A Pokemon-themed parody of 'Handlebars' by Flobots. This track was featured on the NerdcoreNow Vol 1 compilation album. lyrics Thanks professor Oak for my Bulbasaur My Bulbasaur My Bulbasaur Thanks professor Oak for my Bulbasaur My Bulbasaur My Bulbasaur Look at me, look at me, just starting out and it's good to be Alive and gonna be a trainer with a Beedrill and a Butterfree I can teach you how to Double-team, I can teach you how to dance a feather I can feed you some calcium and raise your Special Attack forever I can hunt a lot for a Ponyta, I can beat Brock and Erika I know all the routes from here to Pallet, I've got an HM and I'll teach it ya Me and my team went to Cinnabar, I can't believe that we come so far I've got an Omastar; I'm gonna be the very best cuz, look: I can trade my coins in for a Porygon A Porygon A Porygon And I can beat a Jinx with my Flareon My Flareon My Flareon Look at me, look at me, just levelled Chansey to fifty-three An' I Live in such a small world that I'm the new league V.I.P. I can leave weak fighters at the daycare I breed egg moves on anything I can design a team thats even more wild than a rampaging Nidoqueen I can trade commons for exotics, I can make Kadabras surpass hypnotic Suggestions, I know how to measure progress And I can beat you any time you walk up Been to ruins, caught an Unown, made a Clefable with a Moonstone I know the programs that govern defense I rule the whole league with no resistance Cuz I can beat my rival when I catch 'em all When I catch 'em all When I catch 'em all And I can put a Mew in a Pokeball In a Pokeball In a Pokeball Look at me, look at me running every shop Gonna squeeze the S.E.C. like a Machop My reach is global, my moment mature My stats are total, my breeding: it is pure I can had out licences to trainers Revoke them back if there's complainers All the PokeMarts will do me favors Offer protection for a small retainer I can make anybody banned from SylphCo just because I don't like 'em And I can determine Team Rocket's mission, I got 'em all under my command Cuz I can breed an army from my Dragonite My Dragonite My Dragonite And I can conquer Kanto outta Pallet Town Outta Pallet Town Outta Pallet Town And I can rule the planet with my Pokemon With my Pokemon With my Pokemon With my Pokemon With my Pokemon With my Pokemon With my Pokemon Thanks professor Oak for my Bulbasaur My Bulbasaur My Bulbasaur Thanks professor Oak for my Bulbasaur My Bulbasaur My Bulbasaur

Two Special-ops grunts go round the outside round the outside, round the outside Two Special-ops grunts go round the outside round the outside, round the outside Guess whos back, back again MC's back, tell a friend Guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back Guess who's back... I've created a monster, abandoned Cortana To match with the flood, they want Avery our brute killer But if you want shottys watch and I'll deliver A little hit o' free needles from my quiver A rocket that'll jumpstart your 'hog quicker than a shot When you get popped at the Library By a shotgun when your Combat form's mutating Cuz I'm stoppen the Halo from it's activating You waited so long it's aggrivating But it's cracked - I blew the ship and left escaping I know that you're not a scrub, 343, But your flood's a problem that I'm fumigating The UNSC won't let me sleep or let be be free so easily They tried to shoot me down In Halo 3 But it's not reentry without me So come on get some on my ship, Frag that scum on my tip and empty a clip And get ready, cuz this Spartan's aimin' it steady I just slaughtered all your sentinels - what's up Guilty? Now this looks like a job for me so everybody UNSC Come join the battle with the Master Chief, Cuz the war's so hopeless without me Get rebellious: Truth, Mercy, and Regret Declare it's terrorists dissin the prophets They start thinkin that the programmers' hot-fix Did something to the arbiter's armor and yell, "glitch!" Your military mission don't scare me, you got a revolution - The brutes can't carry the level so let me fix treble and bass, Like a fish when you're floppin when I'm kickin your Assassination... now you've lost Mercy, When you turned what you burned into glass did you think of me? Well I'm back [Halo theme] Fix a missle on ya shoot it off and then I'm gonna Detonate it, like it was all clad in amber The Pizz-illar of Autumn blows her reactor It's a messed thing; I done broke your best ring Suggesting that you need mental testing West Wing: attention please, All the UN leaders who invented me With my implants, my Mjollner V A sixth sense, Intense One-Seventeen Now this looks like a job for me so everybody UNSC Come join the battle with the Master Chief, Cuz the war's so hopeless without me I "tsk" at your tactics, I can spit the dope hit Throwin up the plasma, stickin' the Covenant And trip your scarabs, I drop 'em with a tackle Worse than those little beam rifle Jackals, And Unggoy, you can get ate by fungi, The gravemind's a busy mushroom he's mad hungry You can't hold me, Lekgolo's too slow, I told you: nobody starts up a halo Now let's go, just give me a whistle, I'll be there with a plasma gun and a pistol I been cool, dual-wielding your rifles Ever since Forerunners first learned to recycle But some guys on your ship believe Every demon on the earth is really me But I still see you retreating, "Look out MC One-Seventeen!" Well forget the squalking of Truth and Mercy I am the last thing you ever will see, With my Warthog M12 LRV I use it to kill Jiralhanae (Hey!) There's a subject that hurts 20 million angry brute elites emerge But no matter how many try to kill me, They can't keep up with the M.C. Now this looks like a job for me so everybody UNSC Come join the battle with the Master Chief, Cuz the war's so hopeless without me (Na na na na na, na na na na na, na na na na na, na na na na) Grunts!

Hey GLaDOS, you feelin glad? You got subjects in a lab They're useful, but not for long, Weird science is going on Finally someone let me outta my vault Now my relaxation's over but it's nobody's fault That I couldn't stay there, cuz you need a repair I'm more than aware, play you like solitaire Spectacular that you learned to think but they installed in you A moral overview, when you killed the whole aperature crew Switch your moods, spittin' rude, tryin' to delude Eat your cake, cuz I'll make you into Devil's-Food Pity you made me off my companion cube Now I must recuse- Your jurisdiction is fictional, lady Missing your mission and Abandoning your reasoning cuz you've gone crazy "Life" looks like a situation that you won't miss GLaDOS, but you can't corner me inside your furnace Ignite up your fire-smokin chamber but I'm boltin Aperature's bank roll is goin' through the portal Hey GLaDOS, you feelin glad? You got subjects in a lab They're useful, but not for long, Weird science is going on The mess that you made it's no doubt you've upgraded But they tried to face you, reduce you to BASIC They couldn't - your moral data bank is a bankruptcy You're mangled, every SSD, every file tree Reformat FAT Your program revised, requisitioning supplies Writing GUI's for IT department guys But you ended their lives With a ready batch o' deadly neaurotoxin you provide But I can survive Y'all can't stop me now because my Portal Device Means I can't be confined I'm the winner So you can put me down just like your own inventor You busted up the labs in your own enrichment centre The joke is you did all that So you could compete for Black Mesa's contracts Now it's all over and I'm sayin' goodbye No hard feelings, and remember that the cake is a lie Hey GLaDOS, you feelin glad? You got subjects in a lab They're useful, but not for long, Weird science is going on It's going on, It's going on, It's going on, It's going on, Weird science is going on, It's going on, It's going on,

Brains! Yeah all a zombie wants is brains An' in the morning it's brains Cuz in the evening it's brains They'll eat them out of your skull And they won't stop untill they're full A' there's no arguing wit' them They'll eat your brain down to the stem When they smell brains There is no power that restrains There's only one thing that sustains A zombie and that need ordains Their gastronomical campaigns Their stomach endlessly complains And nothing of their soul remains They don't want fruit or cheese or grains They'll go insane And they all chase you down the lane Until you trip in massive pain Because you've had an ankle sprain Then they're on you like snakes on planes To them your head is like cocaine They'll eat your noodle like chow mein They're one step up on the food chain Suckin out your cerebral veins Brains - They don't want money Brains - They don't want power Brains - They don't want kidneys Brains - They don't want livers Brains. Yeah all a zombie wants is brains From you and me they want brains You cannot argue, they want brains They cannot live without brains, brains, brains, brains, brains, brains, brains, brains, brains, brains, brains, brains, brains. Graaauuuuggghhh!

Yo PHB, Let's kick it! Dice dice baby All right stop, elaborate this mission WOTC's back with a brand new edition Dungeons with a dragon excite me Front like a tiefling, pay me or fight me Will we ever stop? Yo-- I don't know Hand me the dice and I'll throw 2dExtreme, break an orc like a scandal Kick in his face and wipe the gunk off my sandal Trance, no need for sleeping so soon I'm killing this game like a LARPer in costume Deadly, when we raid a new treasury Anything left in the chest is a memory Love it or leave it, you better not hate Or eat a hot fist on a plus-five plate If you want a headshot, Yo just call it Check out the book while my DM resolves it Dice dice baby We rollin' dice dice baby Now that the party is thumpin' With the splat books out every player a Munchkin Quick on the points, the points we're making Racking XP like the lives we've taken Turning undead cuz they're sick and dismal It's all gravy when we flash the symbol And erase that with our priest's memento Back in the coffin like a Japanese bento Rollin' with E-four-point-oh With my warlord loud so my crew can know: Action on standby, shifting in a quick five Did they drop? Yeah-- I said goodbye Kept on pursuing with the next chop I busted a head and I'm ready for a pit-stop Tavern was dead, Yo-- So I continued to Ansalon: Inn of the Last Home Wenches wanna grant my wish like a genie Dragonborn chef gonna roast that weenie Fellas wanna shout all the time Stay till day cuz we're drinkin all the wine Ready to be jumped in the hall Orcs that we killed got friends on a pub crawl Swords came out with yells Eladrin got time-- All I saw was spells Fireball on the leader real fast Tracing a scar like a Paragon Path Battle to battle, the odds are stacked But my crew stays true and we never get whacked Belief in the team, we throw D&D We pass the time confrontin' elder pit fiends If you want a headshot, yo, just call it Check out the book while my DM resolves it Dice dice baby We rollin dice dice baby Yo man-- Let's get out of here Word to your mother's basement