situation's changed
For Pinky and the Brain
No laboratory
Alone in the rain.
And someone's looking 'round
For where they might be found
It's stinky
For Pinky and the Brain, Brain, Brain, Brain,
Brain, Brain, Brain, Brain,
Brain.
Their pressure magnified
With every lab they tried
They had to flee constantly
Needing a place to hide.
Trapped inside a store
A girl ran in the door
She bought a discount turtle
But ended up with more.
Elmyra: Furry things are nice
I love my talking mice
I take them to school
And make them eat rice.
I spray them with perfume
In my own bedroom
::chorus::: They're crinkly
And often in great pain, pain, pain, pain,
Pain, pain, pain, pain,
Brain.
So Pinky and the Brain
Share a new domain
It's what the network wants
Why bother to complain?The Earth remains a goal
Some things they can't control
They're Pinky
Elmyra and the Brain, Brain, Brain, Brain,
Brain : (--vo--) I deeply resent this.
::chorus::: Brain, Brain, Brain, Brain,
Pinky : (--vo--) Troz! (--laugh--)
Elmyra: Mousies!!
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