"Sighing Softly to the River"
Knick-knack, the Patty's back! You did it! Victory screech! [Cedar leads the others and the audience with screeching, except for Plankton, who's hearing all that screeching.]
Enjoy your victory screech, Plankton; because our future awaits; tomorrow belongs to us!
You'll never get this formula, you twisted fiend!
Oh, but I will. Even if I have to come back tomorrow, and the next day!
Sighing softly to the river
Comes the loving breeze
Setting nature all a-quiver
Rustling through the trees!
Through the trees!
And the brook in rippling measure
Laughs for very love
While the poplars, in their pleasure
Wave their arms above!