"Smoke on the Poopy"
Splendid Rendition of a Deep Purple Classic

We all came out to Bar None,
On the edge of Cybertown.
To make some poopy with our gerbil pals,
We had poop to spread around.
Mar and Sorcerer's humble bar,
We poop at the best place around.
But some Inspector with a clipboard,
Tried to shut our little Bar down.

Smoke on the poopy, gerbils dance around.
Smoke on the poopy, gerbils dance around.

They shut down the hot tub,
Said it smelled like gerbil s***.
Blue and Hesh were trying to get it clean,
It smelled bad so they had to quit.

When it all was over,
We had to find another place.
Have mercy, poops never give out.
Now Fastball is another gerbil disgrace.

Smoke on the poopy, gerbils dance around.
Smoke on the poopy, gerbils dance around.

We ended up pooping in the corner,
It was empty, cold, and bare.
But with the chatters all staring at us,
We couldn't give a care.

With a few more treats and a few more shoes,
We took ourselves a little snooze.
No matter what we get out of this,
I know they'll never forget...

Smoke on the poopy, gerbils dance around.

Smoke on the poopy, gerbils dance around.