Let's all groove to the Curbstomp Song,
Come on now and sing along:
Up in space their ships go boom
In a pyrotechnic doom
On the ground no hope is found,
as they die in burning mounds.
Lacking tech or fire and wheel
going up against cold steel.
“Strategy”? Well, they just rush;
There’s no fool that they can crush.
Their invasion’s a meltdown
Ground to dust by unarmed clowns
All that’s left: to wait and see
Whether they will fight or flee.
There’s no need for kryptonite,
Silver cross, a stake, or light
There’s some fights that just ain’t fair
but it’s fun to gawk and stare!
When a fight is just plain wrong
We all sing the Curbstomp Song
People dying left and right
It’s a slaughter, not a fight!
Start a brawl that can’t be won,
See the boots eclipse the sun.
Either swallow bitter truth
or eat curb and lose a tooth.
When a fight is just plain wrong
We all sing the Curbstomp Song
People dying left and right
It’s a slaughter, not a fight!
Start a brawl that can’t be won,
See the boots eclipse the sun.
Either swallow bitter truth
or eat curb and lose a tooth.
Ill equipped with laser guns
That explode when set to “stun”
Using armor made of rags
Nothing’s left for body bags
With a weakness so painful,
Quite annoying and shameful
Kids with H2O balloons
oh so gaily melt these goons
Their assault's a failure
putting guns on super tankers
Now just watch: and you will see.
battles that should never be
Here they come; they're charging us
why should we put up a fuss
It's a war that won't last long
and why I sing the Curbstomp Song!
When a fight is just plain wrong
We all sing the Curbstomp Song
People dying left and right
It’s a slaughter, not a fight!
Start a brawl that can’t be won,
See the boots eclipse the sun.
Either swallow bitter truth
or eat curb and lose a tooth.
When a fight is just plain wrong
We all sing the Curbstomp Song
People dying left and right
It’s a slaughter, not a fight!
Start a brawl that can’t be won,
See the boots eclipse the sun.
Either swallow bitter truth
or eat curb and lose a tooth.
So when a fight’s a slaughter,
not any quarter given,
just sing along to the Curbstomp Song
and ask yourself:
'why can't we all just get along?'
When a fight is just plain wrong
We all sing the Curbstomp Song
People dying left and right
It’s a slaughter, not a fight!
Start a brawl that can’t be won,
See the boots eclipse the sun.
Either swallow bitter truth
or eat curb and lose a tooth.
-- Ernest Hart/Samurai Penguin Studios, "The Curbstomp Song"
-- Bob
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Then the horns kicked in...
...and my shoes began to squeak.
Come on now and sing along:
Up in space their ships go boom
In a pyrotechnic doom
On the ground no hope is found,
as they die in burning mounds.
Lacking tech or fire and wheel
going up against cold steel.
“Strategy”? Well, they just rush;
There’s no fool that they can crush.
Their invasion’s a meltdown
Ground to dust by unarmed clowns
All that’s left: to wait and see
Whether they will fight or flee.
There’s no need for kryptonite,
Silver cross, a stake, or light
There’s some fights that just ain’t fair
but it’s fun to gawk and stare!
When a fight is just plain wrong
We all sing the Curbstomp Song
People dying left and right
It’s a slaughter, not a fight!
Start a brawl that can’t be won,
See the boots eclipse the sun.
Either swallow bitter truth
or eat curb and lose a tooth.
When a fight is just plain wrong
We all sing the Curbstomp Song
People dying left and right
It’s a slaughter, not a fight!
Start a brawl that can’t be won,
See the boots eclipse the sun.
Either swallow bitter truth
or eat curb and lose a tooth.
Ill equipped with laser guns
That explode when set to “stun”
Using armor made of rags
Nothing’s left for body bags
With a weakness so painful,
Quite annoying and shameful
Kids with H2O balloons
oh so gaily melt these goons
Their assault's a failure
putting guns on super tankers
Now just watch: and you will see.
battles that should never be
Here they come; they're charging us
why should we put up a fuss
It's a war that won't last long
and why I sing the Curbstomp Song!
When a fight is just plain wrong
We all sing the Curbstomp Song
People dying left and right
It’s a slaughter, not a fight!
Start a brawl that can’t be won,
See the boots eclipse the sun.
Either swallow bitter truth
or eat curb and lose a tooth.
When a fight is just plain wrong
We all sing the Curbstomp Song
People dying left and right
It’s a slaughter, not a fight!
Start a brawl that can’t be won,
See the boots eclipse the sun.
Either swallow bitter truth
or eat curb and lose a tooth.
So when a fight’s a slaughter,
not any quarter given,
just sing along to the Curbstomp Song
and ask yourself:
'why can't we all just get along?'
When a fight is just plain wrong
We all sing the Curbstomp Song
People dying left and right
It’s a slaughter, not a fight!
Start a brawl that can’t be won,
See the boots eclipse the sun.
Either swallow bitter truth
or eat curb and lose a tooth.
-- Ernest Hart/Samurai Penguin Studios, "The Curbstomp Song"
-- Bob
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Then the horns kicked in...
...and my shoes began to squeak.