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Wiggles 2022
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Download the mp3 of this song from the Triple J website.
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Robbie:
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Okay. What would the Wiggles be like in 20 years? A post-apocalyptic nightmare? Wil had a new toy that week, too - a Steve Irwin doll. Pull a string and it says "Holy smokes, that was close!"
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Tripod:
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Twenty twenty-two, the year of the robots.
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How do they spend their time, those fun-loving robots?
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Scod:
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Building themselves a brave new world,
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How do they find time to oil themselves?
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And who takes care of the robots' little ones?
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Tripod:
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Ahhh... ahhh...
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Ahhh... ahhh...
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Ahhh... ahhh...
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Robots!
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Time hasn't been kind to the Wiggles.
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They're more machine now than man, twisted and evil.
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Scod:
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One of them is just a head in a jar,
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One is a projected hologram,
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And Jeff is cryogenically asleep.
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Yon:
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(Robot-like) Hot potato... hot potato...
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Cold spagetti... cold spagetti...
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Tripod:
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Ahhh... ahhh...
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Ahhh... ahhh...
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Ahhh... ahhh...
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Ahhh...
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Scod:
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Taking their place amongst the non-human race,
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Yon and Gatesy:
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Whirrrr... whirrrr...
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Scod:
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The Wiggles have diversified their ways.
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Yon and Gatesy:
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Zzzzap....
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Tripod:
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The children are raised in bio-nutritional pods,
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Scod:
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So there's not much call for their humourous displays.
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Gatesy:
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The Wiggles roll around,
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Tending to the bug-like robot children.
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Scod:
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Humanity is just a memory on a dusty set of disks.
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Tripod:
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Twenty twenty-two, the year of the Wiggles.
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Betraying all their friends to the powerful robots.
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Scod:
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Dorothy the Dinosaur was debunked as an evolutionist myth.
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And Occy the Octopus was fished to extinction.
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Tripod:
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By the Japanese... the robot Japanese.
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Yon:
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The robots' terrible reign did not last for ever.
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A disgruntled Captain Feathersword, dissatisfied with his current weaponry,
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Raised an army of clones from genetic samples taken from our greatest warrior,
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And rescued what was left of the human race, crucifying the Wiggles for their betrayal.
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Gatesy:
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Holy smoke, that was close!
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Tripod:
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Ahhh... ahhh...
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Ahhh... ahhh...
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Ahhh... ahhh...
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Robots!
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