All right, Wesley Funkineers, today we go to war. I want you to man your instruments. Hello! Well, lady your instruments, whatever, you know what I'm talking about. Because we have a big, big problem on our hands. And I say before we let this blob take over our city, we funk him out of town. Y'all ready? Blob! Yeah, you! You're going down! You're going down! You're going down! Hey, hey, hey blob! Hey, blob! Get out of town! Get out of town! The Wesley Mob! The Wesley Mob! Will make you proud! Will make you proud! Hey, hey, hey blob! Hey, blob! You're going down! You're going down! Nuclear waste, sloppy joke, where it goes? No one knows, maybe on the ground, where it's found. But it can't play here no more. Nuclear waste, sloppy joke, where it goes? No one knows, maybe on the ground, where it's found. But it can't play here no more. Hey, hey, hey blob! You know your name! You're going down! You're going down! Hey, hey, hey blob! Hey, blob! Get out of town! You're out of town! The Wesley Mob! The Wesley Mob! Will make you proud! Will make you proud! Hey, hey, hey blob! Hey, blob! You're going down! Adios! Mob! Hey, hey, hey blob! Hey, hey, hey blob! Hey, blob! You're out of town! You're out of town! You're out of town! Will make you proud! Will make you proud! Hey, hey, hey blob! Hey, hey, hey blob! Hey, hey, hey blob! Hey, hey, hey blob! You're out of town! Adios! Mob! Well done, soldiers! The battle is won, but the war continues. Thanks to every last one of you courageous phonkineers, Atlanta can sleep tight tonight. Because you faced your problems head on. You didn't run away from them, and that's how true players do it. They get straight to it. At ease, soldiers!