Crisis
Calling all the terminators Petshop boys and high school teachers Calling all the woodland creatures Crisis is on her way And she's mad oh she's insane She'll open a can of whoop As you would know As you would know With her radar on to the maximum Crisis is on her way Crisis is on her way Calling all the alligators Crocodiles and things with feathers Calling all the urban dangers Crisis is on her way And she's mean oh she's citrine She's a semiprecious Which you should know Which you should know With her radar on to the maximum Should you fear Yes you should With her radar on to the maximum Should you fear Should you fear Should you fear And she's mad oh she's insane She'll open a can of whoop As you should know As you should know And she's mean oh she's citrine She's a semiprecious Which you should know Oh you should know With her radar on to the maximum Crisis is on her way Crisis is on her way Crisis is on her way
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