Eff the Sun

Like a corrupt data compiler
We’re gonna mess up that ball of fire
Douse the power it requires
Video games all day, no prior
Kulcha was ever glare free
Those little light bursts bouncing off the screen
Annoying to the Nth degree
That’s why the sun is gonna get one toll free
Bomb blast in the precise vicinity
To nullify negative charge for all infinity
Cascade effects, chain reactions
Atomic level annihilation to
Eff the sun
Eff the sun
Anti solar sentiment is nothing new
But my ostentatious arguments necessitate review
My chief argument is that the sun eats poo
And all gets up in my eyes when I play Faxanadu
And through a telescope I calculate
The absolute destruction of all solar real estate
And wait while the platform rises
With more destructive force than eight Starship Enterprises
But, crap, the hydraulics are broken
Need to call tech support at the place I bought it from
But the guy on the line is a freakin' jerk
Man, I just need the lifting platform to work
Reboot the machine, wait the for start up chimes
Alright we’re all good, now it’s finally time
Eternal darkness 'cause the sun’s all charred
Put the text of this song on a V: TES card
Eff the sun
Eff the sun
Eff the sun
Eff the sun
Eff the sun
Eff the sun
Eff the sun
Eff the sun
Eff the sun
Eff the sun