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Tra-la-la! Are you worried about impending doom? Those evil willows catch up to him with gloom Don't you fear, there's a hero in the sky, the sky, the sky! It's not a bird and it's not a slave And it's not an exiled sad witch It's a waistband warrior Here in mighty battle cry Tra-la-la! Hey, watch out, it's fly Hey, Frenchie, throw a tie Tra-la-la-la-la-la, nothing under bed Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Screaming witchcraft Busting down doors Flaring distant shores Tra-la-la-la-la-la, nothing under bed Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh, it's David I'm saying Oh, yeah, the club of Oxygen Death and under bed, this is the end Oh, oh, oh, oh! Stretch your fingers and you'll be right there That freaky bald dude in his underwear He'll toss his trousers and he'll fight to save the day The day, the day! There he goes in his dashing cape Here he comes in his tiny waist All the bad guys spoil themselves Every time they hear him say the love song They lose their touch In the transition Tra-la-la-la-la-la, nothing under bed Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh, it's Simon Simon! He's made a change for me I think I'm loving his beat Tra-la-la-la-la-la, nothing under bed Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh, oh, oh, oh! Tra-la-la-la-la-la, nothing under bed I'm saying Check out that superhero face Check his other face Yeah, now he won't be back Oh, oh, oh, oh! He's Captain Can't find some peace, he's out to save Check his other face Oh, oh, oh, oh!