Way Deeper Down (2023 Remaster)

So I said, "'Patella? I barely know her!"'

Sans, stop your tomfoolery

We are here to stand guard

Wait here and keep your eyes out for humans

Eyes out? My eyes came out years ago!

Well, what do we got here?

They call me Sans, I'm the serif of these parts

Nah, just kiddin', I work on a grease cart

Grillin' up hot dogs and genocidal toddlers

You can run, but I'll know if you restart

If you want a bad time, then you're in the right place

Just look into my eye, see my funny type-face

I'm really quite a nice guy but if you pick a fight

I will hunt you all your life through time and space

Can you blame me if I feel a little hubris?

For my fame for making things a little humerus?

I can tickle your bones to the tibia toes

Well, unless you're my bro, jokes flow over his head

Sans, who's there? You ridiculous scamp!

No one, it's just an inconspicuous lamp!

If you ever meet a skeleton in towels and some wellingtons

Just humour him and let him win and think that he's a champ

I bet you think you've never met a skeleton

Well, I'll bet you've met a ton

They just had a bunch of gooey melanin and flesh upon

But never one was in the upper echelon of clever puns

I'll make you laugh or cry depending on the run you've set upon

We're spooky, scary, sendin' shivers down your spine

You best prepare for a hilariously bad time

Every human one day ends up six feet underground

But you're headin' for a grave that's buried way, way deeper down

Nah! A human? Call the guards!

Wait a minute, that's my job!

To capture and nab you won't be hard

This maze is made with electric charge

Wait, how did you get this far?

It took three weeks to erect this part

I genuinely didn't expect this, darn!

How did you correctly guess this path?

I am Papyrus, traps set, armed and ready

There's medals on my armour already, oh, plus some spaghetti

You're nervous, but, oh, that is good spaghetti

Where was I? I keep on forgetting

I am Papyrus, best chef in the king's brigade

With the culinary skills to leave you flambéed

It's a shame that after you taste my blade

You won't have space for my Bolognese

So I guess you could say that they pasta-way?

Sans! Is this how you have to behave?

I'm trying to challenge this dastardly knave

Now I've run out of bars and they just ran away

We're spooky, scary, sendin' shivers down your spine

I serve spaghetti and incredibly good rhymes

Every human one day ends up six feet underground

But you're headin' for a grave that's buried way, way deeper down

So you took a little fall?

Do you think you've got the gall to survive extermination?

Trapped deep below and all you've got to show is your determination

There's no tutorial, it's as gory as can be

Will the weight of your sins leave you Snowdin?

There's no mercy!

Who dares disturb me from my slumber?

Stick around, this'll be a fun number

I'm truly versed in tearing all the universe asunder

I also have a specialty in unlucky spelunkers

I'm a puzzle in a bubble in the stuff of your dreams

Rupture reality and guzzle on the stuff in between

You'll be befuddled when I mussel in and muddle the scenes

Hit the shuffle and I'll tunnel through the fuzz on your screen

You're in trouble, you see, if you try to tussle with the W.D

You'll take a tumble, then you'll crumble into rubble, debris

I bring the muscle to the scuffle plus a couple of beams

But my blasters won't be loud enough to muffle your screams

When you're caught in the cycle of an undying skeleton

Might as well strive to be front of the peloton

Top of my field but out of my elements

Testing your death would be a welcome experiment

I reign eternal, so be certain that I'm well rehearsed

Rhymes so very fine that every line feels like a multiverse

Every parallel dimension is at my command

But when it comes to spitting fire, I've the matter in hands

We're spooky, scary, sendin' shivers down your spine

I'm outside of time and space, but I'm afraid you're just out of time

Every human one day ends up six feet underground

But you're headin' for a grave that's buried way, way deeper down

I'll get them next time, Sans

You hear me, I will!

(Way, way deeper down)

Let me guess, you can feel it in your bones?

(Way, way deeper down)

I'm going

Listening to the two of you bicker is making my skin crawl

Metaphorically

(Way, way deeper down)