There is a person out there, somewhere. That person went through his or her copy of The Gamesters of Triskelion meticulously, carefully, searching for just the right moment of time to freeze forever in a static Sliver Of Awesome. Then, when he or she had that Sliver, it was gingerly attached to a certain audio track, in the hopes that synergy would work its hidden magic and create a glorious paean to schlock.
I am here to tell that person: you have succeeded.
You win the Internets.
Given that the original song is about a heroin addict begging to his dealer, I find this version of the song a rather realistic portrayal.
Solid gold Shat!