| On the metal world of Cybertron
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| There is a rockin' robot race
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| Two warring tribes are laying waste
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| To a once great shining place
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| Molten metal fires
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| Dot the alloy and the chrome
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| Sparks and twisted wires
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| Paint the surface of our home
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| The Autobots are hunted
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| By the cruel Decepticons
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| The slaughter is directed
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| By the evil Megatron
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| This metal robo-Stalin
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| Only has one equal foe
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| So ready up your battle cry
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| It’s time to let him know…
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| Autobots…
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| Transform… and
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| ROLL OUT!
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| We’re gonna blow these stinkin' 'cons away
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| ROLL OUT!
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| We’re makin' a bigger mess than Michael Bay
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| ROLL OUT!
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| They’re gonna pay for tearin' up our home
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| ROLL OUT!
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| Pedal to metal time to kick some chrome!
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| Starsceam is an idiot
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| And Swindle is a phoney
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| Grimlock’s gonna squash you
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| To beryllium baloney
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| Bruticus got roid rage
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| Metal muscles flex
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| But he’s weaker than a Witwicky
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| Compared to Metroplex
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| Jazz is kinda ghetto
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| Cause you gotta hit that market
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| We’re piloting the arc
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| But we got nowhere left to park it
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| Set a course for the stars
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| Gotta leave the war behind
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| Roll out to cosmos
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| Let’s see what we will find!
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| ROLL OUT!
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| We’re gonna blow these stinkin' cons away
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| ROLL OUT!
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| We’re makin' a bigger mess than Michael Bay
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| ROLL OUT!
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| They’re gonna pay for tearin' up our home
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| ROLL OUT!
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| Pedal to metal time to kick some chrome!
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| Lazerbeak and Rumble
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| Live in Soundwave’s dark interior
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| Constructicons will crumble
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| Next to me they are inferior
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| Foes will cease to function
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| Burning circuits fizzle out
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| But even Soundwave cowers
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| When he hears their leader shout…
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| ROLL OUT!
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| We’re gonna blow these stinkin' cons away
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| ROLL OUT!
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| We’re makin' a bigger mess than Michael Bay
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| ROLL OUT!
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| They’re gonna pay for tearin' up our home
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| ROLL OUT!
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| Pedal to metal time to kick some chrome! |