In a world turned upside down
Where fish wear hats and clocks melt down
There's a hero on the street
With a pair of punchy feet
FistKicker, FistKicker, fists upon her feet
FistKicker, FistKicker, dancing to the beat
Punching pavement as she goes
FistKicker landing all her blows
She ties her shoes with spaghetti strands
Juggles jellybeans in distant lands
Try to track her need a hint
Her footsteps leave a knuckle print
FistKicker, FistKicker, toes have made a fist
FistKicker, FistKicker, you cannot resist
Hopping over rubber trees
FistKicker she's the bee's knees
She rides a unicycle made of cheese
Sails the skies on soda breeze
Her shadow does the cha-cha slide
While she moonwalks on the tide
FistKicker, FistKicker, knocking down the door
FistKicker, FistKicker, crowd is yelling more
Clapping with her heels tonight
FistKicker she's quite the sight!
FistKicker, FistKicker, knocking down the door
FistKicker, FistKicker, crowd is yelling more
Clapping with her heels tonight
FistKicker she's quite the sight
She can turn the world around
With a single punchy bound
Wears a hat made out of toast
She's the one we love the most
(FistKicker FistKicker)
(FistKicker FistKicker)
FistKicker, FistKicker, fists instead of toes
FistKicker, FistKicker, that's the way it goes
Punching rhythm with her feet
FistKicker cannot be beat
So if you see her hopping by
With fistful feet up in the sky
Join the dance and sing along
FistKicker!
(Thank you!)