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Who do you think you are, the merry mouse club mutineer?
The svengali of spuds,
Someone's short-circuited the velveeta diode.
Yeah, the most relaxin' part of our beat.
And guaranteed to free any morsel
Why would fat cat engrave m.j. In the stick?
So the decibel level of the engine won't hurt my ears.
Why, me lucky toothpick, o'course.
Of using electricity to animate lifeless spud
Try as I might, I couldn't shake the little bugger free.
Let's hear it for meltdown!
Pancakes? Donuts?
The more rodent, the more potent, I always say.
Like you're bein' chased by a pack of rabid feline!
Made outta petrified rosewood,
You got that right, acorn brain.
♪ are pickin' up the slack ♪
There's a cluster of mouse footprint
And it's engrave "m.j."
If I snag that lever, we're in business.
It's that whack-out professor nimnul.
That whatever made the mice disappear
Yeah! Then I could hypnotize 'em, and make 'em spill the beans.
I'm being scam by a yam!
Or, dare I say it, mr. Potato head.
We passed his favorite mouse trap a block ago.
When I snap my fingers, Daledini says wake up.
The great Daledini never reveal his sources.
I got it! Bet it belong to moonwalk jackson.
They laugh at me at the invention convention,
Like you're bein' chase by a pack of rabid felines!
They're suppose to be on a break.
Must have slip my mind.
♪ somehow whatever's wrong gets solve ♪
Dale, wake up. Snap out of it!
I bet monty wouldn't mind
Ah, yes. We're doing very nicely.
♪ somehow whatever's wrong gets solved ♪
Will instantly bake all the potatoes in idaho.
It's free, and it's forever.
♪ sometimes some crimes ♪
Leave his lucky toothpick behind on purpose.
We're not heavy enough.
All my half-baked successes are behind me.
Not so fast.
Years ago, back in timbukthree,
But at least the mice are snapping out
The fruit's always fresh, and so is the...
Think real hard, Dale.
♪ no, no, it never fails ♪
Wrong, Dale. Try again.
♪ there's no case too big ♪
You went for help, but there were no other mice around.
Not even the power company
Kinda bashful, isn't he?
With beady eyes and a shifty grin.
Like you're bein' chased by a pack of rabid felines!
My pied piper device is kaput.
Five-minute break, you miserable vermin.
No, silly. Mouso is hearing-impaired and mute.
The more rodents, the more potent, I always say.
A real suspicious character
Hearing about all these depressed cats.
Into baked potatoes.
Time to rejoin the rat race, ya rotten rodents.
Who do you think you are, the merry mouse club mutineers?
My interstate electrical hookup
I'll find some with the infrared magnifying glass
We're working hard and he's busy makin' fancy potatoes.
The small-minded fools are standing in the path of weird science.
Definitely swiss.
Called me mad.