Big Irons Lyrics

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 foosball
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!"

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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