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The Phenomenauts
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Big Irons
Lyricist:Marty Robbins
Into the Space Port Delta Flew the Phenomenauts one fine day They didn't talk to anyone They had nothing to say
Nobody asked their business Nobody gave them lip Because those handsome strangers Had the big irons on their hips
The third moon was just rising When they set their spaceship down They couldn't rock in deep space Because there was no sound
They were playing some space football When Joebot made a slip It's mighty hard to play With a big iron on your hip
We're here to rock your socks off Not put you in your beds And when the show is over We'll take on Neptune Ted
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Orbit started barking And we knew he was around Neptune Ted was angry He wanted a showdown
He beat the Foos-O-Matic With the built in high speed chip And promptly destroyed it That's not good sportsmanship
Our heroes grabbed the handles And so began the fight Neptune Ted was spinning And spinning just ain't right
But even with his cheating The score was 8 to zip Ted pulled out his blaster And emptied out his clip
The shots went BangZoomZip And 'F' for marksmanship So drew the four and shot the spore And loaded up our ship
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