Ramona Thompson


Power Rangers Psycho Prison


Watch out!
They're on the run
On the road to ruin
Here comes a force
Badder then before
Evil wanna settle the score

Oh no!
Don't go near
They're cut you from ear to ear
Power Rangers gone psycho
Power Rangers are wacko

No no
Don' t go near
They're cut you from ear to ear
Power Rangers gone psycho
Power Rangers gone wacko

Better watch out
More dangerous then before

No no
Don't go near
They're cut you from ear to ear
Power Rangers gone psycho
Power Rangers gone wacko

Just escaped
Made a prison break
They're no fakes
The real deal is here
So you had better beware

Power Rangers
Power Rangers

Submitted: Friday, October 13, 2006
Edited: Saturday, October 16, 2010

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