[Instrumental Intro] Well... now that you're here... Let's talk business. (Taps clicking in rhythm) Click. Click. Click. [Verse 1] The mountain shakes. The sky grows thin. Stars are vanishing at the rim. The black hole's pulling light away. Worlds could disappear today. But sitting on a magma throne, Like none of that is going on, Devil Mouse just strokes his tail, And starts explaining his grand tale. [Pre-Chorus] The alarms are ringing loud. The end is gathering in the clouds. Devil Mouse just waves a paw. "Yes, yes... anyway..." [Chorus] I want a cutesy fondue set. A tiny little table yet. A bubbling baked brie masterpiece. With matching forks at least. The universe can wait a while. Let's do things with a little style. The stars may fall. The sky may split. But first... My cutesy fondue kit. [Verse 2] Nobody quite believes their ears. It's like all reason disappears. The mountain groans. The lava glows. The distant black hole only grows. The world is facing certain doom. Yet all he wants is dining room décor... [Pre-Chorus] A cheese delivery? That's the master plan? Devil Mouse grins ear to ear. "At LAST - you understand!" The lava cracks pulse brighter, The air grows tight and thin, The boys stare in disbelief, Is this really how it begins? (or ends...) [Chorus] I want a cutesy fondue set. The cutest one invented yet. Devil's Tongue baked brie on fire. Served exactly how I desire. Little heart-shaped spoons would do. Tiny candles, maybe two. The stars may die. Reality bend. But presentation matters in the end. [Bridge] Cute... Cute... Cute... Fondue... Fondue... Fondue... {Lava Souls click in rhythm} Click-click-click Click-click. "It looks like we're seriously doing this...". [Verse 3] Then the lava souls gather near. Silent eyes that seem to fear. Something hidden underneath. Something trapped beyond belief. For a moment one looks back. Not with anger. Not attack. Like it's trying hard to say: Don't trust everything here today. But Devil Mouse stands tall and proud. His laughter rolling through the clouds. "Off you go! Don't make me wait! I'm simply DYING to taste it.". [Final Chorus] He wants a cutesy fondue set. And somehow we agreed to it. The sky is tearing overhead. The stars are blinking out instead. The islands hang by just a thread. But if we don't, we're probably dead. So grab the cheese. Let's move. Let's pray. We've got a world to save... The ridiculous way. [Outro] Cute cute fondue... Cute cute fondue... The world's ending... Cute cute fondue... Cute cute fondue.... Even with doom in the distance Click... Click... Click... Getting weirder... And weirder still... Yet somewhere waits... That fondue thrill... [Click... Click]
