One late night you are awoken to rattling against your window. Annoyed you get up to see what’s causing the noise. You pull the curtains and look to see six Caucasian strangers standing in your yard. Each except for one are behind an instrument such as a keyboard, drums, bass guitar, electric acoustic guitar, turntable but the last one was holding a microphone to his mouth. He signals for you to open the windows with his hands. You do. “Hey sorry to bother you I know it’s late but we’re Linkin Park, did you happen to fave a piece at Mobis-New-Nest?” asks the man holding the microphone. You nod acknowledging that you have. “Cool well this is from Mobis to you, HIT IT!” said the man holding microphone. Soon a chorus begins and your room vibrates to the sounds rhythm of the bands instruments as they start to play and the leader singer begins to sing.
He’s always creating
While is deviations blow your mind
Yet he is always thanking
Because Mobis is always so kind
And he’s always there to let you know
That he appreciates the fave even though
Sometimes it helps when you’re feeling low
HE’S POSTING IT UUUUUUP!
YOU’RE FAVING IT DOOOOOOWN!
HE’S POSTING IT UUUUUUP!
YOU FAVE THEM ALL DOOOOOOWN!
YEAH YEAH HE’S THE GREATEST DEVIANT AROUND
You thought he was crazy
Like he escaped from a nut house
He’s never write lazy
Cause his gratitude’s always rouse
And he’s always there to let you know
That he appreciates the fave even though
Sometimes it helps when you’re feeling low
HE’S POSTING IT UUUUUUP!
YOU’RE FAVING IT DOOOOOOWN!
HE’S POSTING IT UUUUUUP!
YOU FAVE THEM ALL DOOOOOOWN!
YEAH YEAH HE’S THE GREATEST DEVIANT AROUND
You stand there, your hair a mess along with your room and your ear drums sore from the loud acoustics and base yet the loud music has decimated your room to a mess. You soon begin to wonder if it was a wise idea to fave a piece at Mobis-New-Nest.