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If I were Irken Even just for a day I'd go to the top of my base Put on my human disguise and go I’d infiltrate earth And go to their Skool I'd say I have a skin condition And no one would suspect anything 'Cept that big head, Dib-Stink If I were Irken I think I could understand How it feels to have that power I swear I'd be a good Irken I'd listen to her Because I know how it hurts When the ones that you admire Go ahead and leave you stranded And everything you did meant nothing If I were Irken I would call my leaders Tell them about my mission And say I’ll conquer earth on my own I'd need no ones help Not even my assistantR

Dib: What is going on here?? Zim: What were you planning on doing to Mr. sloop? Dib: What do you think!? (Zim turns the page of the paper on his clipboard) Zim: Well, according to this phone transcript Dib-smelly, you were, “Going to make HEAD-lines”. Dib: Yeah! Make headlines! Zim: (holding up Dib’s book) “The human anatomy” how about a little light reading? (Zim tosses the book on the table) Dib: WHAT’RE YOU DOING WITH MY BOOK!? Zim: You know where I got it, Dib-pig- (Caroline pushes past Gaz and Zim. She brandishes her chainsaw. GIR is sitting on her head) Caroline: TIE ‘IM UP! Zim: Car