We make striking pop-art/Our poetry will break your heart/Tragic lives will relate to our songs/And you can't help but to sing along
Our henchmen are up in planes drooling acid spit/So we can stand here on the ground and look up at it/And the Weatherman, the Weatherman is in on the plan/You'll forget to bring your raincoat 'cause Karl Spring is my man
And when the hour of terror is through/We will ride in and rescue you/We tried to kill you, then saved you, and it's our job to make you/If you let us in
And our henchmen are up in planes dousing you with shit/And the truth is: we can't get enough of it/And the Weatherman, the Weatherman is in on the plan/He's making royalties 'cause he's getting us our fans
A haz-mat suit and a toupee may be the only thing that's making you stay/But when it rains, it pours, and you don't want to corrode/So it's best not to go away
credits
released December 28, 2009
Ned Netzel - Guitar/Poetry/Not-angry-enough singing
Will Dack - Guitar/Harmonizing
Jason Hildebrandt - Bass
Chris LeBlanc - Drums
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