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scoochie boochie - v. the shitadel كلمات أغنية

[narration] (narrator)
at the top of the isle of style stood the sh_tadel, the porcelain fortress of king stink. in its tallest tower, there was a line of prison cells shaped like toilet stalls…

[dialogue] (scoochie boochie, dax pulsar, helen)
dax: how about, “can’t miss, won’t stop: from hotshot to legend: the dax pulsar story”?
helen: you can’t have two little phrases before the title
scoochie: dax? helen? is that you?
dax: scoochie boochie. you sonuvab_tch

[narration] (narrator)
helen explained how king stink’s technomancers had a force field around the planet that fried all technology

[dialogue] (helen)
they caught us in a tractor beam on the way down

[narration] (narrator)
scoochie explained how the technomancers had captured him on the isle of style, but ty dewey managed to escape with a great fart

[dialogue] (scoochie boochie, marie, hooghie)
marie: so, my son is alive?
scoochie: h_llo? you sound familiar…
marie: my name is marie. we met at garçon’s [?] highly unethical farts!
scoochie: um, no, i don’t think that sounds like me… maybe your dryer was broken or somethin’?
marie: where do you think he got his powers?
scoochie: ohhh, sh_t
marie: ty dewey is your son!
scoochie: are you ki’ing me? ty dewey doesn’t sound anything like me! also, isn’t he, like, five? that wasn’t that long ago
marie: not for you. while you were flying here in hybrid sp_ce, we were flying from system to system with the baby mama armada trying to track you down! they are waiting in orbit, stuck behind the force field. but ty dewey took an escape pod on a joyride! when i followed to rescue him, i was captured
scoochie: oh, sh_t, they’re here?
hooghie: what’s the baby mama armada?
scoochie: who’s that now?
hooghie: i’m hooghie
scoochie: dad?
hooghie: oh, sh_t
scoochie: oh, d_mn, i’m here to rescue you! hi!
hooghie: rescue me? heh, that’s nice of you, but i’m eighty_seven, dude. what, so i can sit in a different room? h_ i_ sorry, that’s rude, i just_ bit funny. what’s the baby mama armada?
scoochie: oh, nothing, i don’t think…we’re even…really talkin’ ’bout_ what were we talkin’ about? somethin’ else?
hooghie: look, man, i get it. i partied all across the galaxy. i ended up a lonely old fart locked in a tower with no really great chips, okay? just, don’t make the same mistakes i did. get your sh_t together and raise your son
scoochie: uuuuuum, what if i have thousands?
hooghie: what?
scoochie: that’s the baby mama armada. it’s theeee…fleet. it’s like a fleet of single mothers and illegitimate children that i’ve left in my wake. they’re after me for trillions in child support
hooghie: d_mn! i mean, d_mn, dude, you really gotta get your sh_t together
[narration] (narrator)
suddenly, the wall exploded, leaving a fart_shaped hole

[dialogue] (ty dewey)
hi! i’m ty dewey!

- scoochie boochie

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