Post 'em here! I'll start with some festive ones!

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Sung to the tune of "Joy To The World"

Doom to our world, we've no more fuel!
Cybertron has run dry;
The Autobots prepare for launch,
And fly aboard the Ark,
And fly aboard the Ark,
In search of, in search of, more Energon.

Look out ahead, there's asteroids!
Fire the main cannon;
We'll clear a path, and fly right through,
I think we're being chased,
I think we're being chased,
I think that, I think that, we're being chased.

The Nemesis, has caught us now,
They're gonna board our ship;
Decepticons have come on-board
And now a fight ensues,
And now a fight ensues,
And now a, and now a, fight ensues.

We're crashing down, to that blue world,
Into a volcano;
Four million years have passed us now,
We slept through the Beast Wars
We slept through the Beast Wars
We slept through, we slept through, the Beast Wars.

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Sung to the tune of "Stille Nacht" (Silent Night)

Violent night, blazing lights
Enemies, in my sights
Defending Autobot City
They got through in one of our ships
Transform to attack mode
Transform to attack mode

Violent night, blazing lights
Fighting for what is right
Missiles stream from heaven afar
We can only transform into cars
Blaster, please call for aid
Blaster, please call for aid

Violent night, blazing lights
What is that, taking flight?
From Cybertron the shuttle has come
They have come to bring us freedom
Prime, the saviour has won
Prime, the saviour has won

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Sung to the tune of "Angels We Have Heard On High"

Welcome to the world of waste
We're the capital of junk
We do sometimes judge in haste
But we sing and dance with funk

Bah-weep-nah, granah-weep-nini-bong!
Bah-weep-nah, granah-weep-nini-bong!

Come to Junkion and see
Join us in our dance and sing;
Come, learn to talk like T.V.,
Wheelie spins, Grimlock is king.

Bah-weep-nah, granah-weep-nini-bong!
Bah-weep-nah, granah-weep-nini-bong!

Ultra Magnus blown apart
By Sweeps as you can see;
Junkions please lend your aid,
With money back guarantee.

Bah-weep-nah, granah-weep-nini-bong!
Bah-weep-nah, granah-weep-nini-bong!

Now we fly into the stars
To destroy that Unicron;
We call him the Grand Poobah,
Hope he doesn't mind our pong.

Bah-weep-nah, granah-weep-nini-bong!
Bah-weep-nah, granah-weep-nini-bong!