with the most disgraceful collection of scrap imaginable
bunched up in crunched up knots!
You’re a foul one, Dr. Eggman
you’re a horrible abhorrent Slicer
your heart is full of off date eggs
your soul is full of mack, Dr. Eggman
the three words that best describe you are as follows, and I quote.
“eat, ate, eaten”
you really are a troll
you’re as cuddly as a caterkiller
you’re as charming as an orbinaut, Dr. Eggman
you’re a rotten egg with a foul crunchy shell
You’re a madman, Dr. Eggman.
your heart’s a metal machine
your brain is full of motobugs
you’ve got eggs in your soul, Dr. Eggman
I wouldn’t touch you with a forty-two-and-a-half foot pole!
You’re a foul one, Dr. Eggman
you have termites in your moustache
you have all the tender sweetness
of a tasteless Vector, Dr. Eggman.
given the choice between the two of you
I’d take the tasteless Vector!
You’re rotten, Dr. Eggman
you’re the emperor of sinful sots
your heart’s a dead potato splotched
With moldy green spots, Dr. Eggman
you’re a triple decker Ande Ki
and chilli-dog sandwich topped with vinegar!
You sicken me, Dr. Eggman
with a sickening super “sick”
you’re a twisted filthy jockey
and you drive a filthy drillcar, Dr. Eggman
your soul is an appalling junk yard
overflowing with the most disgraceful collection of scrap imaginable
bunched up in crunched up knots!
You’re a foul one, Dr. Eggman
you’re a horrible abhorrent Slicer
your heart is full of off date eggs
your soul is full of mack, Dr. Eggman
the three words that best describe you are as follows, and I quote.
“eat, ate, eaten”