אני שומע שוב ברגעי השלווה,
אנטילופה רצה שוב בשביל,
בורחת מכלום. רביעיית לביאות,
מנהמת מוסיקה לילית מעבירה בי,
שוב אותן צמרמורות פחד ידועות.
אבל אני קרנף, ויש לי שפיץ על האף.
אבל אני קרנף. ויש לי שפיץ על האף.
His name was Loki, he was from Asgard,
Trying hard to change his fate, Looking at an open gate.
He saw the agents, and he was captured,
And while he tried to talk his way,
Mobius wouldn't let him play.
Across the TVA, he had to save the day,
There were deaths, and there was chaos,
Hunter turned to prey.
At the sacred, the sacred timeline,
The only world that was allowed-line.
At the sacred, the sacred timeline,
Changing the present was never so pleasant,
At the sacred, who is in charge?
Her name was Sylvie, she was a Loki,
With yellow horns upon her head, and an urge to see them dead.
Her plan was perfect, it took her ages,
But Loki came a bit too soon,
They nearly caught a falling moon.
And then the agents came, the Keepers lost their fame,
There was figthing, there was pruning,
But just what who's to blame?
Past the sacred, the sacred timeline,
The only world that was allowed-line.
Past the sacred, the sacred timeline,
Changing the present was never so pleasant.
At the sacred, No one's in charge?
Their name was Loki, they were an army,
But that just lasted for a day, they're all just waiting to betray.
Now there's just five left, and one's a gator,
Charging at the angry cloud,
Trying to pierce the final shroud.
And though their time was scant, they managed to enchant,
There's a door, and there's a mansion.
Now it's time to hunt!
Past the sacred, the sacred timeline,
The only world that was allowed-line.
Past the sacred, the sacred timeline,
Changing the present was never so pleasant,
At the sacred, it's time to charge!
,I wake up in the early night
?My master says when you gonna have some dark might
,Oh master dear we're not the living again
!And girls they wanna eat brain
!Oh girsl just wanna eat brain
,I slow down with the dawning of the light
?The dark one yells how you gonna take some more life
,Oh darky dear you know your war is in vain
!And girls they wanna eat brain
!Oh girsl just wanna eat brain
,That's all they want
,Some brain
,When the lurching day is done
!Oh girls they wanna eat brain
!Oh girls just wanna eat brain
,Half past twelve
,And I'm having a meeting in my flat all alone
.And we talk all day and still I'm on my own
,Automn winds
,Blowing outside my window as I sit in my room
.And the only way to see you is by Zoom
,There is a plague out there
.No one to hear my prayer
,Gimme, gimme, gimme vaccines in the bicep
.Won't somebody help me chase the COVID away
,Gimme, gimme, gimme vaccines in the bicep
.Take us through the darkness to the break of the day
,I find in the morning three times out of ten
,A case of Corona’s been spotted again
,He hasn’t returned from Beijing or from Rome
.A decade has passed since he’d traveled from home
,I’m a young lady of savvy and STEM
,There isn’t that much I don’t know about germs
,How Koch set criteria, how Gram makes it stain
.I pester the grownups until they explain
,Flatten the curve, flatten the curve
?Why are we trying to flatten the curve
,Flatten the curve, flatten the curve
?Why are we trying to flatten the curve
,The problem is all inside your tube
.She said to me
,The answer is simple if you
.Take it logically
,I'd like to use the hood today
,So can't you see
There must be fifty ways
.To mix your buffer
She said it's really not my duty
.To instruct
Furthermore, I hope my helping
.Won't repeat after this act
,But I'll repeat myself
.At the hope you'll get this fact
,There must be fifty ways
.To mix your buffer
,You just stir it with glass, Gus
,Shake it again, Blain
,Drop in a mag, Doug
.And let it stir free
,Set it to heat, Kit
,You don't need to dilute it
,Set it down on a plate, Nate
.And let it stir free
!Brothers of the sierch rejoice
.Run, run from the storm
!Raise your hook and raise your voice
.Call, call, call the worm
,Deep and deep into the sand
?Who knows what lies in this land
,Monsters, fremen, Spice and more
.Hidden in the desert store
.Born underground, suckled from a teat of stone
.Raised on the rock, the safety of our mountain home
,Skin hid in layers, grit in our bones
,To dig and dig makes us free
!Come on brothers sing with me
,I am a Paul and I'm digging a Spice
.Diggy, diggy Spice, diggy, diggy Spice
,I am a Paul and I'm digging a Spice
.Diggy, diggy Spice, diggy, diggy Spice
יש קנקן,
שסובב לו את השמש,
שסובב אותה כך כל הזמן,
יש קנקן.
יש קנקן,
שסובב סביב לשמש,
שסובב אותה רחוק מכאן,
יש קנקן.
רק לא תראה בעין,
רחוק מאוד מכאן,
כוכב חמה מסתיר את צילו,
וגם ענן.
ואם תבקש שאוכיח,
זה לא עלי,
אז הנה אני טוען קנקן.