© 2024, Lyrics by Jason Didner & Amy Didner; Music by Jason Didner
Hey there kid with your tablet in hand
We’ve got something you’re missing
You need virtual stuff ‘cause pretend ain’t enough
And it’s just a five dollar subscription
Your avatar could be a star
And do the best victory dances
You’ll fit right in with the latest skins
And all our greatest advances
We need milk from this cash cow
So go and tell your grown-ups now
You need a
Uniform for your unicorn
All the other kids got ’em
Beg them to get out their credit cards
And dig down deep to the bottom
Hey there kid, our new season is here
We’ve rolled out a major expansion
Your house is chic, but it’s so last week
Check out Timmy’s new digital mansion
When we sell you this dream, we don’t mean
To cause your family friction
We’re not trying to pester, just pay our investors
And it’s just a ten dollar subscription
We need milk from this cash cow
So go and tell your grown-ups now
You need a
Uniform for your unicorn
All the other kids got ’em
Beg them to get out their credit cards
And dig down deep to the bottom
We need milk from this cash cow
So go and tell your grown-ups now
You need a
Uniform for your unicorn
All the other kids got ’em
Beg them to get out their credit cards
And dig down deep to the bottom
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Unifo-o-o-o-o-orm
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Unifo-o-o-o-o-orm
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Unifo-o-o-o-o-orm
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