Đán: Daddy can we do “Cheese Robots?”
Dad: “Cheese Robots?” You mean “Jesus Walks?”
Đán: Yes, “Cheeses Robot Walks.”
Dad: Order, huh!
Đán: bummm bummm bumm
Dad: Yo, we’re at war
We’re at war with terrorism, racism, but most of all we’re at war with ourselves
Đán: bummm bummm bummm
Dad: God show me the way because the Devil’s tryin’ to break me down
Đán: Cheeses robot walks with me, with me, with me, with me, with me.
Like his mom said, Đán has some musical potential.