Requested by underworldofMephis
Onyx:*snickers*
Me:I hate you, this song, Tamatoa, and the people who love seeing me suffer.
Onyx:Hey. You never said YOU were exempt from singing.
Me:Shut up and give me the mic.
*The music starts as I sing*
Me:
Well, Tamatoa hasn't always been this glam
I was a drab little crab once
Now I know I can be happy as a clam
Because I'm beautiful, babyDid your granny say listen to your heart
Be who you are on the inside
I need three words to tear her argument apart
Your granny lied!
I'd rather beShiny
Like a treasure from a sunken pirate wreck
Scrub the deck and make it lookShiny
I will sparkle like a wealthy woman's neck
Just a sec!Don't you know
Fish are dumb, dumb, dumb
They chase anything that glitters (beginners!)Oh, and here they come, come, come
To the brightest thing that glitters
Mmm, fish dinnersI just love free food
And you look like seafood (seafood)Well, well, well
Little Maui's having trouble with his look
You little semi-demi-mini-god
Ouch! What a terrible performance
Get the hook (get it?)
You don't swing it like you used to, manYet I have to give you credit for my start
And your tattoos on the outside
For just like you I made myself a work of art
I'll never hide; I can't, I'm tooShiny
Watch me dazzle like a diamond in the rough
Strut my stuff; my stuff is soShiny
Send your armies but they'll never be enough
My shell's too toughMaui man, you could try, try, try
But you can't expect a demi-god
To beat a decapod (give it up)You will die, die, die
Now it's time for me to take apart
Your aching heartFar from the ones who abandoned you
Chasing the love of these humans
Who made you feel wanted
You tried to be tough
But your armour's just not hard enoughMaui
Now it's time to kick your
Hiney
Ever seen someone soShiny
Soak it in 'cause it's the last you'll ever see
C'est la vie mon ami
I'm soShiny
Now I'll eat you, so prepare your final plea
Just for me
You'll never be quite as
Shiny
You wish you were nice and
Shiny*Everyone cheers*
Onyx:For a song you hate, that was really good. You sung it well.
Connie:Yeah. You've got a good voice.
Steven:You really do. You sang that song really well even though you hate it.
Me:Don't remind me. Keep em coming guys!