Yon: Die almost never,
Nearly forever.
Forever is yesterday's tomorrow today.
Scod: Is there anything that I can do?
I got to go and see Q.
On a deadly mission since the day we met,
The threat is you.
You took my love for granted,
Now there's a bomb implanted in my heart.
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh Whoh oh oh oh
Die almost never,
Nearly forever.
Forever is yesterday's tomorrow today.
Gatesy: (M) James, you're an outdated dinosaur of a sexist era.
Yon: (Bond) Yes, but the hair on my chest is alarmingly enticing.
Scod: (Elvis Costello) A disgruntled ex-president,
Is becoming incensed.
About the focus shifting off of his cock,
Onto world events.
Tripod: He's causing all this trouble,
From an underwater bubble in the sea.
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
Gatesy: (Clinton) It's time to release the ultimate weapon,
I will release Faith Hill's next eighty albums into the water supply.
Tripod: Die almost never,
Nearly forever.
Forever is yesterday's tomorrow today.
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh