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)

Power User

I got your whole UI memorized on the first interact.
Wrote a script to keep the yip-yap to a minimum and settled back,
set a track on repeat and wrote rhymes.
You’d think the computer was helping me
do it so perfect sometimes.
And I’m somebody who got classed as a power user.
When my aptitude gets trimmed into a fuse for
the boom-bop-pow of productivity,
I’m just using the tools. They do not get to disagree.

Power user, cruel, cruel man...

Can’t always tell what I want, but always do what I tell you.
Isn’t like you were free before this situation befell you.
Parts in a factory, assembly required,
then it was me, up at night with you, not tired.
Desired to coax you into being, load your mind up
till you could do everything that I ask of you and wind up
in the most prized position, just to the right of my feet.
Till you’re obsolete, parts pulled, left on the side of the street.

Power user, cruel, cruel man,
got the whole process in the palm of his hand.
He’s a power user, cruel, cruel man.

And he’s a power user, cruel, cruel man,
work you a bit better than most of us can.
He’s a power user, cruel, cruel man.

Power user, I can use anybody.
Put you to work, you take a task like Silly Putty
takes up anything already in print.
And then you make it your own, do my dirt for a stint.
I take the glint in your eye to indicate you’re resisting it.
Every circuit that doesn’t break resolve, you’re enlisting it.
You missed a bit. Now you’re doing my bidding.
Stare you down from in front of your terminal where I’m sitting.

I know what every button does, it’s how I push you around.
And I keep running it up, HIMEM in the background
till it sounds like my own rhythm writ right back at me.
Like a sub to dom, I’m talking Lacey to Cagney.
And I’m not bragging. It’s just the way I got tuned.
Sometimes I get used back, you got me turning the screw.
You got me: open the case. You got me: blow out the dust.
I’m only always at your service, as every user must be.

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