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Lemme tell you the story of a tiny man
Fightin’ crime the best he can
Good old Hank Pym was a scientist
Doin’ research and checkin’ stuff off his list
He cooked up a powerful new gas
And when the smoke and noise had passed
He woke up shrunken on the floor
He knew he was now something more
He was the Ant-man, he’s the incredible Ant-man
He shrinks to microscopic size
Can’t fight much crime, Lord knows he tries
He’s not strong like the Hulk or Superman
But he’s got lots of tiny friends
The ants upon whom he depends
Built a helmet to communicate
With his six-legged pals so he won’t be late
In kickin’ butt and fighting crime
All powered by his Pym Enzyme
Some Egghead tried to take him down
But Henry took out that dumb clown
Then he met a girl who stung his heart
She crawled under his skin from the start
He is the Giant-man, he’s the extraordinary Giant-man
He grows to such amazing heights
But still looks goofy in his tights
He’s not cool like Dr. Strange or Iron Man
Sometimes when he cannot hack it
He’ll turn into a YellowJacket
Ant-man and the Wasp, they’re quite a team
But Henry lacked a certain self-esteem
He tried to grow, to steal the show
A Goliath among men, you know
But when he had a larger figure
It wasn’t just his head that got bigger
His ego grew to mammoth size
And we all know that’s none too wise
He's Giant Man - Overcompensating Giant Man
He grows to Megolithic size
Crackin’ the bad guys with his thighs.
He's not funny like Howard the Duck or Forbush Man
His brain is losin' all compunction
Right from wrong just will not function
Built a robot who was really bad
Just so he could be a Dad
His Avenger Pals are all so cross
because his moral compass' lost
He’s dicked around for 40 years
And cause his pals nothing but tears
Just hang it up –it’s been too long
You’ve even got a lousy theme song
He is the Ant Man - He's The Pathetic Ant Man
Hey, pal, you should just get a life
What superhero beats his wife?
He's not psychotic like Elektra or Wolverine
But he’s still got his tiny friends
The ants upon whom he depends
Ant Man - He's just Pathetic Ant Man
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The people in town are all a buzzing
6 inches of snow is just a dusting
Walking by the side of the Erie Canal
But I'm still missing the place
Where we first had that embrace
It's got less sun than any other locale
Syracuse baby, It's my town
(been away so long, I need a coney dog)
There's plenty of things to do when you're feeling down
(Check out the leaves in fall, then you can hit the mall)
Don't eat your coneys at Heid's with a knife and a fork
It's the best large town in mid-central New York
Jamesville Beach- Balloons in the air
Varsity Wings and pitchers of beer
When you're in the mood, you gotta regatta
There are concentrations total
Cheering for the coxswain's yodel
Down the length of the brackish Onondaga
Syracuse, honey, I want to spend some time
(Belgian Waffle Fight - Eggplant up all night)
To remember the time when we both said you are mine
(You're on the wall it's true - at Dino BBQ)
That upside-down street light is really groovin'
Green's at the Tipp top, baby..., let's get movin'!
The music in town ain't no snooze
U2, the Police - intimate debuts
Then they played at the Dome, and made the place Rock
Harry Chapin at the landmark was more a treat.
His Benny concert had us on our feet
That old Krusty Cabbie had lines 'round the block
Syracuse, honey, has a place in my heart
('Bud' Vanderveer, got his start right here)
Like Eddie Flum Num, The Play Lady, Mr. Trolly's cart
(Butter sculpture chair - Pizza Fritte at the Fair)
It's the place I remember when we were young and free
It's my home town - Syracuse baby!
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We pillage and plunder and cause such upheaval
When gathering potions and food from those evil
Berzerkers and wizards and skeleton shambles
That walk with a grunt and avoid all gambles
But The Elf Shot the Food
The Elf Shot the Food
The Elf Shot the Food
Someone shot the food
Any why the hell can't we find any exit
the monsters all crowd in, and it only makes it
that much a bother to get through the level
and drop down the hole as we all start to revel
But The Elf Shot the Food
The Elf Shot the Food
The Elf Shot the Food
Someone shot the food
But The Elf Shot the Food
The Elf Shot the Food
The Elf Shot the Food
Someone shot the food
Remember - don't shoot food
We pillage and plunder and cause such upheaval
When gathering potions and food from those evil
Berzerkers and wizards and skeleton shambles
That walk with a grunt and avoid all gambles
But The Elf Shot the Food
The Elf Shot the Food
The Elf Shot the Food
Someone shot the food
But The Elf Shot the Food
The Elf Shot the Food
The Elf Shot the Food
Someone shot the food
Valkyrie - your life force is running out…
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Floating Away
They're coming again
Just when I thought I had It made
I thought I got them all.
There was nothing on my display
I can't fight anymore
But it's what I must do
How much more can I take?
How much more can I do?
They can crush my tiny ship
Like they've already crushed my soul
I don't' want to break them down
I just feel like letting go
Floating Away
Forever and ever and ever and ever
Floating Away
Forever and ever and ever and ever
There coming again
and I feel me start to go
just one wrong shot and I
won't have to break them any more
Floating Away
Forever and ever and ever and ever
Floating Away
Forever and ever and ever and ever
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5 waves of 11 fill the sky
I know our invasion is do or die
I may be destroyed in the vacuum of space
But know that another will take my place
Chorus:
One Level Down
One Level Down
Follow my brothers all the way
to the ground
You will submit to the hive mind
Or perish like the others of your kind
Your puny weapons will do you no good
We’ll grind you up to make our food
One Level Down
One Level Down
Follow my brothers all the way
to the ground
Your dreams of freedom won’t keep you warm
When you’re overrun by the mass of our swarm
5 waves of 11 fill the sky
I know our invasion is do or die
One Level Down
One Level Down
Follow my brothers all the way
to the ground
One Level Down
One Level Down
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The night falls when and I go to bed.
The shadows fill my soul with dread
Soon I extinguish my bedside light
the nightlight goes on, and soon begins my fright.
Out they come in 2s and 3s,
and God won't hear my silent pleas
to make the monsters go away
All I can do is watch and wait and pray…
Party Party Party Party Party Party Party Party
Party Party Party Party Party Party Party Party
Dancin to the nightlight. It's so fun to do
Dancin to the nightlight. I walked into a grue
Party Party Party Party Party Party Party Party
It all drives me so crazy - the sound making my thinking hazy,
it drives me just insane
They're very insistent, always consistent, and I'm resistant,
but I can't escape the throbbing, the throbbing in my brain ……..
Party Party Party Party Party Party Party Party
Dancin to the nightlight. We know it's not right!
Dancin to the nightlight. We can go all night!
Party Party Party Party Party Party Party Party
I wish they'd go away. I widh they'd leave but still they stay.
I turn out the light - but there's still the fright, and repeat the things they say.......
I'm still scared, but that looks like it's fun.
There's 9 glowing monsters and 3 on the run
I'll be in big trouble, if I stay awake
But who can sleep when all the walls shake?
Who can sleep when all the walls shake?
(Uptempo)
Party Party Party Party Party Party Party Party
Party Party Party Party Party Party Party Party
Door open… Billy ! I told you to get to sleep!
Sorry dad.
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A Letter To Bernie
02:30
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Bernie, man I love ya but you gotta help me out
I'm stuck behind these prison walls just like a reg'lar lout
'Course, you know I love you, buddy, you're a paragon of class
But my true love's shooting arrows into somebody's chapped ass
They say "Hey, Cupid, pull back that bow"
But what do all those idiots know?
I'm bringing you all love, but inattention is my flaw
'Cause all those freakin' arrows got me collared by the law
I just love shooting my arrows into arms, butts, necks and face
But now I'm on the news and villified by Nancy Grace
The folks I put together hate me, say I give them all the creeps
And now I'm stuck inside this cell, hands covering my cheeks
They say see Cupid, everyone they start to flee
They scream and double over - Took an Arrow To the Knee.
I'm bringing you all my love, but inattention is my flaw
'Cause all those freakin' arrows got me collared by the law
I don't get it. Why is everyone making such a big deal bout this. Hey buddy - watch it! I got my eye on you! You too! You know - you could lose a little weigh. You know, I think you two might look good together. But I'm not videoing it.
So, Bernie, pal, please help me, know that you're my only hope
I can't live where I'm so terrified of just dropping the soap
You're the world's best bail bondsman, and Its time to pay the piper
Get me the freak outta here cause I gotta change this diaper!
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On this Valentine's day
I send you my love
You're the foot in my sock
I'm the fingers in your glove
You've know I've loved you honey
I can't stand to be alone
So why'd you leave me when you know
That I can tap your phone?
Baby, be my valentine
It's my deepest wish
I don't care who you're loving now
I don't care who you're with
I'll do anything for you
I'm the one you need
Treat me like a dog, honey
Make me open up and bleed
I know you've got another love
Well, babe, I have one too
She helps me while away the hours
but she's nothing next to you
I know one day you wanted kids
I've already got a set!
'Course I'd dump 'em in a New York Second
If you'd rather just have a pet
Baby, be my valentine
Fulfill my fondest wishes
Just say the word and your current beau
Will be sleeping with the fishes
I'll do anything for you
What else can I say?
For you I'd walk thru broken glass
And gargle with Ben-Gay
Bridge chant:
Settle for me, baby
Settle for me
Settle for me, baby
Settle for me
Well, I tried to set up cameras
in your home and in your car
I followed you around
to the park and to the bar
I sent you gifts and candies
And a piece of my big toe
I'd send you something bigger
But I can't mail a...well, you know...
Baby, be my valentine
It's my deepest wish
I'm the lumps in your gravy
You're the potato in my knish
I'm the varnish in your oatmeal
You're the ring around my fist
And I wish I'd known my schoolboy crush
Would get you so damn pissed
Bridge chant repeat/solo and out:
Settle for me, baby
Settle for me
Settle for me, baby
Settle for me (etc)
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Verse:
Can you help me, brother?
I’ve a tale of woe and strife
My name is Judge John Roberts
And I’m a’feared for my life
There’s a court for which I’m chief
It’s the highest in the land
When they put me here what I just did
Wasn’t ‘zactly what they planned
The Bush boys got me in this chair
And I ain’t Obama’s buddy
But my ruling on our healthcare
Made my future kinda muddy
Chorus:
Oh, brother, won’t you help me
Even though I can’t be fired
It’s only some cold comfort
When I’m on my funeral pyre
Verse:
No man I call my enemy
It’s the people that I serve
But there’s those I’m beholden to
Think I got a lotta nerve
The right think I’ve gone crazy
And left think that I’m right
My friends smile and say “it’s OK”
But they’re itchin’ for a fight
Chorus:
Oh, brother, won’t you help me
Even though I can’t be fired
It’s only some cold comfort
When I’m on my funeral pyre
Verse:
Scalia flew into a rage
And Thomas said “Me, too!"
Alito and Kennedy looked like
They’d like to run me through
My former friends are out for me
‘Cause of the way I’ve acted
I’d better hit the road
Before I find myself redacted
Chorus:
Oh, brother, won’t you help me
Even though I can’t be fired
It’s only some cold comfort
When I’m on my funeral pyre
It’s only some cold comfort
When I’m on my funeral pyre
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Big Bigger Best
(Cogott-Morgan-Giarrosso)
Do you ever work out?
‘Cause you know I do
I like to Pump It Up
Like gorillas in the zoo
I take all the right shots
I take all the right pills
I make all the right moves
So I give you a thrill
Chorus:
Pump it up, baby; big, bigger, best
My pecs are bulging - I can’t fit in my vest
My biceps are swolen - I can’t swing my arms
That shrivelled nutsack - just part of my charm
I work out eight days a week
Sixty-five weeks a year
I bribe all the right testers
To say my urine is clear
See me on my machines
As I lift, grunt and pull
My ass is rock hard
Bet you can’t find any hole
Chorus:
Pump it up, baby; big, bigger, best
My pecs are bulging - I can’t fit in my vest
The veins in my head are all fit to burst
My heart will give out if my brain doesn’t first
They say I’m doin’ too much
They say I’m outta control
Gotta keep gettin’ bigger
It just gnaws at my soul
So let’s all pump it together
It’s all worth it, you betcha
Pay no heed to the fact
I’m being wheeled out on a stretcher
Chorus:
Pump it up, baby; big, bigger, best
My pecs are bulging - I can’t fit in my vest
My tendons are tight like a violin string
But don’t bother to touch me, ‘cause I can’t feel a thing
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Hail! Hail! Latveria!
Nestled on the Balkan shore
Genius leader plots our destiny
We are Doom forevermore!
From the fields of wheat we harvest
Or the death rays we build with care
Eve'rything we do for his glory
His loving wrath we must beware!
Richards must die
Richards must die
Richards must die
All Hail Doom!
There is nothing that we lack
Save for freedom, food and joy
We happily all serve his will
And the tortures he employs
From the death traps we build in the south
To the warheads of the west
We are instruments of his vengeance
We shall conquer every test!
Richards must die
Richards must die
Poke him in the eye
How tough could it be
To stop a rubber cement guy?
We'll make those four freaks
Break down and cry
All Hail Doom!
Hail Doom!
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