All Of Front’s Lyrics

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A Little Bit Broad

A Very Unlikely Occurrence

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

Devil In The Attic

Disaster

Diseases of Yore

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 Heart Fags

I'll Form The Head

In Arrears

Indier Than Thou

Invasion Of The Not Quite Dead

It Is Pitch Dark

ITC Stranger

Jacquelyn Hyde

Just Once

Listen Close

Livin' At The Corner Of Dude & Catastrophe

Machine Of Death

Message No. 419

Mornings Come And Go

Mountain Kind

Much Chubbier

My Sister

Nerd Versus Jock

Nerdcore Hiphop

Nerdcore Rising

Nerdlife

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 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

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)

Oneonta (by MC Lars)

Ping Pong (by Optimus Rhyme)

Plastic Submarine (by The Grammar Club)

Reset Button (by Random AKA Megaran)

Salieri (by Adam WarRock)

Soda Water (by Jess Klein)

Teenage Dirtbag (by Wheatus)

Wake Up (by Random AKA Megaran)

I Can See

[MCF]
I may be the tailor to the master of the castle and the zone,
and I might be all about it when I’m on my megaphone,
alone before an audience, "Yo, ponder my preponderance
of skill!” Synonymous
with high class fashion. If you must step flashing,
lead with the hand that you’ve got your cash in.
I’m taking all orders. I’m writing receipts.
There’s a couple other kingdoms I’ve got to visit this week,
so I’ll seek you out later, deliver your set.
If it ain’t the finest clothing ever woven, take my head.
With a promise like that, shopping couldn’t be simpler!
Armed guards are taking me to measure up the Emperor.

I can see
right through them
through them

[Adam WarRock]
Well, it’s clear that we hear these boasts in our ears,
so it appears that this tailor in front of us right here
speaks the language that I’m liking. And in fact
I need a new look now that Fall’s coming back.
My style: people heard of it. In fact, it’s quite murderous!
And every kingdom tries their best in the hopes of furnishing
the Emperor that only rocks the finest couture.
And I’m pretty sure I’ve never seen your brand name before.

[MCF]
Your prominence, I promise that your dominance is undisputed:
when it comes to looking fresh, you’re as reputed!
I’m a whisper in your kingdoms, they don’t dare to buy the best.
Might look so good that it’s scandalous.

[Adam WarRock]
No coarse cotton stitchings, no silk that’s not the finest,
no inferior fabric is allowed to touch Your Highness.
When I say I want the best, present it without fail
or this tailor’s going to have his going-out-of-business sale.

[MCF]
Be sure before you order though, ‘cause this one’s fine.
So delicate, you’ll never feel it. And so sublime
that it’s difficult to see for anyone above their birth.
Sent an Archduke into exile on the other side the earth.
I besmirch of course none of your councilors’ parentage,
still I shouldn’t forgive myself, giving embarrassment.

[Adam WarRock]
Nah, this court bears the noblest noblemen.
So loosen up your fingers and sew us a specimen.

[Sole]
By the sword, you pulled wool from all of our sheep,
and we were told we’d be getting fresh blankets to sleep.
Instead, you covered your palace in silk and wool
and tore down our schools for a textile mill?

[Adam WarRock]
Subjects, peasants, servants and scum,
this wunderkind tailor's skill’s second to none!
Painters and poets couldn’t ever describe
how fine the new clothes. On the morrow you’ll find!

[Sole]
How about debuting bread from the wheat that you stole?
Or put a new school in the village you burned?
Winter’s approaching we got nowhere to go.
Can’t produce for the King when we’re starved in our homes.

[MCF]
I can see
as soon as he steps out in his finery

[Sole]
Give us liberty or give us that robe, fool.
Ain’t no linens in this kingdom that are torch-proof.
And I only hope that what you’re about to show is made from bread
so at least the birds can have a feast when you’re dead.
It’s been (bark! bark!) since you pushed us off the land.
Hurry up and show your face so we can take what’s ours again.

[MCF]
Good luck, buddy! He’ll be right out, he looks great.
I’ll blend into the rabble with you, overswarm the gates.

Lyrics Copyright © 1999-2016 by MC Frontalot / Published by Nerdcore Fervor Conglomerated (ASCAP)