(On Top of Old Smokey) On top of a small hill, all covered with mud I shot Barney’s head off and blew out his blood I shot him with pleasure, I shot him with pride I shot Barney’s head off, I watched as he died I went to his funeral to see Barney dead He was much less ugly without any head I saw a Sponge Minion crying by Barney’s grave I took a machine gun and shot Barney’s slave —Eliezer Yudkowsky
(sing to “Deck the Halls”) Fill Barney with gasoline! Na na na na na, na na na na Light a match and watch it gleam Now Barney is purple ashes Aren’t you glad you played with matches? -- Eliezer Yudkowsky
Barney vs. the Federation: Part One; Part Two; Part Three.