[Intro]
Intro
Forced laughter
Declaration of excitement
Build-up
Build-up, build-up, build-up, build-up, build-up, build-up
Build-up, build-up, build-up, build-up, build-up, build-up
Build-up, build-up, build-up, build-up, build-up, build-up
Drop

[Verse 1]
Mah!
This is a song that's self-referential
By Dan Bull about a fellow called Deadpool
Both dead-cool, both mental
Both use terms that are frowned on in general
We're giving you a heart attack
The proper medical term for that's cardiac
We put in two-hundred percent
You're probably only doing about half of that
Who's this beautiful dude doing martial arts?
Hey! Where's Ms Marvel at?
I'm the marvelous marvel of Marvel you marvel at
Throwing marbles at marmosets
Wearing a tight, black and red pajama set
Nomming marmalade because I'm Marvin, mate
And now, I've got to dash because I'm rather late
For the hook in which I lazily chant my name
[Hook]
Dead to the pool to the pool to the dead
If it doesn't make sense, well, it's all in your head
Pool to the dead to to dead to the pool
Ooh! Bikinis! Head to the pool
Dead to the pool to the pool to the dead
If it doesn't make sense, well, it's all in your head
Impressed mildly be you'll, backwards this read, bro, story cool

[Verse 2]
So, scratch that Deadpool itch
Livestream it all on Twitch
Self-referential kitsch
Auto-tuned to perfect pitch
Call women; ho and bitch
Then repeat until you're rich
It's pronounced niche not "Nich"
Oh-no, YouTube just glitched
There's too much anger
Give me a chimichanga
I'm a chubby wanker
I can't read the signs well enough to see the dan-ger
Oh, hang on, cheeky banter!
And I'm fidgety, rowdy, skittish
Inexplicably sounding British
Round up critics that downvote this
And skip their life story to the finish
With so many fates to save the world from
Who will step to the plate?
Wade will, son
I make you disappear from the net like your name was...
I was running out of rhymes for Wilson
Even though I just had the opportunity to change it
I still said Wilson
And now, I've done it again, we should probably bring the fills in
[Hook]
Dead to the pool to the pool to the dead
If it doesn't make sense, well, it's all in your head
Pool to the dead to to dead to the pool
Ooh! Bikinis! Head to the pool
Dead to the pool to the pool to the dead
If it doesn't make sense, well, it's all in your head
Impressed mildly be you'll, backwards this read, bro, story cool

[Outro]
This song is for sale
You have money
Go on!
Treat yourself
Have you noticed how many of Dan Bull's songs
End really suddenly on the final wooooooooooord?