[Lyric] Bungalow Battle Bots (Dick & Dom)

[Intro]
You need a concept
Raw materials
For the ultimate fighting contraption
You've gotta build it
You've gotta name it
And then you send it into action

[Bridge]
Bungalow, bungalow, bungalow, bungalow
The bungalow battle bots

[Verse 1]
It is the far off distant future
The year 2005
Dark forces they are gathering
Will the human race survive?
We need to build some battle bots
To fight this evil force
As fast as a speeding ox
And as strong as a mighty horse
[Chorus]
Battle bots, battle bots, battle battle battle bots
Completely hard as nails
But construction is an [?]
Bungalow, bungalow, bungalow battle bots
Built from shuttlecocks
Turbo [?] and flower pots

[Post-Chorus]
Bungalow, bungalow, bungalow, bungalow
The bungalow battle bots

[Verse 2]
The mighty task had begun
The work went on all night
Hammering, cutting and gluing
Making machines with awesome mighty
Mars, the mighty bringer of war
Will stand and gaze in awe
At his nuclear heart and cyber-brain
Prepare to unleash the hurricane

[Chorus]
Battle bots, battle bots, battle battle battle bots
Completely hard as nails
But construction is an [?]
Bungalow, bungalow, bungalow battle bots
Built from shuttlecocks
Turbo [?] and flower pots
The bungalow battle bots
[Interlude]
And just look at these two robo-titans go
As "Egg-fox-aton" knocks "Power-flux-receptor-droid" around
As if he were a floppy dolly in a wobbly jelly room
Created from bungalow-heads from Bric-a-brac
These jolly jerky paranoid androids slapping each other about like stupid!
"Snot-doctor" in with a left-hook from that pretty useful spatula
But "Colonel-jam-bag" retaliates with a punch up the conk from his sink plunger
Surely one of these battle bots has got to short-circuit soon
"Bob-roll-soldier" has been rammed and rommed by his evil cyborg meddler they called -
"Mr Poo"

[Chorus]
Battle bots, battle bots, battle battle battle bots
Completely hard as nails
But construction is an [?]
Bungalow, bungalow, bungalow battle bots
Built from shuttlecocks
Turbo [?] and flower pots

[Post-Chorus]
Bungalow, bungalow, bungalow, bungalow
The bungalow battle bots

[Verse 3]
The ancient legend foretold of this
Of evil banished into the abyss
The bungalow battle bots reign supreme
And awesome indestructible [?] machine
But in this hour of triumph dawning
Take great heed of a somber warning
Deep our mission your battle bot army
In case it turns evil and totally barmy
[Chorus]
Battle bots, battle bots, battle battle battle bots
Completely hard as nails
But construction is an [?]
Bungalow, bungalow, bungalow battle bots
Built from shuttlecocks
Turbo [?] and flower pots

Battle bots, battle bots, battle battle battle bots
Quite good looking
In a way that is an [?]
Bungalow, bungalow, bungalow battle bots
Built from bottletops
Pepper pots and woolen socks

[Post-Chorus]
Bungalow, bungalow, bungalow, bungalow
The bungalow battle bots