[Intro – Deep Space Transmission, Warped Radio Voices] (Pssshhh... krrrr... bleep!) Ground control to Willy and Elli... Your coordinates are looking kinda smelly. Two brothers detected, one cosmic anomaly, One shared bloodline, infinite comedy. [Alien Voice] "Are these two even from the same planet?" [Willy] "Technically? Depends who scanned it." [Elli] "Bro... where the hell are we?" [Both] "WHO CARES? WE'RE FREE!" (Woo! Skrrt! ZIIIIING!) [Verse 1 – Hypnotic Psychedelic Flow] Willy and Elli, them brothers acting silly, Cruising through the cosmos in a spaceship named Billy. One's a wizard, one's a cosmic little menace, Two interstellar brothers playing multidimensional tennis. Got a black hole puck and a quantum hockey stick, Elli takes the pass, Willy pulls a dirty trick. Top shelf, wormhole, goalie disappears, Scored a hundred light-years into next year's atmosphere! (Yeah! Yeah! Woo!) Fifteen years between us, but the frequency's aligned, Different generations, same ridiculous mind. One's got the wisdom, one's got the speed, Both got the chaos that the universe needs. [Pre-Chorus – Rising Alien Harmonies] Bloodline bending through the fabric of time, Two strange souls in a cosmic paradigm. No matter the planet, no matter the weather, Through a billion dimensions, we're brothers forever! [Chorus – Hypnotic Galactic Anthem] COMING STRAIGHT FROM THE BROTHERS' NEBULA! (Woo! Woo!) Ain't nobody quite as regular! Willy and Elli, spectacularly peculiar, Interdimensional, molecular, tubular! COMING STRAIGHT FROM THE BROTHERS' NEBULA! (Yeah! Yeah!) Two cosmic fools getting popular! Through the stars, through the dark, We ignite that brother spark! BRO-BRO-BROTHERS' NEBULA! (ZIIIIING!) [Verse 2 – Bouncy Alien Funk, Rapid Rhythmic Delivery] Planet number seven, got arrested by a squid, He said, "What in the galaxies have you two kids did?" Willy said, "Your Honour, I respectfully decline," Elli stole the spaceship while the judge was drinking wine. (Skrrt! Ha!) Now we're doing donuts round a neutron star, With a four-armed alien playing air guitar. Three-eyed bartender yelling, "Last call, boys!" While a moon-sized baby makes gravitational noise. [Québécois Break – Spoken, Playful] "Eille Elli, check-moi l'ovni là-bas!" "Crisse Willy, c'est pas un ovni, c'est une Zamboni!" "Ben voyons donc, y patine dans l'espace!" "Garroche la puck, mon frère, on décrisse!" [Beat Drop – Cosmic Bass Impact] BOOM! (Uh!) WORMHOLE! (Ow!) TOP SHELF! (Yeah!) LET'S GO! [Chorus – Double Vocals, Heavy Bounce] COMING STRAIGHT FROM THE BROTHERS' NEBULA! (Woo! Woo!) Ain't nobody quite as regular! Willy and Elli, spectacularly peculiar, Interdimensional, molecular, tubular! COMING STRAIGHT FROM THE BROTHERS' NEBULA! (Yeah! Yeah!) Two cosmic fools getting popular! Through the stars, through the dark, We ignite that brother spark! BRO-BRO-BROTHERS' NEBULA! [Bridge – Psychedelic Half-Time, Floating Voices] Somewhere beyond the edge of time, Where the stars forget to shine... There's a painting on a wall, Of a place that started it all. A nebula, a brotherhood, A cosmic bond misunderstood. Different lives, but the same foundation, Blood runs deeper than gravitational equations. [Elli – Spoken] "Bro... what if we're just two particles?" [Willy – Spoken] "Then we're entangled, buddy." [Elli] "Even across the universe?" [Willy] "Every single one of 'em." [Both – Whispered] "Now pass the puck." [Final Drop – Explosive Alien Choir] BROTHERS! (HEY!) NEBULA! (HEY!) WILLY! (HEY!) ELLI! (HEY!) No distance! No division! Same blood! Different dimensions! COMING STRAIGHT FROM THE BROTHERS' NEBULA! Intergalactic, everlasting, Two brothers laughing while the stars are crashing! COMING STRAIGHT FROM THE BROTHERS' NEBULA! (Whoa-oh-oh!) BRO-BRO-BROTHERS' NEBULA! [Outro – Distant Space Radio, Tape Warble] [Alien Computer] "Warning. Universal stability compromised." [Willy] "How many universes did we break?" [Elli] "Uhhh... all of 'em?" [Willy] "Nice shot, bro." [Both] "REMATCH!" (Pssshhh... bleep... ZIIIIING!) [End]
