21st Century Pop Song - Hymie's Basement, Mount Eerie

The one true resolve of the flame and the bullet

Is a pile of flesh like an unmanned puppet

A set of bones gone suddenly still

And in a lab under every flag right now

Someone’s splitting atoms, and inventing new breakfast cereals

In the shape of their nations borders

And drawing brand new maps

Discreetly expanding their nations borders

It’s root root root for the home team

Shout like your dad at the TV screen

Tie a dollar bill around a circus flea

The fee to flee what you can’t see

Well, it’s root root root for the home team

Shout like your dad at the TV screen

Tie a dollar bill around a circus flea

The fee to flee what you can’t see

Yo, I agree with glee with me

Somebody told me when the bomb hits

Everybody in a 2-mile radius will be instantly sublimated

But if you lay face down on the ground for some time

Avoiding the residual ripples of heat, you might survive

Permantly fucked up and twisted like you’re always underwater refracted

Oh, but if you do go gas, there’s nothing you can do if the air that was once

you

Is mingled and mashed with the kicked-up molecules of the enemys former body

Big-kid-tested, motherfucker approved

Well, root root root for the home team

Shout like your dad at the TV screen

Tie a dollar bill around a circus flea

Yo, I agree with glee with me

You put your life in the hands of the highway designers

Your stride an unforeseen side effect

Of the urban planners realized blueprint dream

You put your life in the hands of the highway designers

Your stride an unforeseen side effect

Of the urban planners realized blueprint dream

Our font’s bigger than your font.

Our font- so straight, so legible,

and tall and impenetrable, like a fortress, like a column, a skyscraper

Our font will crush your font.

We like our font just fine.

One font under god

under god under god

Root root root for the home team

Shout like your dad at the TV screen

Tie a dollar bill around a circus flea

The fee to flee what you can’t see

You put your life in the hands of the highway designers

Your stride an unforeseen side effect

Of the urban planners realized blueprint dream

Well, it’s root root root for the home team

Shout like your dad at the TV screen

Tie a dollar bill around a circus flea

Yo, I agree with glee with me

You put your life in the hands of the highway designers

Your stride an unforseen side effect

Of the urban planner realized blueprint dream