All Of Front’s Lyrics

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A Little Bit Broad

A Very Unlikely Occurrence

Better At Rapping

Bizarro Genius Baby

Black Box

Braggadocio

Canadia

Captains Of Industry

Charisma Potion

Charity Case

Chisel Down

Colonel, Panic!

Crime Spree

Critical Hit

Devil In The Attic

Disaster

Diseases of Yore

Fast Company (30 Sec. MBA)

Final Boss

First World Problem

Floating Bridge

Forbidden Planet

Freedom Feud

Fresh Dog

Front The Least

Front The Most

Gold Locks

Gonna Be Your Man

Good Old Clyde

Goth Girls

Hassle: the Dorkening

I Can See

I Hate Your Blog

I Heart Fags

I'll Form The Head

In Arrears

Indier Than Thou

Invasion Of The Not Quite Dead

It Is Pitch Dark

Jacquelyn Hyde

Just Once

Listen Close

Livin' At The Corner Of Dude & Catastrophe

Machine Of Death

Message No. 419

Mornings Come And Go

Mountain Kind

Much Chubbier

My Sister

Nerd Versus Jock

Nerdcore Hiphop

Nerdcore Rising

Nerdlife

Oh, The Hilarity

Origin Of Species

Penny Arcade Theme

Power User

Pr0n S0ng

Rappers We Crush

Rewind That Back

Rhyme of the Nibelung

Romantic Cheapskate (Song Fight version)

Romantic Cheapskate v.2.0

Scare Goat

Secrets From The Future

Shame of the Otaku

Shellfishcore

Shudders

Small Data

Sockington 1M Theme

Socks On

Solved

Special Delivery

Speed Queen

Spoiler Alert

Start Over

Stoop Sale

Synonyms

The Council Of Loathing

This Old Man

Tongue-Clucking Grammarian

TP Factory Tour

Twenty-Six Hundred

Two Dreamers

Victorian Space Prostitute

Wakjakaga

Wallflowers

Which MC Was That?

Yellow Lasers

You Got Asperger's

Your Friend Wil

Zero Day

 

Guest Verses

Borken Telephone (by Rock, Paper, Cynic)

Challenge Your Audience (by Mikal kHill)

Epic Fail (by Ken Flagg)

I Like It (by Supercommuter)

I Need Your Help (by Doug Funnie)

Intervention (by Schaffer The Dark Lord)

Kabuto Party (by Kabuto The Python)

Look At Me (by Allie Goertz)

Mecha Mechanics (by Whoremoans)

Noggin User (by Wordburglar)

O.G. Original Gamer (by MC Lars)

Oneonta (by MC Lars)

Ping Pong (by Optimus Rhyme)

Plastic Submarine (by The Grammar Club)

Reset Button (by Random AKA Megaran)

Salieri (by Adam WarRock)

Soda Water (by Jess Klein)

Teenage Dirtbag (by Wheatus)

Wake Up (by Random AKA Megaran)

Forbidden Planet

I've seen a monkey trying hard to love a robot, yo
but all they ever do is fight to the death for your soul.
They're on a planet that I never meant to visit at all.
Got a sign on the wall — the decree: you don't go.

So come on, make your trespass, get your flesh fast
turned to dust by the death rays. These are the best days
of our lives: mad scientists with swirly eyes;
people with supernatural powers who live in disguise,
who live in the skies, swing between the sky scrapers,
capes all-a-drape in the words on the shiny papers
that the stapler turned to a booklet, or otherwise perfect bound
so when the glue dries in my old age, loose pages all around;
sound of the wind rustling; cowboy zombies ride,
lassoing up the carrion calves and a skeletal bride.
I'm telling you I don't study the phrenology no more
but I'm astounded by the size of the heads in the store.
And I score my pull. Full moons and the howls commence;
tear through a stack in a night with little reticence.
I'm eating venisons in the woods, get an axe to the dome.
Ken is in pieces behind me — I can still hear him groan.
I should have known from the warning encoded into the name of the place:
forbidden planet, in impermissible space.

And on the surface of the planet, insanity abounds.
Eternal beings shape my sleep and every waking sound
that I make is loud. "Shazam!" I'd say, just to startle you
(a geek ejaculation in between a wave and a particle).
Did a part of you just die just like Clay Loudermilk
shaving information out of a dog without a head? And now the silk
smoking jacket worn by the smartest kid on earth
(Back off, nerd! This library's my turf.) ...and give berth
to the brick hats from Ignatz that fly in posthumous volumes.
At once coeval and incompossible: all rooms
at all times, Silver Age and foil covers mingle.
Something eldritch in the aisle: soul of the man who filched a single
glance at the most forbidden object on the whole orb.
I hint not at quixotic wandering; take the whole tour.
Look on the shelf under Rapper next to Elf,
you'll see a Frontalot one-fold if I have to smuggle it in myself.
I'm gonna hand-scribble it onto a napkin and then scan it,
print a pile of 'em out, deliver 'em to the planet.
I'll acquire a quire and if you don't know what I mean,
look it up: it's one twentieth of a ream.

Got a song, listen fondly, don't hear a Mondegreen

You think you surrender me to the funny animals who inhabit
but I camp out in the cockpit of the crash-land 'cause they're all rabid.
Don't jinx me now, I'm about to escape from here yet.
I'm on an island in the vastness of space (facing regret).
And I'm stranded alone, in need of some rescue,
already ran out of food, masticated my left shoe,
built a robot companion — on accident programmed it to feel.
So when it spared a little monkey from despair, its fate was sealed.

I've seen a monkey trying hard to love a robot, yo
but all they ever do is fight to the death for your soul.
They're on a planet that I never meant to visit at all.
Got a sign on the wall — the decree: you don't go.

Lyrics Copyright © 1999-2016 by MC Frontalot / Published by Nerdcore Fervor Conglomerated (ASCAP)