And parodies I love yet more
So when you did That™ to my good boi,
I felt the words rise up in me
The tune led on, the end to see
So here. Have my best yeehaw, cowboy.
Yeehaw, cowwwowowwwwwboyyyy.
Well the man is a devoted one
To his Dispenser and Sentry Gun
With Teleporters too, what a smart boi.
He helps his team get on that point
The enemy’s blown out of joint
And he lets out a triumphant yeehaw, cowboy
Yeehaw, cowwwowowwwwwboyyyy.
But then in comes the sneaky Spy
That dastardly stale French fry
To sap and to backstab my good boi
Or perhaps a drunk with stickybombs
A crazed patriot that can’t be calmed
To cool and to break his yeehaw, cowboy
Yeehaw, cowwwowowwwwwboyyyy.
They say he’s in that graveyard still
Swallowing that bitter pill
The machines he built unable to create more joy
But soon, they say, he’ll rise again
Rebuild, upgrade, move out, and then
Let out a quiet but proud yeehaw, cowboy!
And when the dust settles again
There will be no doubters then
That the Engineer is a great boi
Religious or not, he’s got the peace
To see his enemies’ struggles cease
Before releasing a final yeehaw, cowboy
Yeehaw, cowwwowowwwwwboyyyy.