The hall has been crowded, they are checking the lights A gaggle of children excited tonight I'm drunk, I'm bored, I don't want to stay Babies and chicks, who's making that noise? The sound of a roost, I don't hear a voice Cackle gets loud, the band's gonna play Looking to the stage I see some "Minkions" dancing I drain another beer... I don't like their cool faces They play the rotten guys, they are just "cool" and "romantic" A good fraud for the fans who seek the "look neglected" Here Minkions Here you got: Minkions You can touch: Minkions You can love: Minkions, Minkions' band! The show is very boirng, I just want to sleep While babies together are singing their hit The sound of a church, I listen... they pray Worship the Minkions, their gods for tonight Moshin' new fashion, they play the rough fight Minkions agree, that's their good way Gig's near to the end, that's gonna stop my nightmare Groopies are gettin' wet, they are moving to the backstage Minkions are too tired, the roadies substitute them Their manager decides, they cannot touch their fan girls There: Minkions There they sleep: Minkions You can't touch: Minkions You can't love: Minkions You can't get: Minkions You can't see: Minkions Cause they sleep: Minkions Cause they are: Minkions MINKIONS BAND!