h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

We are young and we are well-sung.
We are green and we are lean.
We are stung when we have a slip of the tongue.
We behave like a teen when eating chow mein.

We keep our teeth nice and clean.
See our friends who follow the latest trend.
Our lives are not mundane and routine.
In the end, we all get an expected dividend.

We all go and see the sights when wearing tights.
We don't just get by as we have the power to fly.
We all dress as Jedi Knights who have Force fights.
We play eye-spy when putting on our bow tie.

We wake up and say hello to our Labrador pup.
We go out and about to find the best sauerkraut.
We all shout out Yup when drinking out of a loving cup.
We drink ale, cider, beer and all types of stout.

Can't get mad at Brad and his latest fad.
We ain't got the time to learn how to mime.
Dress in tartan plaid when feeling rad.
We rhyme all the time when the clock begins to chime.

No, no, no, no, there's no limit.
No, no, no, no, there's no gym kit.
No, no, no, no, there's no Dimmit.
No, no, no, no, there's no tidbit.

No, no, limits, we'll reach for the sky.
We'll all make raspberry pie.
No mountain is too high.
We'll be able to fly higher than a butterfly.

We do what we want and we do it with pride.
We'll play on the swings and banana slide.
We'll even sail down the river Clyde.
We'll be joined by Bruce Fumey our Tour guide.

Check it out now at the Vauxhall Brothers.
Tech it out now at the Vauxhall Mothers.
Wreck it out now at the Vauxhall Lovers.
Deck it out now at the Vauxhall Glovers.

Trech it out now at the Vauxhall Sisters.
Check it out now at the Vauxhall Misters.
Wreck it out now at the Vauxhall Twisters.
Deck it out now at the Vauxhall Misters.

MOT time again?
I'm not a fan.
That would make me dizzy all day.
Rotating, come what may.

Take a chill pill, Will.
Bake a cake William Frakes.
Shake a drill at Dyll.
At daybreak give a snake a milkshake.