The Darkest Of The Hillside Thickets - Big Robot Dinosaur lyrics

Dad's working on something special Down in the basement I yelled goodbye as I headed out To wait for the bus At school it's the usual tortures Pushed and tripped in the hall Hit in the head with a half-eaten orange Face washed in the snow Got home so fed-up and angry My dad came to me Took me down to the basement and said "It's finally ready, son!" My senses reeled, my heart stood still Before me glowed a glory Fruit of my father's laborious weekend Towering three to four stories We're on the rampage in a robot dinosaur Me and my dad in his robot dinosaur We're in the cab of a robot dinosaur Stop on society, robot dinosaur My tool of vengeance is a robot dinosaur Talons ripping, robot dinosaur...