About the Track
Tim Tim Laser King is a hyperactive blast of camp-pop built around a bouncing character with unstable laser powers. Think bells, chaos, disco lights and key changes — Phluffee’s ode to controlled mayhem.
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Out of the wild, here comes a blur,
Golden fur flying—oh, what a stir!
Bells on ribbons, jingling bright,
Tim’s on a mission, pure delight!
[Pre-Chorus]
Say the word (whisper) lasers!
Oh no—he’s lost all control!
He’s bouncing, he’s spinning, he’s—oh my soul!
[Chorus]
Ring-a-ding, ring-a-ding, hear him coming fast!
Tim’s got lasers, and he’s gonna blast!
Ring-a-ding, ring-a-ding, nothing holds him back!
Take off the bells and—AHH! Put ‘em back!
[Verse 2]
George says, “Tim, you’re out of your mind!”
He just winks and leaves him behind.
No four walls, no place to stay,
Just the open world—Tim’s runnin’ away!
[Pre-Chorus]
Say the word (whisper) lasers!
Oh no—he’s out of control!
Somebody stop him—oh wait, just roll!
[Chorus]
Ring-a-ding, ring-a-ding, hear him coming fast!
Tim’s got lasers, and he’s gonna blast!
Ring-a-ding, ring-a-ding, nothing holds him back!
Take off the bells and—AHH! Put ‘em back!
[Bridge – Breakdown, dramatic Eurovision-style spoken word]
“The bells… contain his power…
Or maybe his balls… no one is siren…”
[Final Chorus – Key Change! More Fireworks! More Lasers! More Tim!]
Ring-a-ding, ring-a-ding, Eurovision’s here!
Tim is shaking, no fear, just cheer!
Ring-a-ding, ring-a-ding, lasers light the sky!
Tim goes streaking—oh my, oh my!
[Outro – Whispered]
(Whispers) Lasers…
(Tim: “YEEEEEES!”)