Lars: You like books, Mega Ran? Mega: Indeed I do. (What, what, what, what?) FaceOmeter: This, is the Dewey Decibel System. Mega: Let's get it started. VERSE 1: M: Yo, they call him MC Lars! L: And this is Mega Ran, I vow to tell the truth M: Just like when you take the Stand. L: Still Shining in the mic. M: Stephen King, with no Misery. L: Nat Philbrick with the realness. M: So you'd better know your history. L: So while they're sleeping on us... M: ... like Washington Irving. Great Expectations. Kept their fires burning. L: This Confederacy of Dunces will never secede! M: So as Lars Buroughs deep... L: Ran Howls on the beat! M: Call me Samuel Becket, because... L: You may not expect it. M: We tour well, like Orwell. L: Plus we've been known to wreck it, rocking, classic forms, like... M: Five - seven - five. So... L: ... do me a favor! M: Get your hands high.... L: Cool! M: Charles Dickens with the raw rhythms. Feel the Sound and the Fury... L: ... with the bars that we give 'em! M: Got beats! L: Plus... M: Books! L: Plus... M: Buddies for the win! L: On the road once again. L&M: Now we're gone with the wind! M: Peace! FaceOmeter: This, is the Dewey Decibel System. (Modulated and flipped). M: Hey, hey, hey, hey... just read everyday.

VERSE 1: (LARS) Way, down in Oceana they rewrite the past They erase the facts and the middle class They say 2+2 is 5 anyway, it's doublethink forever And ignorance is strength But I'm in the corner hiding, they can't see what I'm writing The telescreen is watching, in my journal I'm confiding We gave up all our liberties when we forgot to vote but Julia is brave, and she sends me secret notes kissing through the ski masks, we’re creeping through the snow Big Brother would be jealous so we keep it on the low When I met this dude O’Brien - he's got to be honest when he says we can stop the thought police! Now we've got the knack, to attack Or fate is safe like Equifax! And we won't stop writing 'til our work is done, Wait, O'Brien - what's this sign? Room 101? VERSE 2: (MEGA RAN) Yo! One day we meet up at my flat They swear their allegiance just like that Then I send Winston my favorite book Goldstein‘s manifesto and they got hooked Listen, they thought I was another brother Had no clue that I was under cover Tortured Winston with electroshock made it gets so hot that he Rolled over on Julia even though he loved her I know they thought that I betrayed them But in the mayhem I was trying to save them Re-education, my specialization Sting operation, the art of persuasion 101 the last step done, still type stunned at the person I’ve become Doublethink got me sharp as a knife I’m just doing my job, Inner Party for life! CHORUS: 1984! The number! Another summer This year Big Brother's going under! (They lay down laws from state to state with Doublethink, they perpetrate) VERSE 3: (B DOLAN) From classics to CliffsNotes to memory holes In the trap (set to kill hope) the penalty's known Give me access to glitch codes in every phone Keep you tapped in to snitch mode and never alone. The owners mastered the impulse to shelter at home. You'd rather strap in than match wits with predator drones. Promote distractions to captives so petty and passive, picking sides to monopolize dwindling rations I Divide! Colonize! Claim innocent factions Sanitize time's passage, smash the false idols, Even re-design rivals when truth becomes libel, Produce the drums! Shoot the guns on my arrival! What comes after Fake News? Fake words. Language disassembled while them devils take turns. Thats why rappers gotta mumble, they're afraid to be heard... We know the time! CHORUS: 1984! The number! Another summer This year Big Brother's going under! (They lay down laws from state to state with Doublethink, they perpetrate)

CHORUS: What you know about Keats What you know about Keats What you know about Keats And that Grecian urn? What you know about Keats What you know about Keats What you know about Keats Sit back and learn! VERSE 1: Mega: What you know about Keats? Lars: I think he was a poet? Mega: Exactly - what’s his story? Lars: Was hoping you might know it? Mega: A famous British dude, who so prolific He died at 25, and his odes were sick Lars: By ode you mean a shout out? Mega: Basically, like props To nightingales and urns, the dude he wrote a lot Lars: Was he famous in his time? Raheem: No, kind of like Poe Or Melville, history would prove he was dope Lars: Go back, Mega Ran, he gave props to an urn? Mega: A vase for ashes, take notes and learn Imagine this urn just sitting in a closet A metaphor chilling by itself, like a prophet this vase told a story with pictures in the clay Lars: Pottery meets poetry? yo what did it say? CHORUS: What you know about Keats What you know about Keats What you know about Keats And that Grecian urn? What you know about Keats What you know about Keats What you know about Keats Sit back and learn! VERSE 2: Mega: Let me paraphrase the poetry of one who wrote it well Life and death co exist Lars: Like heaven does with hell? Mega: See, Keats wrote a poem about art on the vase of Greek lovers dancing in a bucolic place ancient lives eternal, both women and men Lars: Players in pursuit, bumping Biggie in the Benz? Mega: Wait slow down Lars, 'cause they didn’t have cars We’re talking ancient Greece Lars: Sorry Mega, spit those bars Mega: A cold pastoral, frozen in time, forever on that vase! Lars: Transcribed through a rhyme ? Mega: The fleeting scene, had the poet inspired Lars: To write on his page with iambic fire? Mega: See, beauty and truth, they were one and the same Synonymous together through a Keatsian frame Lars: While cities they all crumble that urn had advice? Mega: His words will last forever, that MC was nice! CHORUS: What you know about Keats What you know about Keats What you know about Keats And that Grecian urn? What you know about Keats What you know about Keats What you know about Keats Sit back and learn! LARS AND MEGA RAN TOGETHER: Because truth is beauty and beauty is truth truth is beauty and beauty is truth Because truth is beauty and beauty is truth LARS: Peace! MEGA RAN: Yeah! LARS: Yeah fools! MEGA RAN: What! Keats!

VERSE 1: [MC LARS] I'm alive man, (yeah!) but don't know where the heck I am (what?) washed up on shore, now I can barely move my hands creatures crawling on my chest - the crowds began to swarm and when I tried to sit up well and they shot me in the arm! Ow! With a thousand tiny arrows, guess I’d been captured, by these bite sized Lilliputians - and they’re hella enraptured ‘cause their tiny jaws dropped, like they’d just seen a dragon when I took a giant dump, they brought a hundred the wagons! They had customs, and things that they were used to like way they broke their eggs, unlike the heathens of Blefuscu Small side first, they had they me steal their ships they told me to take 'em out, and that’s when I quit I said, "Genocide is bad!", then the castle caught on fire I peed and put it out, which quite inflamed their ire labeled as a traitor, they tried to pluck my eyes a journey almost as bad as my last United flight (oh!) CHORUS: [JILL SOBULE] Shipwrecked, shipwrecked How did I wind up in this mess, this mess? High above the king and all his subjects Like a monster in a foreign land, now don't understand how, I'm Shipwrecked, shipwrecked Washed ashore, they tied my arms and my legs Everything is cool, but everything changes Yeah, yeah, had some big plans to travel But my plans unraveled when I'm shipwrecked! VERSE 2: [MEGA RAN] My crew and me used to be tight like a corset Till everything became distorted A mutiny they took my resources I awaken in a land that was gorgeous... Full of anthropomorphic horses? Unsullied, like the Grey Worm, what they learn Is devoid of dissonance, every citizen totally innocent Im digging this, I even had to explain The set of laws the govern the land from whence I came Such as, in my home we get to choose who will lead us The person with the least votes is defeated Unless of course he's got enough influence to beat it So I guess the rules can be adjusted as needed "But what's a rule?" ahh, an instruction, because without them there'd be chaos "We don't have those!", maybe our values are way off? No one's lying, police sirens and no crime scenes Can't wait to get back and tell the homies what I've seen CHORUS: [JILL SOBULE] Shipwrecked, shipwrecked How did I wind up in this mess, this mess? From Equestria I made my exit Like a monster in a foreign land, now don't understand how, I'm Shipwrecked, shipwrecked Washed ashore, they tied my arms and my legs Everything is cool, but everything changes Yeah, yeah, had some big plans to travel But my plans unraveled when I'm shipwrecked! VERSE 3: [STORYVILLE] Gulliver, one hell of a traveler I would love to take a moment, open his travelogue Been near and far, Kokomo to Zanzibar A prodigy out to sea on odyssey, obviously! Seems strange sightings, it's exciting as lighting! (Ha - it is lighting!) How'd he find the time to write this thing? Encountering everyone from giants, to little mini people Science-minded business people, mortals grown-up old and feeble Savage creatures with human features, brutish and brutal The he found a Yahoo without even using Google And even after what his mutinous crew would do to him He discovered an island of horses named Houyhnhnm It comes to understand that these chivalrous kings And glistening rings are all truly frivolous things Their humanity's been caught in trivialities and fallacies and class and caste to built up these walls, castles and palaces CHORUS: [JILL SOBULE] Shipwrecked, shipwrecked How did I wind up in this mess, this mess? The smallest guy in town, it's got me upset Like a monster in a foreign land, now don't understand how, I'm Shipwrecked, shipwrecked Washed ashore, they tied my arms and my legs Everything is cool, but everything changes Yeah, yeah, had some big plans to travel But my plans unraveled when I'm shipwrecked!

GPS: In point .666 miles, turn left at Sleepy Holly Drive, Tarrytown, New York MEGA RAN: Where are we? MC LARS: The GPS says this is the venue, but, it doesn't look like a venue, does it? MEGA RAN: I don't get it MC LARS: I'll go try to find the promoter MEGA RAN: Where are we, man? MC LARS: I think it's the venue, but it's a freaking graveyard! What the heck! VERSE 1: LARS: It was a cold dark night in Sleepy Hollow When we rolled up for sound check - in my mom's Volvo I said Mega Ran, are you sure this is the place? With the tombstones, cobwebs, and speakers on the graves? MEGA RAN: This is it, I say that with no hesitation The skulls and stuff are simply decorations! The contract says Headless Horseman Productions Flag down the promoter let's have a discussion LARS: We met the promoter, pumpkin for a head We said "We hope it’s live ‘cause the crowd looks dead" He showed us the green room back behind the church He said, "sound check quick, ‘cause you guys are on first” MEGA RAN: Now I'm done some checks in some real strange surroundings But when skeletons are asking how it's sounding It got me kinda shook, virtually insane The headlining DJ was Ichabod crane CHORUS: It was, Sleepy Hollow! Halloween eve! Candy and treats and tricks up our sleeves! Ghosts and zombies, they waited in line But I think the promoter done lost his mind VERE 2: LARS: DJ Ichabod Crane was backstage pacing Skinny as a rail there was no mistaking that something was awry, face was white as snow We said it's nice to meet you, we’re the opening show MEGA: In a creepy green room lots of posters on the wall And strangely Mr. Crane was headlining them all This isn't doing much to assuage my fears He's been playing this place for the last hundred years LARS: We said, "How’s the presale? It can’t be that bad ‘Cause we dropped $50 bucks on the Facebook ad" He said "it’s not the typical audience you know with ghosts and zombies in first three rows" MEGA: So they're a rowdy bunch cool nothing I haven't seen Then Ichabod tells me there's a sweet guarantee But the contract has one huge Surprise We play this show for the rest of our lives CHORUS: It was, Sleepy Hollow! Halloween eve! Candy and treats and tricks up our sleeves! Ghosts and zombies, they waited in line But I think the promoter done lost his mind

VERSE 1: LARS: It was just after 4 in the afternoon when the badgers in the hills began to snooze as the mome raths cried and the borogoves dreamed silently they slept as the Jabberwocky screamed Wow! Sounds like something was awry burbling it beckoned, I was straight up petrified In uffish thought I waited, tossing turning in my sleep with my vorpal sword in hand I heard the jabberwocky creep! MEGA RAN: Snicker snack went the blade as he gimbled in the wabe Whiffing through the weird wood they misunderstand my ways Yes my mouth is agape, I let out such a yell But the reason for this melching was a branch that had fell And it caught me on my noggin in a slithy kinda way Made me frumious today so they choose to run away If they just give me a chance, look beneath my bruh exterior We could have a frabjous day, instead things are getting eerier CHORUS: Beware the jabberwock (Beware the Jabberwocky) Beware the jabberwock (Beware the Jabberwocky) With jaws that bite, and claws that catch! (ooh!) VERSE 2: LARS: Beware the Jabberwocky, he’s known to catch a body With jaws that bite and chew you up - if you've been acting naughty Galumphing through the forest snicker snacking with his crew ‘cause the Jubjub bird is fuming and the bandersnatch is too By the Tumtum tree, um, Jabberwock appeared With 47 teeth, black antennas for his ears Eyes aflame he howled at me I struck him with my blade Beamishly I chortled, MC Lars had saved the day MEGA: They call me Manxome, far from handsome and a foe of all that’s perfect But I mind my mimsy business it’s a rap I’m undeserving of the Tilley woods i call my home has consated my heart But there’s a threat at every corner so you learn to move smart I spot a boy he drew is weapon guess my looks have got him threatened I burbled to him a simple question, don't you think you need protection? Cause it’s dangerous to go alone galumphing to an exit, and And in less than a second…. my head was disconnected CHORUS: Beware the jabberwock (Beware the Jabberwocky) Beware the jabberwock (Beware the Jabberwocky) With jaws that bite, and claws that catch! (ooh!)

LARS: Still stabbin'. Slice. Rome. 44 BC VERSE 1: (MC LARS) Friends, Romans, countrymen Lend me your ears; and I’ll speak to them I come to bury Cæsar, not to praise him Lying bloody on the steps ‘cause could we not save him See the evil men do lives after them Good interred in their bones so I’m asking when The poor cried, why did Caesar weep? And refuse the crown - how many times? Three? He was my friend, faithful and just Brutus - thought you knew this, now you’re losing my trust Romulus and Remus think they’re spinning in their graves 'cause the noblest Roman has misbehaved Woe to the hands that shed this blood (blood!) Fierce civil strife - and I’ve really had enough Et tu Brute? Uou’d better say farewell You’d better say your prayers, 'cause I’m sending you to hell! CHORUS: We got blood, guts, a body on the floor Julius Caesar your reign is no more Blood, guts, a body on the floor Julius Caesar your reign is no more Blood, guts, a body on the floor Julius Caesar your reign is no more Blood, guts, a body on the floor Julius Caesar your reign is no more VERSE 2: (MEGA RAN) Those that will hear me speak, take a breather You may hate me, call me a creature Julius, he's been a great leader But behold, we had to sleigh Caesar! We agreed, may cry today But he would have brought drama and tidal waves And if I offend you, speak right away Would you rather live free or die a slave? I foresee the future, wars and confusion, and us in a stupor Make no mistake, I don't have my ruler I just love Rome more, we can't lose her So I need you to be patient Not like Mark Antony, over there hatin' My heart is breakin', too, don't be mistaken But civilization has got to awaken CHORUS: We got blood, guts, a body on the floor Julius Caesar your reign is no more Blood, guts, a body on the floor Julius Caesar your reign is no more Blood, guts, a body on the floor Julius Caesar your reign is no more Blood, guts, a body on the floor Julius Caesar your reign is no more VERSE 3: MC LARS: Best Beware the ides of March and April too Claudius and Brutus we are coming for you With Caesar's ghost so thirsty for revenge You'll be, beginning for mercy when we finally meet again MEGA RAN: Yo, I did it not for me, but for my government I feel like I belong up in a rubbish bin I made a covenant, he was my brother man I'm haunted by it, that's my punishment MC LARS: We got zero forgiveness, your business was sickness You killed the greatest leader, Rome ever witnessed O, pardon me, did you see the bloody sheet? That’s why I can’t be gentle, why I can’t be meek MEGA RAN: And it stained my mental! I'm so regretful! Made a deal with my devil and my soul I wrestled I killed not thee with half so good a will Goodbye my servant, Caesar now be still CHORUS: We got blood, guts, a body on the floor Julius Caesar your reign is no more Blood, guts, a body on the floor Julius Caesar your reign is no more Blood, guts, a body on the floor Julius Caesar your reign is no more Blood, guts, a body on the floor Julius Caesar your reign is no more VERSE 3: (DAN BULL) Ay, I'm Cassius, not quite as loyal as Lassie is Rome's in need of a bit of liberation Don't you see? Let me give a demonstration Me and my men had been conspiring to violence A while and tonight was the night that we finally Decided the time had arrived to provide it The Ides of March marks the demise of a tyrant Met Caesar on the steps of the senate About to free his neck from the liquid within it We crowded round him and then just in a minute We were thrusting them in him, lost in a bloodlust Uninhibited, until he couldn't resist And laid limp in a lump, wouldn't summon the physician 'cause he's finished, no longer in the position To dismiss our petition, he would have lived if he'd listened CHORUS: We got blood, guts, a body on the floor Julius Caesar your reign is no more Blood, guts, a body on the floor Julius Caesar your reign is no more Blood, guts, a body on the floor Julius Caesar your reign is no more Blood, guts, a body on the floor Julius Caesar your reign is no more OUTRO: Cry "Havoc!", let slip the dogs of war Cry "Havoc!", let slip the dogs of war Cry "Havoc!", let slip the dogs of war Cry "Havoc!", let slip the dogs of war

LARS: Hey Mega Ran! I've been making beats! MEGA RAN: Wait, for real? LARS: Here, let me play you one. This is one of my favorites MEGA RAN: Cool, let it run LARS: Maybe we can put it on the record LARS: Uh. That's cool right? Books are tight! Books are tight, I read a lot Books are tight (that's tight, right?) I read a lot Yo, I'm MC Lars and I read lots of books (Mega Ran: Wait...) I rap about 'em too, and I leave rappers shook I read a Poe poem and I did a Poe thing And then I also did some ska music where I had the guy sing From the Aquabats! Now what you think of that? Now typically about video games, Mega Ran raps But now we rap about books, yeah! Because reading is forgotten in this culture of screens (Mega Ran: Wait, Lars) And humanity aren't value in the schools, in the schools MEGA RAN: Stop... stop!! So let's, let's send that to the maybe pile. Wait, don't we have a ska track on here?

INTRO: Bartleby! Herman Melville! What a winning combo. Chyeah! VERSE 1: (LARS) One day I placed an ad for a systems engineer He showed up in a Toasters shirt, with AirPods in his ears He was fluent in Java, Python, PHP, I told him he was hired, his name Bartleby His workflow was incredible, 10 sessions on his screen Fingers flying I was crying ‘cause I’d built the perfect team Only wish I’d met him earlier, it’s really not that funny How an office space in Sunnyvale can burn that VC I said Bartleby, will you do this simple task? Update your iOS and see if it will run our app? And he said! CHORUS: No! I'd prefer not to. No! I'd prefer not to. No! I'd prefer not to. No! I'd prefer not to. VERSE 2: (Mega Ran) In the morning Mr. Turkey’s steady coding like a pro Pumping data, without failure, but starts to slow down later And Nipper’s got a tummy ache from last night’s dinner And starts to get distracted, won’t put down the fidget spinner So questions arising over cryptic algorithms To solve the dispute, they seek Bartleby’s opinion We’re setting up ecommerce please input the database But the office astonished when they heard Bartleby say… CHORUS: No! I'd prefer not to. No! I'd prefer not to. No! I'd prefer not to. No! I'd prefer not to. LARS: Hey Turkey! I know you're named after a flightless bird, but I heard you've been working on your scales. (Trombone solo) Can someone please explain why... VERSE 3: LARS: Bartleby won’t leave his office, staring at the brick wall Twenty-seven empty Red Bulls on his desk, but that’s not all MEGA RAN: If he doesn’t leave, we’ll probably have to relocate He just won’t obey, so he’s got no case LARS: So the cops took him to prison, and San Quentin's where he sat In a cell in San Rafael, I guess he should of ran that app MEGA RAN: A scuffle breaks out in the yard, Guards telling him you got to Return to your cell — but he preferred not to CHORUS: No! I'd prefer not to. No! I'd prefer not to. No! I'd prefer not to. No! I'd prefer not to.

INTRO: LARS: For years, they will remember me... and tremble. CHORUS: Ozymandias (doing my thing) Ozymandias (bow to the king) Ozymandias (you best get the message) The biggest, the best and you gotta respect it Ozymandias (doing my thing) Ozymandias (bow to the king) Ozymandias (you best get the message) Ramses II you best get the message (whoo!) VERSE 1: MEGA RAN: I met a traveler from an antique land Described a statue of a royal man With a constant frown as if always down Take a look around at the wreck we found Two vast and trunkless legs made of stone Wrinkled lips a commander so cold Sculpted with care from the darkness he led We dig up the rest to get all of the facts Many of the words have worn off with time Making it difficult for one to transcribe Sharper than stone, harder than steel Perhaps he can show me the art of the deal I grabbed his shaky hand, my homies called him a crazy man Maybe man or he could’ve been the one to Make Egypt great again, what's the deal? MC LARS: My name is Ozymandias, the King of Kings, I throw the biggest rallies that Cairo has ever seen Even though I'm emperor, I trip on things the people say Fake news, they use, it's true, discrediting my reign? Insane! So sad, my name is everywhere with cold command, they love me so I'm in denial like the river where I set my throne 280 characters, worldwide, these hieroglyphics speak Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair! Obey your king! CHORUS: Ozymandias (doing my thing) Ozymandias (bow to the king) Ozymandias (you best get the message) The biggest, the best and you gotta respect it Ozymandias (doing my thing) Ozymandias (bow to the king) Ozymandias (you best get the message) Ramses II you best get the message (whoo!) VERSE 2: MEGA RAN: We cast our votes and now he gloats Killing hope among the very folks That he'd claimed he'd help out the most Looks like this bloke is one big joke In the desert looked his people in the eye Took away protection and left them to die Nothing remains, around decay No one can stop him get out of the way Even the info you think you receive He calls it false and you have to believe The air you breathe the marks you set The hand that mocked them, the heart that fed King of Kings, boundless and bare Look on his works - and run in despair Upon more digging we just come up short Turns out this guy isn't quite what we thought MC LARS: Gigantic structures in the sand, my legacy remains They carve my face in stone as I survey my vast domain From here to Athens, out to Syria, I've built my stage Across the Baltic I've got allies but they'll never say And I will live forever, voice immortalized, see I'm The greatest leader that the hoi polloi could ever find I say whatever's on my mind so best get on your knees Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair! Obey your king! CHORUS: Ozymandias (doing my thing) Ozymandias (bow to the king) Ozymandias (you best get the message) The biggest, the best and you gotta respect it Ozymandias (doing my thing) Ozymandias (bow to the king) Ozymandias (you best get the message) Ramses II you best get the message (whoo!)

VERSE 1: (MC LARS) Propsero is the name and it’s a quite a shame The way the planet is such a mess today ‘cause everyone is mad, now imagine that Got to find a way get the world on track They're inventing evil ways to infiltrate Shooting up a crowd of 58 I don't agree with their politics How can I stop the apocalypse Plus anytime I try to get to some sleep My depression gets the best of me I can’t get any rest, it’s true Playing Mario Kart in my vestibule Wait, maybe I could throw a party, dude? Ask Drake to come play and a song or two Did I mention I was a millionaire? The world is dying slow, but I don't care! They're lowering my income tax My CPA saved a lots from that Now I may as well go and blow these racks On caviar and Cadillacs Get my best friends put ‘em on the list Have you ever seen a party quite like this? Got Bacardi, Hennessy and apple juice Lock the doors and keep the sickness out my dude... we are! CHORUS: Gonna throw the greatest bash Bring a friend and bring a mask (Cause you never know what's going to Happen when you get it popping like a Fat Joe track) Sipping Moet while we laugh (ha ha!) Locking down the castle hatch Making sure we're Instagramming every moment ‘cause we’re young forever - how about that? VERSE 2: (MEGA RAN) Heard about a party in the Hamptons In a huge seven room mansion Funny how with so much death around People still can manage drinking and dancing But I keep refreshing my Facebook For an invite, but no dice In my face these dudes are so nice But behind my back call me a low life Saw a conversation on the Discord Bout a balcony on the 5th floor Spot atop a mountain with a chocolate fountain And a tennis court if you get bored Got seven rooms, all different themes Kinda wishing I was in the scene But I’m part nerd and I’m part jock And there isn’t room for the in-betweens Mike Mizanin clicked maybe And you know he brings out the A-List Call my homie to tell him the latest And he tells me I hate to say this... "But I got my invite yesterday," Kinda took my freakin breath away No effin’ way… I've been betrayed But it's all good, I hope it's great (ha) CHORUS: Gonna throw the greatest bash Bring a friend and bring a mask (Cause you never know what's going to Happen when you get it popping like a Fat Joe track) Sipping Moet while we laugh (ha ha!) Locking down the castle hatch Making sure we're Instagramming every moment ‘cause we’re young forever - how about that? VERSE 3: MC LARS: It’s the soire of the century Every room is painted very differently It’s the safest place you'll ever be So, put away your negativity Keep the haters and the riff raff out Even RiFF RAFF - yeah we made him bounce Got Steve Aoki playing tracks Doing hella dabs, homie, pass the wax Now who’s this special guest with the mic With a giant hoodie, who could be inside? As he storms the stage all the people scream He was unannounced - what’s he going to sing? MEGA RAN: I pick up the mic - give it a couple taps Then go, "One, two!", they in love with that Beat drops and they rocking right to left, and now Now it's time to make it hot to death Pull my hoodie off let the plague out Since they barred the doors there’s no way out Got blood spilling like a river flow Now, I’mma how you kill a show Bet you didn’t know or expect it You can neglect it, and reject it But its destined... you guessed it Red Death is now on the guest list CHORUS: Gonna throw the greatest bash Bring a friend and bring a mask (Cause you never know what's going to Happen when you get it popping like a Fat Joe track) Sipping Moet while we laugh (ha ha!) Locking down the castle hatch Making sure we're Instagramming every moment ‘cause we’re young forever - how about that?

VERSE 1: [MEGA RAN] Now Walden might not have been a Times Best Seller But we learned plenty from it's lessons, lemme tell ya It's impact on the culture would be felt But not 'til twenty years after it hit a shelf See, most people live their lives half asleep Doing what they're told, functioning like sheep But Henry David Thoreau was determined to be different So one day he made a life altering decision He would live two years in a cabin In the woods, far from anything that was happening No phone, no one could contact him No interactions, meant no distractions He could focus on the beauty of nature Strengthening his spirit, becoming complete Eating to live, instead of living to eat Why live in a mental prison, when you can be free? This experiment he teach him true existence Reading, farming, learning and fishing No talking, just listening (uh!) Nothing brings focus, quite like distance The time would prove to be influential He'd find deep meaning in the seemingly simple And like magic waved from a wand Everything changed on Walden Pond CHORUS: When the world gets you down, there's a place you can go Back to Walden Pond, like Henry David Thoreau Living in the woods with no internet or phone Two years, two months, to days all alone When the world disappoints you, there's a place you can go Marching to a different drummer, Henry David Thoreau Living in the woods with no radio or phone Two years, two months, to days all alone VERSE 2: [LARS] Cabin life is peaceful, nature over people Nobody's deceitful everything is equal No food, he wasn't making a scene He just planted and tended two acres of beans He develops two distinct personas Hermit and poet, no strangers to drama They would argue about what he was there for Rearranged everything he thought he had cared for The poet would conjure up visions Of past residents of the cabin that he lived in Poor tradesmen, runaway slaves In their company is where he spent most days He preferred solitude, just being alone Not gazing or staring at a phone With his environment, he'd formed a strong bond As seasons passed on Walden Pond CHORUS: When the world gets you down, there's a place you can go Back to Walden Pond, like Henry David Thoreau Living in the woods with no internet or phone Two years, two months, to days all alone When the world disappoints you, there's a place you can go Marching to a different drummer, Henry David Thoreau Living in the woods with no radio or phone Two years, two months, to days all alone VERSE 3: (MEGA RAN) Now Walden might not have been a Times Best Seller But we learned plenty from it's lessons, lemme tell ya See, most people live their lives half asleep Doing what they're told, functioning like sheep But henry david thoreau was determined to be different So one day he made a life altering decision (MC LARS) When the winter months close in And the lake outside is frozen He takes a stick and pokes holes in Just to see how deep the lake goes 100 feet, but as it starts to get late though Irish workers cut cubes and take those To sell, first he's upset at all them But everyone will now get a piece of walden (MEGA RAN) A crack and a roar, and the ice starts thawing Leaves turn green and birds start calling Summertime is coming I suppose And the walden experiment is coming to a close A whole 2 years, of intense self discovery Probably needed another year of recovery But he left us with lessons Meet your life head on, be aware of your blessings (MC LARS) So much potential untapped Once its over you can't come back Any sort of fear or resentment will diminish When you find your fulfillment in life, don't chase riches Find truth, live life to the full extent Got to give it 110% 'Cause you only get one, when it's gone it's gone One of many lessons learned on Walden Pond CHORUS: When the world gets you down, there's a place you can go Back to Walden Pond, like Henry David Thoreau Living in the woods with no internet or phone Two years, two months, to days all alone When the world disappoints you, there's a place you can go Marching to a different drummer, Henry David Thoreau Living in the woods with no radio or phone Two years, two months, to days all alone

MEGA RAN: Uh. Uh huh. Who watch, who watch, who watch? VERSE 1: (MEGA RAN) Yo, they passed the Keane Act without my feedback Structure we lack, it’s all ‘bout green backs Time to beat back the wolves, but keep back Cause times are changing – it’s off the meat rack I’m on lockdown, but Doc’s on the case Situation spotty like these dots on my face Mask is back on, I tend to mine 'Cause if we don’t step up, the end is nigh (MC FRONTALOT) Technically I’m Nite Owl II, don’t mix me up with the first one Right on cue, observe a crime and alert some Figures of authority, cause I’ve gone quits on the "cape game" Midsection’s gone thick to my great shame! And my gadgets are all dusty But my conscience still nags pretty bad, you can trust me To get fussy, also to get freaky While we’re flying up on high in Archimedes! CHORUS: Who watches the Watchmen? (I don't know) Who watches the Watchmen? (Man, I don't know) Who watches the Watchmen? (I don't know) But police in this town move way too slow Who watches the Watchmen? (I don't know) Who watches the Watchmen? (Man, I don't know) Who watches the Watchmen? (I don't know) But something's going on and the people want to know VERE 2: (MISS EAVES) Hollywood wanna test me and make me 2D Latex legacy my ex tastes of batteries Ya! Women are from Venus, I'm on mars Learning the comedian is my father So guess crime fighting is in my blood My mom pushed me to this family business Jailbreak queen, Rorshach out of sing sing My existence makes Jon save everything (MC LARS) Blood running down my face like the button in the street A problematic hero? Many would would agree Y'all ain’t ready for Eddie, have you heard what I did? I went to Vietnam and I murdered some kids (what!) See I’m part Thomas Hobbes sometimes a comedian I was tossed out the window, landed on the median Vigilante justice, hunting hippies with a smile We protect them from themselves and we do it with style CHORUS: Who watches the Watchmen? (I don't know) Who watches the Watchmen? (Man, I don't know) Who watches the Watchmen? (I don't know) But police in this town move way too slow Who watches the Watchmen? (I don't know) Who watches the Watchmen? (Man, I don't know) Who watches the Watchmen? (I don't know) But something's going on and the people want to know VERSE 3: (SCHÄFFER THE DARKLORD) It is 1945, father is a watchmaker It is '59, molecular incinerator Jon is gone, in three months I am there again Doc's a god, they'll say the superman's American I am in the past, future, I am on Mars I am 99 syllables in eight bars The world's smartest man, wealthy by birthright Is no more of a threat to me than is its smartest termite (QUELLE CHRIS) The smartest man cold as winter World turned me bitter I been overstimulating before Facebook and Twitter With a wall full of screens Account full of green and Built a hideout where it's white out For the plotting and the scheming Got a lyger named Bubastis I silenced and retired my peers To cover the dark matter in my conscience With time it won't get better The dawn is turning redder Show the world to its demise so it can get itself together CHORUS: Who watches the Watchmen? (I don't know) Who watches the Watchmen? (Man, I don't know) Who watches the Watchmen? (I don't know) But police in this town move way too slow Who watches the Watchmen? (I don't know) Who watches the Watchmen? (Man, I don't know) Who watches the Watchmen? (I don't know) But something's going on and the people want to know MEGA RAN: Who watches the Watchmen?