Wiggles 2022 Lyrics & Chords By Tripod

Twenty twenty-two, the year of the robots.
How do they spend their time, those fun-loving robots?
Building themselves a brave new world,
How do they find time to oil themselves?
And who takes care of the robots' little ones?

Ahhh... ahhh...
Ahhh... ahhh...
Ahhh... ahhh...
Robots!

Time hasn't been kind to the Wiggles.
They're more machine now than man, twisted and evil.
One of them is just a head in a jar,
One is a projected hologram,
And Jeff is cryogenically asleep.

Hot potato... hot potato...
Cold spagetti... cold spagetti...

Ahhh... ahhh...
Ahhh... ahhh...
Ahhh... ahhh...
Ahhh...

Taking their place amongst the non-human race,
Whirrrr... whirrrr...
The Wiggles have diversified their ways.
Zzzzap....
The children are raised in bio-nutritional pods,
So there's not much call for their humourous displays.

The Wiggles roll around,
Tending to the bug-like robot children.
Humanity is just a memory on a dusty set of disks.

Twenty twenty-two, the year of the Wiggles.
Betraying all their friends to the powerful robots.
Dorothy the Dinosaur was debunked as an evolutionist myth.
And Occy the Octopus was fished to extinction.
By the Japanese... the robot Japanese.

The robots' terrible reign did not last for ever.
A disgruntled Captain Feathersword, dissatisfied with his current weaponry,
Raised an army of clones from genetic samples taken from our greatest warrior,
And rescued what was left of the human race, crucifying the Wiggles for their betrayal.

Holy smoke, that was close!

Ahhh... ahhh...
Ahhh... ahhh...
Ahhh... ahhh...
Robots!