I'm unstoppable
I am unstoppable
I'm a Porsche with no brakes
I'm like a Porsche with no brakes
I'm invincible
I am invincible
Yeah, I'll win every single game
Yeah, I win every single game
I'm so powerful
On TV, Link, wearing a shiny silver breastplate and with his hair dyed silver, was singing and dancing with more than a dozen backup dancers on a dazzlingly lit stage. Under him, fans erupted with shouts like a tsunami, many singing along with Link, the atmosphere extremely lively.
Beep!
A slender, fair hand reached over, picked up the remote control from the coffee table, and pressed mute.
On the LCD screen, Link's singing and the audience's cheering instantly disappeared. Through the screen, one could only see Link continuously moving his mouth, performing as if in a mime, slightly comical.
"Scooter, how's the poaching plan going?"