The winner is: BadgerSprite!

that fool old mary lee threw foil on me
i let it cool so many could see
hold me down
the girls all cast some foil at me

so let the way i felt go wah ah ah
a wicker lick of hooves to go lah lah lah
you’re so mean
severe old malady

dance on your balls
cat bussing a handbag
yours only yours
walrus tickle dance bance
it’s no lie
lisa in the crowd saying
meh anyhow
it’s caramelldansen

so me i’m such a fool baby i push doors
asking all around if i slipped my laws
cool me down
it’s hard standing with all meat out

so let’s go in a field and go wah ah ah
a wicker little hoof to go lah lah lah
you’re so mean
severe old malady

so come on

dance on your balls
cat bussing a handbag
yours only yours
walrus tickle dance bance
it’s no lie
lisa in the crowd saying
meh anyhow
it’s caramelldansen

dance on your balls
cat bussing a handbag
yours only yours
walrus tickle dance bance
it’s no lie
lisa in the crowd saying
meh anyhow
it’s caramelldansen

dance on your balls
cat bussing a handbag
yours only yours
walrus tickle dance bance
it’s no lie
lisa in the crowd saying
meh anyhow
it’s caramelldansen

dance on your balls
cat bussing a handbag
yours only yours
walrus tickle dance bance
it’s no lie
lisa in the crowd saying
meh anyhow
it’s caramelldansen

The rest of the finalists are below the cut.

AmyLouise:
“The spech jammer breaks everyone it meets/

Anime is for dumbs, I’m for PS3,
Calm Ian,
Dance party is on the way.

So Dix can push up well ooh ahahah
And then we all drew Pel ooh lalala
Yelling Beej
Has work in the morning

Ooh ah ah ah

Dans on the floor
Clapping all our hands
Closing the door
Watching out for bug splats
It’s no lie
Desert bus for hope is here
And we’re all up on camera dancing”

Deweymanster:

You grab Amy Lee, go and pour on me.
I’m on the home, wits can in Francais
Call me, yell. Brown so Muntz can pour on me.

To lead*, pourin’ the felt, oh wa-ah-ah
Oh, we can eat our health, to la-la-la
You’re so mean, to delve the melody

Oh, wah, oh wah, oh.

Dance on your balls,
Cat bussing a handbag,
Yours, only yours,
Walrus, tickle, dance dance
It’s no lie, Lisa in the crowd say
Meh, anyhow, it’s Caramelldansen!

Ooo, ooo, ooo, wah-o-wah
Ooo, ooo, ooo, wah-o-wah a-oh
Ooo, ooo, ooo, wah-o-wah
Ooo, ooo, ooo, wah-o-wah a-oh

So please us at home, where we laugh at Schtoss
Fester comarade, I’ll slip by loss
Call me, yell. Guitar is diggin’ on me, yell.

Oh, wah, oh wah, oh.

To lead, cooling the felt, oh wa-ah-ah
Oh, we can eat our health, to la-la-la
You’re so mean, to delve the melody

So, come on

Dance on your balls,
Cat bussing a handbag,
Yours, only yours,
Walrus, tickle, dance dance
It’s no lie, Lisa in the crowd say
Meh, anyhow, it’s Caramelldansen!”

IamKilt:

“Herple Derple dee, ba da boom Pompeii, I wanna learn to speak Francais!
oh my Chell! I’ll dance until you’re part of me! (part of me)
So anyway I’m still in love with Africa, can we go there and catch Malaria!?
you’re so mean! you’d go if you loved me!

(chorus)

The bus shall go vroom vroom up and down the paff, and we shall not lose the squishy baff!
oh we yell, it’s hard to sing so oh well yell!
The speech jammer makes everyone go wargarbl, except a certain few are immune!”

PaleGreenHarlequin:

“The bus is cruising on ‘cross the desert plain
when we reach the end we’ll do it all again
It’s so dull
But bussing is a part of me.

So keep on steering left, and we’ll get there soon
While we’re locked into our base on the moon
Derp o’clock
And we’re starting to qwop.

(Chorus)

So open up the lines and we’ll take some calls
‘Bout magic, space, and fill this man with creepy dolls
Getting tired
It’s hard to stay awake tonight

I know that bussing’s hard but we’ll make it through
The children need the games, and the money too
Watch and learn
Just don’t forget to turn

(Chorus)

(Slow Chorus)

(Chorus)”