Pew Pew Pew Like The Machine In The Pacific Rim
A Bad Ass Battle Tank Who Has His Own Soul Ring
Spreading Cancer On Your Pretty Face With My March Of Machine
With My Fingering Skill I Bet You've Never Seen
Picking Storm Spirit Huh You Try To Rekt Me With Your Ball Lighting?
Looking Good Nah You're Just An Ugly Devil Without A Thing
You Zip You Zap Thinking You Can Break The Wind
Hey! I'm Tinker My Missiles Certainly Stimulating
This Is Your Last Warning And Now Let The Fun Begins
Light Out Cracking Your Fatty Body For Some Good Cha Ching?
Blinded You With Science I Zap You With My Laser Beam
Denied! You Cry And Your Spirit Sinks
90% Decapitation Makes Me The King
You Lose In Every Lane Because You Cannot Win
It's In The Bag This Is The Easiest Game Of My Life
Boy Keep Your Magic And Remember My name Is Dr.Tink