We Didn't Rig The Mob Vote (feat. Kryfuze)

Wildfire, moobloom the buttercuppy mooshroom
Mountaintop iceclouds from iceologers
Rascal, barnacle, glare and tuff golem
Copper golem, copper buttons and the great hunger
First year, barnacle, underwater squid patrol
Fans were losing sleep, because the phantom took the Twitter poll
Mooblooms lost the bid, illagers were out of it
Everybody saying Dream rigged it for the glow squid

We didn't rig the Mob Vote
We just let you tell us what we should develop
We didn't rig the Mob Vote
With a game this size, there will be compromises

Mangrove swamp, crabs drop claw to reach another block
Stony shore penguins speeding up your boat
Armadillos in demand, curled up in the desert sand
Hunt a couple down, and finally armor up your wolves
Angry fans disagree, why can't you just make all three?
Twitter-X protest, there's always more that we expect
Criticism so severe, game developers in fear
Why do they keep trusting us, we do it to them every year

We didn't rig the Mob Vote
It's a fan disorder, and it's turned to torture
We didn't rig the Mob Vote
Trying to add some features, they explode like creepers
We didn't rig the Mob Vote
The numbers were conclusive, but they got abusive
We didn't rig the Mob Vote
But when the voting's done, the Twitter war goes on
And on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on