Don't Stare at the Sun (From "High School Musical: A Bad Lip Reading")

Every now and then I feel like scratchin' With five fingers Hey, howdy you! Yeah yeah Well all I really need are apples and lasagna Before I go to bed (come here, you!) I have a vacant stare 'cause I'm a robot I've got hollow lungs (I bet your toes are strong) With soft skin and engineered to feel girl-like I'll stay forever young Yeah Wa-ha-ba-dingding-choochoo-hey-haw Wonder why no one that we know blows chunks every day and night Wa-ha-ba-dingding-choochoo-hey-haw And don't stare into the sun or else your eyes will burn and drip some goo And burn out Can't look at the sun or else your eyes will burn out Can't stare at the sun Woah (Come on, let's have some fun) Don't stare at the sun In my village we have Daryl Daryl the pony And he's been waiting for a gifted young rider Ha ha ha! Yeah You could not pick a pony that is better than Daryl the pony of love Wa-ha-ba-dingding-choochoo-hey-haw Wonder why no one that we know blows chunks every day and night Wa-ha-ba-dingding-choochoo-hey-haw Why don't we check out all these socks and then check me out while I dance and go? Wow! Yeah! Yes! Okay! Now we're dancing the donk-diddy-donkey Why'd you insist on kissing that clown? Gonna say goodbye or sayonara (All the leeches love me!) We're so glad to be here Plinko waddy-waddy choo-wa digging that soul Round and round we go! (Woo!) This is a dance we practiced in the gym (Plinko waddy-waddy choo-wa digging that soul) There's no way it could've been spontaneous (Plinko waddy-waddy choo-wa digging that soul) It's Corville! I'm running weird! Wa-ha-ba-dingding-choochoo-hey-haw I'm feeling no old-timey ghosts will be floating up on the ceiling Wa-ha-ba-dingding-choochoo-hey-haw And don't stare into the sun or else your eyes will burn and drip some goo And burn out Can't look at the sun or else your eyes will burn out Can't stare at the sun Whoa Don't stare at the sun