Kowalski: Wait, I think I can explain.
Blowhole: It will be extremely lame.
Kowalski: Do tu mind? This is science.
Blowhole: It's a kind of weird alliance.
Kowalski: Yes! Take my experimental power cell.
Blowhole: Add the diaboligizer's evil spell.
Kowalski: Plus Julien's MP3 player
Blowhole: The combo that makes this musical slayer.

Blowhole and Kowalski: Now everybody sing! Everybody sing! Everybody has to sing. tu don't have a choice, but to modulate your voice, because everybody must sing.
Zoo animals: Sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing.

Kowalski: The zoo is caught in an energy bubble.
Blowhole: It's a melodious sort of trouble.
Kowalski: Like broadway, but involuntary.
Blowhole: Don't need a rhyming dictionary.
Kowalski: And if tu are out of key,
Blowhole: The last thing tu will see,
Kowalski. Is this mutant talent judge,
Blowhole: Who evidently holds a grudge.

Kowalski and Blowhole: Now everybody sing! Everybody sing! Everybody has to sing. tu don't have a choice. So to raise your pretty voice, because everybody must sing.
Zoo animals: Sing, sing, sing sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing.

Blowhole: Now listen to me, peng-you-in.
Kowalski: I'm all ear holes dolph-uhh-in.
Blowhole: We have to think fast.
Kowalski: Before the sonic blast.
*sonic blast, then cuts to Blowhole's song*