Ookla The Mok Cowboy Secret Space Detective
I want to go where no man's ever gone before And I want to wield my evil father's laser sword One little step for me Gets bigger when there's no gravity And I'm gonna fly high in the sky faster than the speed of thought I am gonna be an astronaut I want to be the fastest draw in the wild, wild West In boot and spurs and a ten-gallon hat I'll be well dressed I'll catch the bandits and throw them in jail I'll win a shoot out at the OK corral Oh bury me not on the lone prairie don't fence me in, Roy I want to be a cowboy CHORUS: People always ask me, "When you gonna grow up And when you do what will you be?" That's when I always tell that if I'm gonna grow up I'll do it on my own sweet time and what I become is still up to me In the sandbox and on the jungle gym Barbie dolls and Tonka trucks were made for her and him I don't know I don't know But you just ask my mom and she says I can be whatever I want to be And you just ask your dad if you can come over and play with me I want to say, "Land ho! Argghh! Avast!" and "Batten down the hatches!" And I want to have a peg leg, a hook for an arm, and two eyepatches I'll run you through then make you walk the plank or I'll tie you to a two-ton anchor I'll be a pirate I'll show no fear I want to be a buccaneer I wanna be a photo-journalist college kid And I wanna get bitten by a radioactive arachnid One lesson that'll be learned by me Is that with great power comes great responsibility And I'll have an uncanny spider-sense and web-shooters on my hands I wanna be Spider-Man! CHORUS
