Ah, ah, ah, ta-ta
Ta, ta, ta, ayata

The concept's very simple, just have to turn it on
Respond to the instructions that the crappy speaker calls
Hope your score climbs, don't be subpar, it's not hard

Voice clips so obnoxious, want to throw it far
You will hate that chipper doofus, he'll leave a brain scar
What a headache, fly in a rage, that seems harsh

That twitch in your eye
From a children's toy, why?
Bop it, pull it, twist it, kill it

You don't know how it got here, you just want it thrown out
A foolish Christmas gift, must have been on sale, no doubt
Still it's unsmashed, might return it for cash, but

You still want to try
New record score is nigh
Bop it, pull it, twist it, kill it

Hey!
Oh, oh
Ah, ah, ah, ta-ta
Ta, ta, ta, ayata

The squeaking of the plastic, how your sweat makes it gleam
It can cause a man to crack and throw it right through one's TV
Wonder when will this run out of juice? It is a farce
Oh, why?

Should have let it lie
No, you just had to try, dunce
Bop it, pull it, twist it, kill it

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, aaagh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ahaha, oh