Song parody of
Factory Slide
by Alaris O'heart
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Ohhh
This isn't my own
Slime's supposed to splatter
When it hits the stage
Where you gonna go without a platform
Fast life that's in your zone
Ice slippery
Got to measure your step
Before you lose one
Another one of those lives in stock
Where's it gonna go when I'm all bones
Piled up at the courts
That's for sure
I don't know, what you got
In the back of your pocket
So fight back the feeling to address that
It'll just lead into one big mess, so...
(Grab an invisible hammer
And do the factory slide
Return back by conveyor belt
Do the factory slide)
Move, you're sleeping on me
(Pummel)
Pummel me
(Knock me in my stupid face)
Luck, it's a brand new place
Console
Real rewards
Are waiting at the bottom of the sewage
Put up your real fists
And clobber up that made up man
Till the meter makes the round again
Turn
I probably miss my brain
What did I do
I know I won't slow down
Even though I'm proud of this slew
I tried to
Ohhh
This isn't my own
Slime's supposed to splatter
When it hits the stage
Where you gonna go without a platform
Fast life that's in your zone
Ice slippery
Got to measure your step
Before you lose one
Another one of those lives in stock
Where's it gonna go when I'm all bones
Piled up at the courts
That's for sure
I don't know, what you got
In the back of your pocket
So fight back the feeling to address that
It'll just lead into one big mess, so...
(Grab an invisible hammer
And do the factory slide
Return back by conveyor belt
Do the factory slide)
Move, you're sleeping on me
(Pummel)
Pummel me
(Knock me in my stupid face)
Luck, it's a brand new place
Console
Real rewards
Are waiting at the bottom of the sewage
Put up your real fists
And clobber up that made up man
Till the meter makes the round again
Turn
I probably miss my brain
What did I do
I know I won't slow down
Even though I'm proud of this slew
I tried to
