New Anthem (R.R.)

They must be made to understand that,

We will never reevaluate our views based on new evidence.

We will never share our warmth.

We will never loosen our grip on the grave.

Choking the infant silent to death,
Our skin raw with rape,

Our hands heavy with blood,

Our tongues loose with ignorance.

And when we smile it's red, white, and blue.

The dark ones in the shadows lurking,

While we eat and grow slow.

The dark ones in the shadows laughing,

While we stumble and rise high.
They must be made to understand that,

We will never compromise our sense of vengeance.

We will never give up our chains.

We will never abandon our belief in violence.

Pressing the girl down to the dust,

Our flesh slick with tears,

Our fist firm with indignation,

Our mouths open with hate.

And when we smile it's red, white, and blue.

The dark ones in the shadows waiting,

While we waste and slip into sleep.

The dark ones in the shadows watching,

While we huddle and mummer prayers.

Little Things

God said: Forever fire shall be twofold, comfort and pain

The devil spat: Forever shadows shall conceal and restrain

Silver glass begins to fall, drop by drop

That red ruby field diminishing bottom and top

She becomes little things:

Length of hair

Size of waist

Firmness of breasts

Brightness of eyes

She becomes nothingness

God said: Nevermore flesh shall remain, dark and rotting

The devil spat: Nevermore eyes shall reveal what they were seeking

Rotten wood falls away, age after age
That old town now becomes a rusted cage

She becomes little things:
Smoothness of skin

Wideness of smile

Whiteness of teeth

Looseness of heart

She becomes nothingness

Whip Guy

This one time I was in a novelty store,

I bought a whip for fifteen dollars,

Now,

I whip stuff!

Yeah, I whip stuff!

On the weekends I got to the park and,

Whip stuff!

I whip stuff!

Yeah, I whip stuff!

I whip stuff like trees, squirrels, and rocks,

Yeah I whip rocks.

I'm not Indiana Jones or a lion tamer,

I'm just a guy with a whip,

My name's Darryl,

I'm from accounting,

But on the weekends,

I'm whip guy!

Yeah, I whip stuff!

That's what I do with my spare time,

'Cause I'm divorced and Janice won't let me see my kids!

I whip stuff!

Yeah, I whip stuff!

I'm not Indiana Jones or a lion tamer,

I'm just a guy with a whip,

My name's Darryl,

I'm from accounting,

But on the weekends,

I'm whip guy!

Last week I went to her house,

And I whipped her boyfriend's hummer,

Yeah, I whipped it!

But it's a hummer,

So it really didn't damage it.

So I pulled out my knife and sliced his tires,

And scratched his paint,

And they called the cops,

And I whipped the cops!

I'm not Indiana Jones or a lion tamer,

I'm just a guy with a whip,

My name's Darryl,

I'm from accounting,

But on the weekends,

I'm whip guy!

I like whipping stuff,

In retrospect,

I should not have whipped the cops,

I got a five hundred dollar fine,

For whipping the cops,

I had to sell my whip.

Supervillian Song

Nobody like the monsters,

Nobody digs on the villain,

Nobody likes the creepsters.

Now I tried, tried so hard,

Tried so hard to get the girl,

Tried so hard to rule the world.

Tried so hard to win the end,

Tried so hard to find a friend.

Ya think I'm lame?

Ya think I need pity?

I got rocket boots,

A jet-black cape,

I got five gold platted battle-suits!

I robbed a bank with my telepathy,

Hey fool, I don't need your sympathy!

Ya think I'm lame?

Ya think I'm lame?

My nemesis wear his underwear on the outside,

I got self-respect, that's why I don't do the same!

Nobody like the monsters,

Nobody digs on the villain,

Nobody likes the creepsters.

Ya think I'm lame?

Ya think I'm lame?

Screw you fool!

I'll throw ya 'gainst the wall with my magnetic powers,

Hop in my jet,

Be back in my lair in a couple hours.

Ya think I'm lame?

Ya think I'm lame?

Hey fool, I'm from an alien planet,

Ya can't even begin to pronounce my name!

Ya think I'm lame?

Ya think I'm lame?

Nobody like the monsters,

Nobody digs on the villain,

Nobody likes the creepsters.

Now I tried, tried so hard,

Tried so hard to get the girl,

Tried so hard to rule the world.

Tried so hard to win the end,

Tried so hard to find a friend.

I don't need you!

I'm a supervillain,

I'm super,

Super-duper!

I don't need you!

I'm a supervillain,

I'm super,

Super-duper!

Fred the Aardark

There's an aardvark under my bed;

His name it's Fred, 

His favorite color it's red.

I once tried to make him dead,

By beating him with a pipe of lead.

 He asked where I would get such an idea,

I said it were my best friend Jed.

Once I tried to make him dead,

By suffocating him with a slice of bread.

He asked where I would get such an idea,

I said it were my uncle Ned.

Once I tired to make him dead,

By locking him in the shed,

He cried aloud,

"Man, you're loony in the head!!"

Oh Fred, where'd you come from?

Oh Fred, where ya gon'?

Oh Fred, why do I hate ya so?

Oh, Fred, did ya just eat my toe?

There's an aardvark in my closet,

He's name it's Fred,

His smell it' putrid,

His oder it's rancid.

Once I tired to make him dead,

By spilling lye on his head,

He asked why I would get such an idea,

I said were my father Ted.

Once I tired to make him dead,

By hitting his with a shoe,

Whatta expect me to do?

He replied by shouting,

"What's wrong with you?!"

Oh Fred, where'd you come from?

Oh Fred, where ya gon'?

Oh Fred, why do I hate ya so?

Oh, Fred, did ya just eat my toe?

Yes there's is an aardvark under my bed, named Fred!

Zimmer

I want to build you a little room

A place you can stay, when no one else wants you

I want to build you a sanctuary

Somewhere you can sleep in peace as the thunder crashes

A haven where time and pain cease

Six by six by six feet, a little womb

A haven where all is sublime peace

Six by six by six feet, a warm tomb

I want to build you a little room

A place where I can hold you tight and dry your tears

I want to build you a sanctuary

Somewhere you can always find me when your hearts gets heavy

A haven where black and white fade

Six by six by six feet, a little womb

A haven where you never need to be afraid

Six by six by six feet, a warm tomb

I am going to build you a little room

With hammer and nail and little kisses on you forehead

I am going to build you a sanctuary

Plan it out with dreams and slowly dripping drops of blood

A haven that dust and age cannot touch

Six by six by six feet, a little womb

A haven that safe from darkness' clutch

Six by six by six feet, a warm tomb

I am going to build you a little room

With steel and stone and sealed off from the evil world

I am going to build you a sancturay

Plan it out with quick smiles and black crayons

A haven that cold and wet cannot find

Six by six by six feet, a little womb

A haven that exists only in peace of mind

Six by six by six feet, a warm tomb