Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!
Oh-oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh-oh!
Called Captain Underpants
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!
Oh-oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh-oh!
Call this his battle rant

Tra la, la la la-ah
Go Tra, la la la-ah
Waistband Warrio-or
See London, see France
Tra la, la la la-ah
Go Tra, la la la-ah
Waistband Warrio-or
In underwear, man

His name was Ben Krupp
from the beginning
Until two kids gave him
More identities
Only for laughs
Ha ha ha
for a good laugh
He was a primate
And then a chicken
But then they gave the hypno-ring one more spin
So he’d go loose
Lost then loose
They set him loose

He fights for justice, truth
And all that is Pre-shrunk too
Plus cottony, that
is, underpants

He can’t stop coming
When two boys chase him, hence
It would be, after they snap their hands
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!)
He’ll give you wedgies
That’s how he’d influence
Cause clearly
He’s Captain Underpants

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!
Oh-oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh-oh!
Ca-aptain Underpants
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!
Oh-oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh-oh!
Someone deep in a trance
Tra la la-la-la-ah!
Go Tra la-la-la-ah
La la, we love Boomer
Purple dragon friends

Product of Harold
And George’s design
The biggest accident since their incident
Of sticky chairs
Last, last year
Though nowhere near, um

The desperados
They’ve had to face with
From E.T.’s, zombie dorks
To Talking Toilets
Were hardcore stuff
Not enough
Though for kids, Bub

You know when to stay tuned
For more of the rudest jokes
(Cause they’re so funny, “squishies”)
Even South Park
Can’t stand a chance

I want those comics
That keep killing the gym
Teacher, because of Cap Underpants
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!)
Let’s hope that nothing
Moist or wet sprays his head
so he stays as Cap Underpants

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!
Oh-oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh-oh!
Professor Poopy-pants
Oh-oh-he-he-haaa!
Ho-ha-ha-heee-ha-ha-ha!
His name’s hilarious
Tra la la-ah-ah!
Go tra la-la-la
Go Flip-O-Rama!
Cheesy yet violent

Write more soon, Dav Pilkey
Write it
Your work is fu-unny
Super Diaper Baby
Can wait
Spin offs are more curtly
Wicked Ribble Wedgie
Woman
move that witch cr-azy
Bionic Booger boy
Picks it
With Melvin Sne-edly

It’s good clean fun
well, at least ten percent
It makes books fun
Not some boring nonsense

Il a l’humour
Et il a dix percent
Il a l’humour
Who knows if it’s in French

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!
(People who snap their hands)
Oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh!
Call Captain Underpants
(If Earth mirrors ends)
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!
Oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh!
(Call Cap Underpants)
Not Captain Blunderpants
(Kidding with “Romance”)

I want their comics
At “Treehouse Comix Inc.”
So I’d read more Captain Underpants
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!)
I’ll wait for Tippy
Tinkletrouser’s revenge
that will be with Captain Underpants

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!
(Never without fans)
Oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh!
Do the Underpants Dance
(Needs not film versions)
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!
(Without Comeuppance)
Oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh!
Ca-aptian Underpants

Tra la la-la-la-ah!
Go Tra la-la-la-ah
Tra la la “Oh no!”
“Here we go again!”