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Revision as of 08:58, 10 June 2010
This list encompasses Spacesim's various musical endeavours.
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Unofficial
Parody of Lady Gaga's Telephone |
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Parody of Lady Gaga's Bad Romance: Hab Romance |
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Parody of The Beatles' Yellow Submarine: Drywall Habitat |
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Parody of Uffie's Pop the Glock: Pop the Lock |
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By Ian Martin |
Mc am i, astros call me dumb
when it's hammer time, you bust a thumb simmies breaking up the hab shit be hotter than lab me and hab, our crews on a mission better watch out, we got that fission bad ass switch, im rated g I'm gifted, gotta sell cookies cross the street to four forty gotta work hard, no room to cheat screw and grind, thats my bloodline hab is flying, mc's shoutin mc's shouting, hab is shouting time to get low, do a barrel roll thats how we do, do it hot and if you understood, would you? Start working and having fun i got a loaded phaser gun dont make me vent the lock and pop! simmies gonna make the hab rock like dough, dough I like hab calls me when they feel freaky hot i run this show, you fly too slow pick up the phone, when you feel alone mc's shouting, hab is shouting time to get low, do a barrel roll thats how we do, do it hot and if you understood, would you? mutiny, if you can yea you talk shit, think i care? my power in this hab, is confusing cause ya dont know vent the lock, vent the lock, vent the lock, vent the lock, vent the lock, vent the lock, vent the lock, the lock, you pop! sound like earthquack, fast as hell i rock this hab you know damn well gonna make it to the moon spin this shit, till you swoon longhouse is where ya keep it bryce dont let anyone know gonna steal the tools, underneath you just a tool time everyone see, what you really be lose the game, the game gets lost I gotta plan, gotta ask mc lose the game, the game gets lost I gotta plan, gotta ask mc mc's shouting, hab is shouting time to get low, do a barrel roll thats how we do, do it hot and if you understood, would you? mutiny, if you can yea you talk shit, think i care? my power in this hab, is confusing cause ya dont know vent the lock, the lock, you pop if you outta suit it's your head, pop vent the lock, the lock, you pop if you outta suit it's your head, pop vent the lock, the lock, you pop if you outta suit it's your head, pop vent the lock, the lock, you pop if you outta suit it's your head, pop mc's shouting, mc's shouting, mc's shouting, hab is shouting mc's shouting, hab is shouting time to get low, do the tootsie roll mc's shouting, hab is shouting, mc's shouting, hab is shouting me and hab, our crews on a mission better watch out, we got that fission thats how we do, do it hot and if you understood, would you? Start working and having fun i got a loaded phaser gun dont make me vent the lock and pop! simmies gonna make the hab rock like dough, dough I like hab calls me when they feel freaky hot i run this show, you fly too slow pick up the phone when you feel alone vent the lock, vent the lock, vent the lock, vent the lock, vent the lock, vent the lock, vent the lock, the lock, you pop vent the lock, vent the lock, vent the lock, vent the lock, vent the lock, vent the lock, vent the lock, the lock, you pop if you outta suit it's your head, pop |
Parody of Ke$ha's TiK ToK: Blow the Hot Lab Up |
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By £glin |
Wake up in the morning feeling like Neil Armstrong
Grab my space suit, I'm out the door, I'm gonna head where I belong Before I leave, grab a phone with a chip they can track 'Cause when I leave for the night, I ain't coming back
Vacuum-proof all our clothes, clothes MC yellin' on the phones, phones Shuttling, playing our favorite CDs Controlling the hab with ease. Trying to explore like we were Wall-E
Simmies, blow my hot lab up Tonight, I'm on flight 'Til we see the sunlight Quick talk, don't you balk But the pressure don't stop, no
Simmies, blow my hot lab up Tonight, I'm on flight 'Til we see the sunlight Quick talk, don't you balk But the pressure don't stop, no
Ain't got no fuel in my pod cells, but I'm already here And now, the Ruskies linin' up cause they hear we got swagger But we kick em to the curb 'cause they all brought daggers
Bottom shelves filled with junk, junk Hot lap pressure was normal he thunk, thunk
Or the simmies shut us down, down Simmies shut us down, down Simmies shut us
Simmies, blow my hot lab up Tonight, I'm on flight 'Til we see the sunlight Quick talk, don't you balk But the pressure don't stop, no
Simmies, blow my hot lab up Tonight, I'm on flight 'Til we see the sunlight Quick talk, don't you balk But the pressure don't stop, no
You break me down My heart, it pounds Yeah, you got me
You got me now You got that round Yeah, you got me
You break me down My heart, it pounds Yeah, you got me
Put pressure up Put pressure up
Simmies, blow my hot lab up Tonight, I'm on flight 'Til we see the sunlight Quick talk, don't you balk But the pressure don't stop, no
Simmies, blow my hot lab up Tonight, I'm on flight 'Til we see the sunlight Quick talk, don't you balk But the pressure don't stop, no |