Oh, not too long ago in some unknown part of space,
there was a guy named Olimar.
He finally got a vacation to tour through space in his Dolphin.
He really didn’t mean to travel far.
He got lost as it would seem
Humming to the Star Fox theme.
I guess that he fell asleep
And didn’t hear his screen beep.
He got hit by an asteroid.
The Dolphin nearly was destroyed.
He woke up more than just annoyed.
That’s when he found these things.

And he was thinking…
Neat! Sweet! Hope that they don’t eat meat.
I’ve discovered and uncovered a new plant that has feet.
Oh, I think I’ll name ‘em Pikmin after my favorite treat,
I wonder what other strange species I’ll meet.
Oh, What will I have to defeat?

He found something that looked dead
He approached it and it turned bright red
And it nearly knocked off his head.
Oh, a sprout was launched and came straight down
So Olimar plucked it from the ground.
Before long he had a group of twenty.
Oh, he just had 30 days to leave
And he had some ship parts to retrieve.
But he knew what to do.
Yes, his parts he did pursue.
He needed to get his Main Engine fast.
Luckily it landed right near where he crashed
And even though the Dolphin was trashed
The Pikmin saved the day.
And they were thinking…
Hi, hi, Mr. Olimar Guy
Oh, dismissal from your whistle makes us sad who knows why?
We’ll gather your parts and you can always rely
On us but at night make sure you’re in the sky.
At nighttime make sure you’re in the sky

Oh, he built his ship back bit by bit
From his Geiger Counter to his Bowsprit
And through it faced enemies.
The Spotty Bulborbs slept all day,
the Swooping Snitchbugs stole his Pikmin away,
the Pearly Clampclamp certainly was a trap
and what Olimar found to be true
was that Pikmin are yellow, red, or blue.
The blue ones they can swim
Or at least right on the brim
And the red ones they can take the heat
The yellows are quite light on their feet.
And Puffstool’s purples are bittersweet
The Pikmin numbers grew.

And they were thinking…
Aye-aye Mr. Olimar Guy
We will follow all your orders
But some of us will die
We turn into a ghost
And make this weird haunting cry
But still we know that you’re a trusted ally
We know you’re a trusted ally.

They finally came to the final zone.
The place of the Bulblax’s throne.
All that’s left was the Secret Safe.
The path through here was undulating
He spent most of that next day waiting
For the Pikmin to reach the beast’s domain.
At first, no creatures to engage.
Trekking through that endless stage.
At the end he was tired, though the Safe was unrequired.
The Emperor he did confront.
Was an extremely risky stunt.
The final blow ended his hunt.
And now he’s going home.

Pikmin were thinking…
Bye-bye Mr. Olimar Guy, we will miss and reminisce
About your trip gone awry.
Your leadership was valued and your tactics were sly
And now our population’s in good supply.
Our population’s in good supply.

Pikmin were thinking…
Why? Why? Mr. Olimar Guy, do you leave us when you heaved us
At stuff both wet and dry
We’ll see you when your company’s hour is nigh
And then we’ll also give your sidekick a try.