brentalfloss - The Bioshock Song lyrics
[brentalfloss - The Bioshock Song lyrics]
Won'tcha come on down to Rapture
Jam a needle in your arm
It'll slowly corrode your genetical code
But it's all part of the charm
So you're a gross abomination
But in time you're gonna be
So glad ya came on down to the best little
Town at the bottom of the deep blue sea
Hop in a bathysphere, take in the
Atmosphere, it's like New York
But with more fish
This unholy demon spawn looks like
Joan Rivers in the morning
But down here she's quite a dish
Aquatic nightmare drones are known
To freely roam
With little sisters who require their help
I mean to tell you plainly mister
If that thing there was my sister
I'd believe I'd disown myself, mahhh!
So you're stuck awhile in Rapture
And politically it's tense?
Libertarians scream, it's an Ayn
Rand wet dream, and brother I mean soakin'
I'm not even jokin'
Don'tcha know the locals love the lifestyle
Watch 'em scale the walls with glee
They're glad they came on down
To best little town
At the bottom of the deep blue sea
Try out the U-invent, it doesn't cost a cent
You're gonna love to mix and match
Just steal some glue from evil red guy
And a screw from smelly dead guy
And you've made some crap from scratch
And there's this Atlas Joe
Right on your radio
And he'll give you helpful hints and such
I bet you'll do his bidding blindly
If he utters "would you kindly, "
But oh, I've said too much
So, you get a bit of story
And a horrid killing spree!
Because you came on down to best little town
You're tryin' not to drown
In this creepy town
It really takes the crown though
It's the only town
In the bottom of the deep blue sea
Forget Atlantis
It's the best little town at the
Bottom of the deep blue
Somewhere beyond the sea
They spell it R-A-P T-U-R-E
Jam a needle in your arm
It'll slowly corrode your genetical code
But it's all part of the charm
So you're a gross abomination
But in time you're gonna be
So glad ya came on down to the best little
Town at the bottom of the deep blue sea
Hop in a bathysphere, take in the
Atmosphere, it's like New York
But with more fish
This unholy demon spawn looks like
Joan Rivers in the morning
But down here she's quite a dish
Aquatic nightmare drones are known
To freely roam
With little sisters who require their help
I mean to tell you plainly mister
If that thing there was my sister
I'd believe I'd disown myself, mahhh!
So you're stuck awhile in Rapture
And politically it's tense?
Libertarians scream, it's an Ayn
Rand wet dream, and brother I mean soakin'
I'm not even jokin'
Don'tcha know the locals love the lifestyle
Watch 'em scale the walls with glee
They're glad they came on down
To best little town
At the bottom of the deep blue sea
Try out the U-invent, it doesn't cost a cent
You're gonna love to mix and match
Just steal some glue from evil red guy
And a screw from smelly dead guy
And you've made some crap from scratch
And there's this Atlas Joe
Right on your radio
And he'll give you helpful hints and such
I bet you'll do his bidding blindly
If he utters "would you kindly, "
But oh, I've said too much
So, you get a bit of story
And a horrid killing spree!
Because you came on down to best little town
You're tryin' not to drown
In this creepy town
It really takes the crown though
It's the only town
In the bottom of the deep blue sea
Forget Atlantis
It's the best little town at the
Bottom of the deep blue
Somewhere beyond the sea
They spell it R-A-P T-U-R-E