Gather round, ye children To hear the tale so sweet Of a man who dared to race machines With nothing but his feet Marshall versus the machines As Marshall ran with all his might And passed his friend, Christine He thought of all the times that he had beaten the machine He triumphed over Pinball He vanquished the alarm He brought the jukebox back to life With his Fonzarelli arm Marshall versus the machines... Move along! Yah! Move along! Yah! Our hero's strength was fading fast Just as the light turnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn.....ed green He then thought back to all the times He'd lost to a machine The cable box's fearsome bite The stapler's mighty sting The cable box's bite again Getting too tired To sing