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NOTE

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The first song from my upcoming "orange album", which will go in a more electronic punk rock direction than my previous albums, (and it's gonna be a hell of a lot more fun). It probably won't be out until late january at the earliest, but yeah..

I had trouble deciding on an aesthetic for this album, and had some ideas that were scrapped, but ultimately settled for the frog marionette, as it works well thematically. Hope y'all like the song, I think it might be a new favorite of mine, haha. <3

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LYRICS

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Hey big man,

Congrats on the iron boots

Do you feel better now?

When you make sure everyone salutes?

Yeah, yeah, come on, tough guy,

Crush me beneath the steel, whydon'tcha?

Tell me how I should feel, whydon'tcha?

Your megalomania can finally run wild,

whilst making sure the world knows you were bullied as a child?

(yeah, sure you're not compensating at all)

Come on,

You're so impressive with your iron boots,

Kicking, stomping, throwing tantrums, far from your roots,

Yeah, I'm sure that's the way you can get respect,

And not at all proof your ego should get checked,

I promise I won't spit on your grave,

Yeah I promise I won't spit on your grave,

Don't think anyone would pay for the tombstone, anyway,

Come on big man,

We're as proud as we can be,

Use your inherited strength,

To knock us to our knees,

Yeah, Please, Oh, Please,

Your ego needs some grease,

How 'bout a smooch for my star,

And I'll tell ya how damn tough you are, (AH)

Wow, I see you're in a position of power,

And you can finally look down from your ivory tower,

Just cuz you had it tough, everyone else should too,

Recycle all that pain, to all of us from you, (ooh)

In one ear and out the other,

You don't care who you smother,

After all you have the authority,

Which gives you the right to bother me, and-

Yeah, sure, big boy,

Respect only goes one way,

I'll keep my thoughts to myself,

And the revenge for another day,

Hey, in time I'll forget ya,

And then you'll come back in waves,

Like a toxic river cloggin' up my mental caves!

(yeah, sure you're not compensating at all)

Come on,

You're so impressive with your iron boots,

Kicking, stomping, throwing tantrums, far from your roots,

Yeah, I'm sure that's the way you can get respect,

And not at all proof your ego should get checked,

I promise I won't spit on your grave,

Yeah I promise I won't spit on your grave,

Don't think anyone would pay for the tombstone, anyway?

Hey big man,

Ever get tired of re-enacting your misery?

By stomping down the stuff that means something to me?

I know you're afraid you don't matter, and you don't,

And you're afraid your pride will be shattered, cuz we won't,

stand for it for that much longer,

cuz our rebelliousness will only get stronger,

and your iron will turn to plastic in the blink of an eye,

and we'll all feel fantastic, except for you, big guy.

(yeah, sure you're not compensating at all)

Come on!

You're so impressive with your iron boots,

Kicking, stomping, throwing tantrums, far from your roots,

Yeah, I'm sure that's the way you can get respect,

And not at all proof your ego should get checked,

I promise I won't spit on your grave,

Yeah I promise I won't spit on your grave,

Don't think anyone would pay for the tombstone, anyway?

(yeah, sure you're not compensating at all)

(yeah, sure you're not compensating at all)

come on, come on, come on,

(yeah, sure you're not compensating at all)

(yeah, sure you're not compensating at all)