He's The Natural (Remastered)

From the shadows of Placer County, where legends are born, A towering giant emerged, like the break of dawn. He came from the depths, beneath the Auburn K-Mart, With a mission so fierce, he'd tear the game apart. Chorus: He’s The Natural, rising like a storm, A force of nature, in Tapey Beercone’s form. Seven feet tall with arms like tree trunks, With power that leaves opponents in chunks. Verse 2: Forged in the fire of industrialized might, Ten sessions a day, from dawn till night. Ivan Drago’s creation, a modern-day Goliath, With an eight-foot leap, his feats defy the science. Chorus: He’s The Natural, rising like a storm, A force of nature, in Tapey Beercone’s form. Seven feet tall with arms like tree trunks, With power that leaves opponents in chunks. Bridge: Deadweight Dave stood strong, or so he thought, But The Natural’s line drive hit like a juggernaut. To his knee, he fell, the crowd held its breath, For Dave was no match for The Natural’s breadth. Verse 3: In the halfway match, he dazzled the Buckos, Speed, strength, and drinksmanship in perfect combo. “If he dies, he dies,” The Natural did declare, But Dave lived on, a testament to despair. Chorus: He’s The Natural, rising like a storm, A force of nature, in Tapey Beercone’s form. Seven feet tall with arms like tree trunks, With power that leaves opponents in chunks. Outro: From the secret labs to the world stage, The Natural's tale begins a new age. With each match played, his legend grows, In Tapey Beercone, a hero arose.