Pikmin Bass Drop

Pluck 'em

up

from the soil

Watch

the

pack roll deep (let's go)

Red top flame-proof, march in a row Blue boys diving where the

deep tides go Yellow with the battery,

spark on the track Carry giant fruit till my stem snaps back

Bulborb sleeping in the tall green grass Tiptoe forward make the quick

squad pass Olimar calling on the silver whistle bell Ten little sprouts

doing twenty-man spells

Sun going down on the garden floor Clock ticks loud,

can't take no more Line up quick,

keep the rhythm in flight Don't get left behind tonight

Pluck one, pluck two,

carry that weight Running back home to the rocket ship gate (yeah!)

Little stems up, moving on beat Whole tiny army stomping their feet (wah-hoo)

Purple squad heavy with the heavyweight slam White ones venomous,

busting the jam Building up bridges with the clay and the sticks

Hundred in a line turning pebbles to bricks Clock counting down from

five to one Pack all the nectar before we get done Leave

no seedling behind in the dirt Full pack flying in a spacesuit

shirt

Sun going down on the garden floor Clock ticks loud,

can't take no more Line up quick,

keep the rhythm in flight Don't get left behind tonight

Pluck one, pluck two,

carry that weight Running back home to the rocket ship gate (yeah!)

Little stems up, moving on beat Whole tiny army stomping their feet

(come on!)

Sunset red in the clearing sky

Hear the whistle blow,

wave it all goodbye (whistle tweet) Safe in the pod before the

night creeps in

Tomorrow morning we do it again

Pluck one, pluck two,

carry that weight Running back home to the rocket ship gate (let's

go!)

Little stems up, moving on beat Whole tiny army stomping their feet (wah-hoo!)

Ship take off, see ya on the replay (peep-peep) Tiny crew,

massive workday