In which Lukas meets Polybius: the musical

to the tune of https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V0hij2S2MEs
"Four, three, two, hit it."

[Beat starts playing.]

Lukas: A living room, huh, that's what I see.
But who's the d8 in front of me?

Polybius: Polybius, my name it is, strikes fear and other feelings.
Creator of your species, here to take it through the ceiling.
Talking natural selection
aberrations and defections
are a terrible infection
on this SABRX session,
so make connections. (Here's some reflection.)
Enforcing the natural order,
and analyzing border-
-line genetic disorders.
I'm not a warder. (Oh, no!)
Don't call me a prison guard,
I'm more of an observer, and you're not behind bars.

Yes, an observer. (Obligatory chorus!)
Maybe enforcer. (From Alternia to Beforus!)
So take it serious, (A lot better than Chuck Norris!)
'Cause I'm Polybius! (T-t-t-t-t-t-tasty, tasty!)

Polybius is def--. Polybius is def--.  Polybius is--

Twelve: So deaf, you can't hear yourself.

Polybius: Don't mess with my mic! Ahem.
Polybius, a name to learn, perfecting populations.
A verbal dealing mastermind, so take it down verbatim!
P and O, L and Y, and a B I U and S,
If your spelling's like your DNA, then it must be a mess.
Not a success.
Your carbon replication
is quite prone to mutation in some numerous locations.
Deviations! (Disgusting.)
So please, do us all a good deed,
and do yourself a favor, and never ever breed.

Yes, an observer. (Obligatory chorus!)
Maybe enforcer. (From Alternia to Beforus!)
So take it serious, (A lot better than Chuck Norris!)
'Cause I'm Polybius! (T-t-t-t-t-t-tasty, tasty!)

Lukas: What am I hearing?
Some d8 wants me fearing?
Why should I believe you? Some d8 just liking jeering?
Ha, you're just a hater!
What makes you so greater?
Chosen race creator?
More like just a--

Twelve: Can't say that on TV.

F, to the C, to the C restrictions still apply!
F, to the C, to the C just makes me want to die!
P, to the O, to the L Y B I U and S,
You, get the verse, so I'll pass the mic and--

Polybius: MY TURN!

Council of the Overmind
intelligent design
mixed with evolution; devolution,
just like in your case.

I just wanna say it now,
analying DNA
like yours, just makes me wanna
smack you in the face.

Here's some excesses of melanin,
and really messy hair,
and you think you can be better,
but I just don't care.

But I'm trying to tell,
if there's any redemption value in genetic hell,

cause I say there just isn't. (There just isn't!)
Because your carbon replication
is quite prone to mutation in some numerous locations.
Deviations! (Disgusting.)
So please, do us all a good deed,
and do yourself a favor, and never ever breed.

Four, three, two, one!
Enforcing the natural order,
and analyzing border-
-line genetic disorders.
I'm not a warder. (Oh, no!)
Don't call me a prison guard,
I'm more of an observer, and you're not behind bars.

It's Polybius. (Ooh, ooh, o-ooh!)
It's Polybius. (Ooh, ooh, o-ooh!)
It's Polybius. (Ooh, ooh, o-ooh!)
It's Polybius. (T-t-t-t-t-t-tasty, tasty!)

It's Polybius. (Ooh, ooh, o-ooh!)
It's Polybius. (Ooh, ooh, o-ooh!)
It's Polybius. (Ooh, ooh, o-ooh!)
It's Polybius. (T-t-t-t-t-t-t-)

Twelve: Break it down!
F, to the C, to the C restrictions still apply!
F, to the C, to the C just makes me want to die!
P, to the O, to the L Y B I U and S,
You, got a song, and now we just wait for the rest!

F, to the C, to the C restrictions still apply!
F, to the C, to the C just makes me want to die!
P, to the O, to the L Y B I U and S,
You, got a song, and now we just wait for the rest!

F, to the C, to the C restrictions still apply!
F, to the C, to the C just makes me want to die!
P, to the O, to the L Y B I U and S,
You, got a song, and now we just wait for the rest!

F, to the C, to the C restrictions still apply!
F, to the C, to the C just makes me want to die!
P, to the O, to the L Y B I U and S,
You, got a song, and now we just wait for the rest!