So, rather than live out the rest of what very well looks to be eternity as a complacent cog in a computing colossus of craniums, Wallace with make the best of an abysmally miserable situation and start a grand singalong to pass the time.

Of course there will be classic renditions of 'I ain't Got No-Body,' 'Singin' in the Slime' and 'Always Look on the Bright Side of Death,' as well as his own version of 'Mr. Sandman.'

Oy! Mr. Shoggoth, bring me a dream (bong, bong, bong, bong)
Make it one won't make me shudder and scream(bong, bong, bong, bong)
I'm bung here like a snag on the barbie(bong, bong, bong, bong)
And you don't want this Ocker growing narkie.
Shoggoth, I'm so alone
Don't have no body to call my own
Losin' my mind here in this consciousness stream
Mr. Shoggoth, bring me a dream.
But he absolutely will not rest until the entire wall knows 'Waltzing Matilda' by heart. Rather appropriate song, considering the circumstances. .ra file