Rubber Bands, Rubber Balls

Rubber bands, rubber balls
Made with super-special density
Rubber bands, rubber balls
They can bounce with such intensity
This is the room where we test the stretching
This is the room where we test the bounce
Here we add the long-chain hydrocarbons
The names of which I cannot pronounce
This is the room where we test compression
This is the room where we test recoil
This is a break room for all these dancers
And here’s a little fridge so the curry won’t spoil
Rubber bands, rubber balls
Made with super-special density
Rubber bands, rubber balls
They can bounce with such intensity
Basically what we make here is rubber
We’re not trying to diversify
We don’t make knickknacks, we don’t make tchotchkes
Or really anything that’s gonna catch your eye
We don’t make pianos, we don’t make cream sodas
We don’t make the zippers for your parachute pants
We don’t make ice cube trays or ceiling fans
We make rubber
baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaands!
(last note held until end of song)
Rubber bands, rubber balls
Made with super-special density
Rubber bands, rubber balls
They can bounce with such intensity!
Phineas: So, what do you make here again?