I've got a small friend
Who has a fat friend
Who had a big friend
Who gave birth to many friends.
With our flashlights to the sky
We waited for them to land.
I got two tall friends
Who know my small friend
Who seem to have a problem with you.
They got roman candles Bottle rockets for the vandals
Who covered our lockers in glue.
We're on our way, here we go!
We're gonna take over!
Set it off one last time.
Here we come again.
We were strangers And we were pilgrims;
Role models of the family man, Pioneers and patriarchs,
Patriots and matriarchs, Staking out the promised land.
Our little army We were commandos;
Guerillas with decoder rings.
We felt some opposition From some villains
Who were wishing They could be cadets and kings.
We're on our way, here we go!
We're gonna take over!
Set it off one last time.
Here we come again.
All systems go!
Soon the world will know:
The fury of attack -
Feel the wrath of
The Super Rad!
Super Rad!
All systems go!
Soon the world will know:
The fury of attack -
Feel the wrath of
The Super Rad!
Super Rad!
SU-
-PER
RAD!
Step off, homie...
And if we die
Before the battle's through,
Tell your mom, tell your dad
We were Super Rad!
We're on our way, here we go!
We're gonna take over!
Set it off
one last time.
Here we come again.
All systems go!
Soon the world will know:
The fury of attack -
Feel the wrath of
The Super Rad!
Super Rad!
All systems go!
Soon the world will know:
The fury of attack -
Feel the wrath of
The Super Rad!
Super Rad!
All systems go
As we step into the octagon.
Feel the wrath of Mission code-name:
Applesauce applesauce applesauce
SUPER RAD!