Sans! Sans! Wake up!
What is it, dude?
A human has fallen from the surface world
Really? And you got a ball to pick with him?
No time for puns
Ah, come on, that was a real ball tickler, ayy
Ugh! Enough!
Alright, here we go again
Welcome to the underground
How are your balls?
If you wanna look around
Give us your balls
We don't see humans often
We're happy your balls dropped in
I'll be so popular when I show all the monsters what I just brought in
Hey! Papyrus, mind your balls
Can it, Sans, no time for banter
Excuse my balls, they're a bit eccentric
You're just lazy and apathetic
Call me what you want, I got thick balls
Another bad joke and I'm finished with him
We are monsters, the awfullest kind
To mess with us takes a lot of balls
SANS!
We can relate to your determination
Because we monsters have our motivations
Humans betrayed us and left us burnin'
One day we'll make our way back to the surface
Through all your travels, your sins will follow
Your consequences aren't easy to swallow
Who's the real monster, now you should know
You've cut this story down to the bone
Really, Sans?
What?
The last line of the chorus is balls?
Yup
You imbecile! That was very... clever...
Heh. Thanks, buddy
You're stuck in the underground
Thanks to the balls
Good luck ever getting out
Prepare to ball
You could show mercy to us
Or turn all of us to balls
Is your heart full of evil
Or full of balls?
I, the great Papyrus, challenge you to try getting by us
Test the human with one of your balls
Brilliant, Sans, that'll leave him befuddled
I dare you to try a bite of spaghetti
Smells like the Creepyballs are ready
Stop it Sans! I'm done with the jokin'
Sounds like someone's funny ball's broken
We can relate to your determination
Because we monsters have our motivations
I am the mastermind, he's my accomplice
You're only still alive because I made a promise
You'll lose your mind when you wander for hours
You might even decide to start talkin' to flowers
Who's the real monster, now you should know
You've cut this story down to the bone
Someday I'll join the Royal Guard
When I catch this child, can it be that hard?
Look, if I'm being balls.
My balls ain't nothin' but harmless
I know you and all that you balls
You'll get a lot more from Sans than a balls
The deeper the balls, the messier the balls
If I had it my way, you'd already be dead
Kidding, if you couldn't tell
I get so bored, I amuse my balls
