Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught on a greenscreen
This is not reality
Open your eyes
To the black skies, and see
I’m just a hoophead, i need no gravity
Because i’m easy come, easy go
Little high...um...hello!
Anyway the klay flows...doesn't really matter, to me…
Hoborg...is now solid
Had the crown right on his head
Now he doesn't, nearly dead
Hoborg...wanted to create
But now Klogg’s gone and thrown it all away….
HOBORG…..OOOOOOH…
Do not want to see you die..
If I don’t have your crown this time tomorrow
Hang in there...hang in there..
This really really matters.
Too late, my time has come
Sliding puzzles misalign
Spitting water all the time
Goodbye nobody, i’ve got to go
Gotta leave this nursery and find myself
Quater...oooo
I don’t want to die
I sometimes wish i’d just been left as a seed
I see a little clay disc right there on the floor
Robot Bil, Robot Bil, will you get rid of this Weasel
Potions and shrink rays, sheep made out of soft klays me
Joe head joe, joe head joe
Joe head joe, joe head joe
Joe head joe, mark lorenzen, sanabria
But i’m just a klay boy in a lonely place
He’s just a klay boy who teleports with ‘space’
Spare him his life from this weasel monster
Easy come, easy go, will you let me go
Ottoborg! No we will not let you go - let him go
Ottoborg! We will not let you go - let him go
Ottoborg! We will not let you go let me go
Will not let you go let me go (never)
Never let you go let me go
Never let me go ooo
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
Oh papa mia, papa mia, papa mia let me go
Kloggmonkey has a tickberger set aside...for me
For me
For me
So you think you can drop a brown pot in my eye?
So you think you can leave your discs where i can die??
Oh, willie
Can’t do this to me willie
Just gotta fall off...just gotta fall right off of here…
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah
Nothing really matters...anyone can see
Nothing really matters...to me.
(anyway the klay flows)
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הייתי צוללת עכשיו למים
הכי, הכי עמוקים
לא לשמוע כלום
לא לדעת כלום
וזה הכל אהובי, זה הכל.