| Sans, sans! Wake up! |
| What is it dude? |
| A human has fallen from the surface world! |
| Really? And you got a bone to pick with him? |
| No time for puns! |
| C’mon, that was a real rib tickler! (ay) |
| Ugh! Enough! |
| All right, here we go again |
| Welcome to the underground |
| How was the fall? |
| If you wanna look around |
| Give us a call |
| We don’t see humans often |
| We’re happy you just dropped in |
| I’ll be so popular when I show all the monsters what I just brought in |
| Hey, papyrus, mind your manners? |
| Can it sans, no time for banter! |
| Excuse my brother, he’s a bit eccentric |
| And he’s just lazy and apathetic |
| Call me what you want, I got thick skin |
| Another bad joke and I’m finished with him! |
| We are monsters, the awfullest kind! |
| To mess with us, takes a lot of spine |
| We can relate to your determination |
| Because we monsters have our motivations |
| Humans betrayed us and left us burnin' |
| One day we’ll make our way back to the surface |
| Through all your travels your sins will follow |
| Your consequences aren’t easy to swallow |
| Who’s the real monster, now you should know |
| You’ve cut this story down to the bone |
| Really sans? |
| What? |
| The last line of the chorus is a pun?! |
| Yep |
| You imbecile! That was very… clever! |
| Ha! Thanks, buddy |
| You’re stuck in the underground |
| Thanks to the fall |
| Good luck ever getting out |
| Prepare to brawl |
| You could show mercy to us |
| Or turn all of us to dust |
| Is your heart full of evil? |
| Or full of love? |
| I, the great papyrus |
| Challenge you to try getting by us! |
| Test the human with one of your puzzles |
| Brilliant sans! That will leave him befuddled |
| I dare you to try a bite of spaghetti |
| Smells like the creepypasta ir ready |
| Stop it sans! I’m done with the jokin' |
| Sounds like somone’s funny bone’s broken |
| We can relate to your determination |
| Because we monsters have our motivations |
| I am the mastermind, he’s my accomplice |
| You’re only still alive because I made a promise |
| You’ll lose your mind when you wander for hours |
| You might even decide to start talking to flowers |
| Who’s the real monster, now you shoulf know |
| You’ve cut this story down to the bone |
| Someday I’ll join the royal gard |
| When I catch this child, can it be that hard? |
| Look if I’m being honest |
| My brother ain’t nothing but harmless |
| I know you, and all that you want |
| You’ll get a lot more from sans than a font |
| The deeper you go, the messier it gets |
| If I had it my way, you’d already be dead |
| Kidding, if you couldn’t tell |
| I get so bored, I amuse myself |
| Down here in the underground |
| You’re all alone |
| We wanted to tell you now |
| You’re kinda boned |
| If you survive this prison |
| You will know nihilism |
| Don’t mess around with monsters |
| They’re scared of tiny children |
| You’ve come far, but soon you’ll stumble |
| When I stump you with junior jumble! |
| Not so sure you’ll get him with that |
| Alas, I’ll hit him with my special attack! |
| (Womp, womp, womp) leave me alone! |
| You know I’ve got a knack, for the trom-bone |
| One more pun, and I’ll be done! |
| But ain’t two skulls better than one? |
| We can relate to your determination |
| Because we monsters have our motivations |
| You know your story’s already been told |
| We can play again if you sell your soul |
| I’ve got my eye on you, so you just watch it |
| I’ll find any skeletons inside your closet |
| Who’s the real monsters, now you should know |
| You’ve cut this story down to the bone |