The Plagues

Dusty Crophopper asks Ripslinger to let his people go, but Ripslinger refused, and turned the river of evil as red as the blood of every fish in the land of Egypt.

Chorus of Vehicles: ''Since you refuse to free my people, all through the land of Egypt, I send a pestilence and plague, into your house, into your bed, into your streams, into your streets, into your drink, into your bread, upon your cattle, on your sheep, on your oxen, in your field, into your dreams, into your sleep, until you break, until you yield! I send the swarm, I send the horde, thus saith the lord!''

Dusty Crophopper: Once I called you brother, once I had the chance to make you laugh, was all I ever wanted.

Chorus of Vehicles: I send the thunder from the sky, I send the fire raining down...

Dusty Crophopper: And even now, I wish that God had chose another serving as your foe on his behalf, is the last thing I wanted...

Chorus of Vehicles: I send a hail of burning ice on every field on every town!

Dusty Crophopper: ''This was my home. All this pain and devastation, how it tortures me inside all the innocent who suffer from your stobborness and pride...''

Chorus of Vehicles: ''I send the locusts on a wind such as the world has never seen, on every leaf, on every stalk, until there's nothing left of green! I send my scourge, I send my sword, thus saith the lord!''

Dusty Crophopper: You who I called brother, why must you call down another blow?

Chorus of Vehicles: I send my scourge, I send my sword!

Dusty Crophopper: Let my people go!

Chorus of Vehicles: Thus saith the lord!

Dusty Crophopper and Chorus of Vehicles: Thus saith the lord!

Ripslinger: ''You who I called brother, how would you have come to hate me so? Is this what you wanted?''

Chorus of Vehicles: I send the swarm, I send the horde!

Ripslinger: Then let my heart be hardened, and never mind how high the cost may grow, this will still be so, I will never let your people go!

Chorus of Vehicles: Thus saith the lord!

Dusty Crophopper: Thus saith the lord!

All: (in counterpoint) I will not let your/my people go!