All Of Front’s Lyrics


A Little Bit Broad

Apocalypse Bards

A Very Unlikely Occurrence

Bad Nerd

Better At Rapping

Bizarro Genius Baby

Black Box



Captains Of Industry

Charisma Potion

Charity Case

Chisel Down

Colonel, Panic!

Crime Spree

Critical Hit

Dating Profile


Devil In The Attic


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


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



Small Data

Sockington 1M Theme

Socks On


Special Delivery

Speed Queen

Spoiler Alert

Start Over

Stoop Sale


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



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)

Mornings Come And Go

He came looking for work from an ogre.
Why would you do that? It’s tough all over.
The monster seemed nice at first, offered one duty per day.
The worst he could say
about his boss was it promised to eat him
if he didn’t finish shoveling the stable. Exceedingly
easy, isn’t it? The boy agrees,
kicks his heels when the ogre leaves.
Now the Mastermaid had a job there too.
There were always boys. They were always new.
They were always eaten at the end of the day,
on account of the curse on the goat dookie.
She tells this one about the magic pitchfork:
best advice that a boy could wish for.
Rest of the afternoon, they discuss it.
A day’s acquaintance, already trusted
confidantes in the house of dangers.
Ogre’s home! It roars and rages,
“Live the night, but don’t bless your fortune;
I’ll have another task in the morning for you.”

The Mastermaid says you take it real slow.
The Mastermaid says mornings come, mornings go.

He wakes to the dawning.
Before he can yawn, there’s an ogre on him,
telling him to round up a flaming horse.
Ogre’s sure got demanding chores.
Heed the counsel of the Mastermaid:
use the hidden bridle, get the stallion tamed.
And every morning this is how it’s played.
She instructs, he survives a day:
how to take the sand and spin it
into rope, and what the limit
is collecting fire taxes
from the underworld. What the ogre asks is,
“did you get the data from the girl in the house?”
Boy insists he didn’t. “How’d
you get up the seven-mile tree for my eggs then?
Guess I don’t need her. Guess I’ll eat her. Guess when.”
That night, she sneaks in his quarters.
He says he loves her, she says he oughta.
Gotta flee! She counsels patience,
“the night is slow but the morning hastens...”

Count dusk to dawn. In a rush, they’re gone.
But what locks held them thus so long?
Not any, ‘cept for certain pursuit.
Plenty of the lady’s girlish virtues
get expended. Hair comb, flung.
Whence it landed, briar sprung.
And though it’s stung, beast presses onward.
Her mirror, thrown, wreaks the contours
of an icy mountain range which
shatters fast. Behold, the Mastermaid dips
vast ocean from a perfume flask.
Ogre drinks it, bursts in half!
At the shore, the boy must venture homeward,
tells his cohort, “wait here, no more
tears. I’ll return to claim you
once my life’s prepared. And hey, do
you believe in love?” This maiden
waited every day in the calendar, patiently.
Knew the boy would find her,
come some morning. (Wear those blinders.)

Morning comes, morning goes.
And the first shall be last and the last shall be first and...

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