I had a small friend, who had a fat friend, who had a big friend, who

gave birth to many friends, with our flashlights

to the sky, we waited for them to land. I got two tall friends, who know

my small friend, who seems to have a

problem with you. They got roman candles, bottle rockets for the vandals

who covered our lockers in glue.



We're on our way, here we go, we're gonna take over. Se it off, one last

time, he're we come again.



We were strangers, and we were pilgrims, role models of the family man.

Pioneers & patriarchs, patriots *

matriarchs, staking out the promised land. Our little army - we were

commandos, guerrillas with decoder rings. We

felt opposition from some villains who were wishing they could be cadets

and kings.



We're on our way, here we go, we're gonna take over. Se it off, one last

time, he're we come again.



All systems go! Soon the world will know, the fury of attack,

feel the wrath of THE SUPER RAD, THE

SUPER RAD, SUPER RAD!



And if we die, before the battle's through, tell our mom's, tell our

dads, we were SUPER RAD!



We're on our way, here we go, we're gonna take over. Se it off, one last

time, he're we come again.







All systems go, as we step into the octagon. Feel the wrath of mission

code name APPLESAUCE. SUPER RAD!