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Mainframe

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Emma & Cat

The Web invaded Mainframe.
Sprite and virus battled side by side.
Attempting to reclaim the city
From the rift which opened wide.
But Megabyte betrayed Bob and
He threw him deep inside the pit.
The pit was closed
and Bob was hosed
and all that he could say was...
NO!
Without Bob to protect us
We thought we would
have no barrier,
From he who would infect us,
except Enzo, which was scarier.
The city shivered terrified
from fear of the Infector's touch.
I guess your fear was verified,
I wasn't a protector much.
I guess our fear was verified,
he wasn't a protector much.
I guess our fear was verified,
he wasn't a protector much.
I guess our fear was verified,
he wasn't a protector-ector much!
It wasn't Enzo's fault at first,
he only was a little Sprite.
At best he was the worst but then
he slowly learned to do it right.
And just as he was getting skilled
a Game came down he couldn't win.
I thought for sure
they'd both been killed,
first Bob, then Enzo. Not again!
And just as he was getting skilled,
a Game came down he couldn't win.
She thought for sure
they'd both been killed,
first Bob, then Enzo. Not again!
I went from Game to Game,
I aged, I grew and lost my innocence.
I soon became enraged by each
and every bad experience.
The Sprite you knew was gone,
I had become a grim aggressor man.
I knew from that point on
that I was truly Bob's successor man.
The Sprite we knew was gone,
he had become a grim aggressor man.
He knew from that point on
that he was truly Bob's successor man.
I met up with the Webriders
and took the form of Interface.
I joined my gun with pirate swords
and sailed the seas of cyberspace.
And when at last the pair of us
Were finally reunited guys,
Our shouts of joy did blare because
we really were delighted guys.
We soon made tracks to Mainframe
so our friends could reunite with us.
We made it back and Megabyte
was waiting there to fight with us.
When Bob went face to face
to face to face with Hexadecimal.
His chances for survival shrank
from small to infinitesimal.
His chances for survival shrank
from small to infinitesimal.
His chances for survival shrank
from small to infinitesimal.
His chances for survival shrank
from small to infinitesi-esimal.
Bob helped to de-fragment my head,
while Matrix fought with Megabyte.
I thought he'd wind up dead,
but Matrix put up a terrific fight.
I'd dreamed of this each lonely night,
of doing in that virus trash.
But just as I had won the fight,
he engineering a system crash!
You dreamed of this each lonely night,
of doing in that virus trash.
But just as you had won the fight,
he engineered a system crash!
What Megabyte had hoped to do
was cause his death to crack us up.
I gambled on the User to reboot
and thereby back us up.
It worked! We all were born anew
and rid of things barbaric.
Now we're back together,
everything is Alphanumeric!
It worked! We all were born anew
and rid of things barbaric.
Now we're back together,
everything is Alphanumeric!
Now we're back together,
EVERYTHING IS ALPHANUMERIC!

dum dum dumdumdumdum DUM!!!!!

thank you!!