Attackin'

car racin' through outerspacin'!
galaxy of ants attack!

attack!

stomp forth
you kill with me
lots o' legs
running free
outerspacin' all night
i don't think i can fight.

i let down my followers,
they seem to have turned on me.
i'll convince them that my late night race only helps our reputation.

attack
attack

here they come, run forth!
fight, fight, fight, fight, fight, fight!

(where'd giles go?)