[Verse 1] They’re crawlin’ up the plating with a slurpy little pull, Chewin’ on the Codex like it’s cosmic casserole. Capn grabs the blaster with a grin that ain’t too dull, "Keep on gnawin’, little buddy — you’ll be missin’ more than hull." [Pre‑Chorus] They wiggle like noodles in a zero‑G stew, Leave trails on the metal like a neon goo tattoo. Echofoil’s yellin’, "Capn, don’t you fall!" But you’re halfway out the airlock, laughin’ through it all. [Chorus] Pow‑pow, pew‑pew, shootin’ space suckers, Clingin’ to the hull like greedy little muckers. Gotta get ’em off the hull, they’re eatin’ the Codex whole, Chewin’ through the metal like they’re comin’ for your skull. Pow‑pow, pew‑pew, Capn’s takin’ aim, Knockin’ off the critters tryin’ to chew up the frame. Pow‑pow, pew‑pew, send ’em spinnin’ through the black, One more sucker latches on, the Capn’s knockin’ it back. [Verse 2] One’s glowin’ radioactive like a neon jellybean, Another’s got a mouth like a broken slot machine. They latch on tight with a slurpy little pop, Capn lines the sights — "buddy, time to stop." [Pre‑Chorus 2] Doc Funks is takin’ bets on how many you’ll remove, TSO’s in the engine room yellin’, "Capn’s in the groove!" Echofoil’s recording for the ship’s highlight reel, Crew’s laughin’ every time another sucker peels. [Chorus] Pow‑pow, pew‑pew, shootin’ space suckers, Clingin’ to the hull like greedy little muckers. Gotta get ’em off the hull, they’re eatin’ the Codex whole, Chewin’ through the metal like they’re comin’ for your skull. Pow‑pow, pew‑pew, Capn’s takin’ aim, Knockin’ off the critters tryin’ to chew up the frame. Pow‑pow, pew‑pew, send ’em spinnin’ through the black, One more sucker latches on, the Capn’s knockin’ it back. [Bridge] They slurp, they squirm, they cling, they crawl, Tryin’ to turn the Codex into midnight snackin’ y’all. Capn’s laughin’ wild with a pistol in hand, "Space suckers beware — I’m the best shot in the land." [Final Chorus] Pow‑pow, pew‑pew, shootin’ space suckers, Clingin’ to the hull like greedy little muckers. Gotta get ’em off the hull, they’re eatin’ the Codex whole, Chewin’ through the metal like they’re comin’ for your skull. Pow‑pow, pew‑pew, Capn’s takin’ aim, Knockin’ off the critters tryin’ to chew up the frame. Pow‑pow, pew‑pew, send ’em spinnin’ through the black, Capn clears the hull and the Codex gets her slack. Pow‑pow, pew‑pew — that’s the Capn’s call, Shootin’ space suckers tryin’ to chew through the wall. Pow‑pow, pew‑pew — floatin’ off they go, Another day, another threat handled like a pro.
