Lyrics: Wiggles 2022

Okay. What would the Wiggles be like in 20 years? A post-apocalyptic nightmare? Will had a new toy that week, too - a Steve Irwin doll. Pull a string and it says "Holy smokes, that was close!"

Twenty twenty-two, the year of the robots
How do they spend their time, those fun-loving robots
Building themselves a brave new world
How do they find time to oil themselves
And who takes care of the robots' little ones

Ahhh ahhh
Ahhh ahhh
Ahhh ahhh
Robots

Time hasn't been kind to the Wiggles
They're more machine now than man, twisted and evil
One of them is just a head in a jar
One is a projected hologram
And Jeff is cryogenically asleep

Hot potato hot potato
Cold spaghetti cold spaghetti

Ahhh ahhh
Ahhh ahhh
Ahhh ahhh
Ahhh

Taking their place amongst the non-human race
Whirrrr whirrrr
The Wiggles have diversified their ways
Zzzzap
The children are raised in bio-nutritional pods
So there's not much call for their humourous displays

The Wiggles roll around
Tending to the bug-like robot children
Humanity is just a memory on a dusty set of disks.

Twenty twenty-two, the year of the Wiggles
Betraying all their friends to the powerful robots
Dorothy the Dinosaur was debunked as an evolutionist myth
And Occy the Octopus was fished to extinction
By the Japanese, the robot Japanese

The robots' terrible reign did not last forever
A disgruntled Captain Feathersword, dissatisfied with his current weaponry
Raised an army of clones from genetic samples taken from our greatest warrior
And rescued what was left of the human race crucifying the Wiggles for their betrayal

Holy smoke, that was close

Ahhh ahhh
Ahhh ahhh
Ahhh ahhh
Robots