Spain: ROMANITO! SING LET IT GO FOR AMO! PLEASE!!!!! *pleads*

Romano: *angrily stare in his soul*

Spain: ROMANITO! SING LET IT GO FOR AMO! PLEASE!!!!! *pleads more*

Romano: *angrily stare in his soul annoyed*

Spain: ROMANITO!  SING LET IT GO FOR AMO! PLEASE?!?! *pleads crying*

Romano: *angrily stare in his soul more annoyed*

You: Please Romano????? *plead*

Romano: *sigh* Si.... But don't-a post it again like-a last time Understood?! *angrily look at Spain*

Spain: Si! Si! Si! .･ﾟﾟ･(／ω＼)･ﾟﾟ･.

You: Yay!!!!!! *excited and already claps hand*

warning: cursing and shitting all around the song I promise

Romano: *gets a microphone*

*started the music*

The snow fucking glows white on the fucking  mountain tonight,

Not a single fucking footprint to be seen

A Fucker kingdom of fucking isolation And it freaking looks like I'm the fucking handsome king.

The shitty wind is howling like this swirling storm that is fuckimg around.

Couldn't keep it in, Tomatoes knows I fucking tried.

Don't fucking let them in, don't fucking let them see.

Be the bad ass you always have to be

Fucking Conceal, Fucking don't feel, don't fucking let them know.

Well, now they Fucking know!

Let it go, let it fucking go!

Can't Fucking hold it back any more.

Let it go, let it fucking go!

Turn away and slam the fucking annoying door.

I don't care what they're going to say.

Let the Rain of tomatoes rage on.

Fucker Spain never bothered me anyway.

It's annoying how some distance,

makes everything shitty seem small.

And Potato and Tomato Bastardos that once controlled me, can't get to fucking me at all

It's time to see what I freakingly can do,to test these shitty powers my parents won't allow.

No fucking right, no fucking wrong, no SUPER FUCKING rules for me.

I'm totally fucking free!

Let it go, let it fucking go.

I am fucking one with the disturbing wind and sky.

Let it go, let it fucking go.

You'll never see me cry.

Here I'll fucking stand, and here the fucker stay.

Let the fucking storm rage on.

My power fucking flurries through the goddamn air into the ground.

My soul is spiraling in frozen tomatoes all around

And one thought tomatolizes like a redy splash

I'm never fucking going back;

the shit is in the sht!

Let it go, let it Fucking go.

And I'll rise like the fucking leaning tower of pizza!.

Let it go, let it fuckinggo

That perfect tomatoes is gone

Here I fucking  stand, in the annoying light of day.

Let the tomatoes rage on!

Spain never bothered me anyway...