All Of Front’s Lyrics

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A Little Bit Broad

Apocalypse Bards

A Very Unlikely Occurrence

Bad Nerd

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

Dating Profile

DDoS

Devil In The Attic

Disaster

Diseases of Yore

Extremely Online

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 Hate Your Blog (Unplugged 2019)

I Heart Fags

I'll Form The Head

In Arrears

Indier Than Thou

Internet Sucks

Invasion Of The Not Quite Dead

It Is Pitch Dark

ITC Stranger

IWF (Internetting While Female)

Jacquelyn Hyde

Just Once

Listen Close

Livin' At The Corner Of Dude & Catastrophe

Machine Of Death

Memes Are Stupid

Message No. 419

Mornings Come And Go

Mountain Kind

Much Chubbier

My Sister

Nerd Versus Jock

Nerdcore Hiphop

Nerdcore Rising

Nerdlife

Never Read The Comments

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 Is Not A Drill

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

Algorithm (by Mega Ran)

Borken Telephone (by Rock, Paper, Cynic)

Boyfriend Material (by Miss Eaves)

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)

Old Enough (by Random AKA Mega Ran)

Oneonta (by MC Lars)

Ping Pong (by Optimus Rhyme)

Plastic Submarine (by The Grammar Club)

Proto Culture Redux [Remix] (by Mega Ran and Del Tha Funkee Homosapien)

Reset Button (by Random AKA Mega Ran)

Revenge Of The Nerds Part II (by MC Lars)

Salieri (by Adam WarRock)

Soda Water (by Jess Klein)

Tag Team (by Beefy)

Teenage Dirtbag (by Wheatus)

Wake Up (by Random AKA Mega Ran)

Watchmen (by MC Lars and Mega Ran)

Machine Of Death

Put a nickel in it, you’ll receive a consultation.
And there’s no need be patient or to check the calibration,
‘cause it’s instant and it’s accurate, it’s simple and it’s true:
the prick upon your finger, then it’s printing out the clue.
Well, you knew when you came in. It saved time explaining
that this is how you end. Each one displays the same thing:
CAUSE OF EXPIRATION, emblazoned on the card.
You’ll ponder in the morning as the day’s about to start.
You’ll ponder in the evening as you fail to fall asleep,
and keep believing as you’re seething to yourself that this’ll reap
its benefit to your survival, but it won’t, it never does,
whether you embrace the exit or you fight and rant and cuss.

We’re all in this together, yes the life term’s plenary
and this is the machinery.
Yet you exit all alone, never knowing how it seemed to be:
that this is the machinery.
Keep it out of mind, it’s defined by the c to g
and this is the machinery.
Life goes by, you’re admiring the scenery,
but this is the machinery, this is the machinery.

You can’t escape the outcome, be it ELEPHANT or CELEBRANT,
ACCELERANT or DESICCANT. Specifics are irrelevant.
And anyway, it much more likely reads CRASH.
Of vehicle or mainframe? Don’t know, can’t ask.
Market maybe, that could kill an investor. And
glad it didn’t say SICK, so much is pestilent.
“So long,” the rest of them reasons for dying.
I’ve narrowed it down by machine, and it’s scrying,
it’s prognosticating, it’s taking its measure.
And my card might indicate INCLEMENT WEATHER,
but I’ll still endeavor to wander outside.
Fated, and there located, I’m along for the ride.

Lyrics Copyright © 1999-2020 by MC Frontalot / Published by Nerdcore Fervor Conglomerated (ASCAP)