Dad's working on something special   Down in the basement   I yelled goodbye as I headed out   To wait for the bus      At school it's the usual tortures   Pushed and tripped in the hall   Hit in the head with a half-eaten orange   Face washed in the snow      Got home so fed-up and angry   My dad came to me   Took me down to the basement and said   "It's finally ready, son!"      My senses reeled, my heart stood still   Before me glowed a glory   Fruit of my father's laborious weekend   Towering three to four stories      We're on the rampage in a robot dinosaur   Me and my dad in his robot dinosaur   We're in the cab of a robot dinosaur   Stop on society, robot dinosaur   My tool of vengeance is a robot dinosaur   Talons ripping, robot dinosaur...