HO HO HO!

Hey, Punkaroos!
I've got a score to settle here with you
(No you don't, boss, you've just met!)
Ok so maybe I don't have a score to settle yet

(But you'll get one soon, I bet)
You're heroes, right?
You CLOWNS are heroes, aren't ya? Don't be shy!
(Here he goes, now, don't ask why)

Then we should fight!
Cos guess what, Clowns? Get thrashed, I'm the bad guy!
(He's not bad, just mostly shy)
I just can't wait to drag your sorry faces through the sorry mud!

And then I'll drag them across several more places and leave you clowns as just a bucket of blood!
"Yeah, Lancer Rules!" The crowds will cheer and cheer cos Dad told them they should!

So let's throw down! You clowns are gonna get thrashed really bad! GOOD!
So, how was that?
I've been improving on my evil speech!

(Boss, don't ask them for critique!)
It all fell flat?
You're sayin' I don't practice what I preach?
(Why not show them your technique?)
Check out my wheels!
I've got a bike attached to them on top!
(That is kind of how bikes work)
Just try and seal

Our fountain when you die by wheelie pop!
(Sorry boss can be a jerk!)
So if you think I'm really bad and/or rad, you'd best join the club!
And join it quick, because the only members right now are two Rudinns and some Jigsawry scrubs!

Also, be thrashed, so all the dads and dadesses will join it too!

Now let me help with that whole being thrashed part as I thrash. YOU!