>>116929Roach 1:
(Chuckling) Look who’s got a case of the goo!
Our little feast, a banquet just for two.
Roach 2:
(A smirk in his voice) Did you see how he wiped it clean?
He thinks we’re eating crumbs, but we’re the protein machine!
Country, Kutaka:
(Talking to himself)
Here I am, with this mess I’ve made,
Roaches at my feet, my pride’s been weighed.
Roach 3:
(Bravely)
Don’t be so grim, dear human friend,
Life’s just a cycle, on us you depend!
Country, Kutaka:
(Accepting the truth)
A gooncave this is, it’s true, I confess,
But to clean my dominator, oh, it’s such a jest!
Roach 1:
(Playfully)
A dominator once, now a delicacy divine,
You say "destroyer," we say "dinner"—isn’t that fine?
Roach 2:
(With a twirl)
We scavenge, we nibble, we make it our game,
Just another day in this roach-infested fame.
Country, Kutaka:
(Smirking)
You little critters, you sly little thieves,
Have you no shame? Or just no reprieves?
Roach 3:
(Sincerely)
We thrive in the shadows, in corners of gloom,
Call us the cleanup crew, dispelling your doom.
Roach 1:
(Triumphantly)
While you wipe and you fret, we’re on a fat spree,
A banquet of sorts—oh, what fun to be free!
Country, Kutaka:
(Laughing)
Well, share what you must, in this quirky abode,
A little less mess, perhaps I shall load.
Roach 2:
(Encouraging)
Embrace us, dear friend, in jest or in glee,
For in life’s little troubles, find harmony.
Country, Kutaka:
(With resolve)
Together we’ll conquer this wild living scheme,
In the gooncave of life, we all can dream.
Roaches:
(In unison)
To the cycles of nature, we cheer and toast,
In this strange little dance, we’re the ones who’ll boast!