Here's to you, Mr. Astley
I just your video
Woah, woah, woah
I wanted to see keyboard cat
But I saw Never Gonna Give You Up
Blup, blup, blup
Blup, blup, blup

I like to roll around on the floor near porcupines
I wonder if you ever get Rick Roll'd yourself
Look around and all you see are glaring eyes
So look around and find the video

And heres to you, Mr. Astley
For writing a heavenly song
Ong, ong, ong
God bless you please, Mr. Astley
We're sure that Heaven sent you down to us
Mus, mus, mus
Mus, mus, mus

Hiding inside the Foster's Thanksgiving float
Or sometimes inside a TinyURL
It's a viral prank to get a laugh
But be careful what links you click

And thank you, Mr. Astley
Your dancing entertains me so
So, so, so
God bless you, please, Mr. Astley
You have a castle up in heaven that you await
Ate, ate, ate
Ate, ate, ate

Sitting on a sofa, browsing the web in my underwear
Decide to watch the debate
So I click a link but suddenly the link I choose
Does not link me to the news

It is in fact Rick Astley
I was just Rick Rolled
Lol, lol, lol
What's that you say, Mr. Astley?
"We're no strangers to love?"
Doves, doves, doves
Doves, doves, doves