Me:Alright. I saw the lyrics to this song and it's gonna be interesting to hear Steven sing this.
Steven:Yeah. Don't know why, but I feel like I've heard the name Zach Callison before. I wonder why.. Eh. Anyway, start the music.
The music starts as Steven takes the mic.
Steven:
A wise man once said time is money So much money did I lose to you honey? I find it kinda funny You wanna keep this feud running But I'm glad I'm your mind So keep that cannon fire coming, woah
Ok, right, let's fight in the late night For a while, go wild, this is juvenile as skate night You don't know how to play nice My little Chiquita, señorita, Juanita Apple of my eye In the eye of the storm Guns and bombs to keep us torn Least your napalm will keep me warm To your new boy let he be warned You're her new toy for blood and gore
So this is war Isn't that what love is for Blood and gore Is all I get for being yours Two heathens ruled by demons That sneak through the trenches in our hearts Oh no, no, no, no No surrender from the day we part I'll be damned if I can't finish what I start
Oh, oh, oh, Ow!
Oh so you wanna go to war now Gonna resume your tour now Lusting for my heart and tear out some more now Busting out the charts and oxen carts The moment we start to fall apart to the core
These guns are loud like thunderclouds So I leave for underground to flee the sound Of music, your music Your music that you use as war music Them idyllic days are over I'm composing more music- Than you, you choose: use it or lose it Expression as a weapon I do choose to abuse it
Check the presses on my record Feel where my grooves is Talk about depression and chemical abuses And nooses, feeling useless Hey take this, you could use it But you'd probably break it Cry bout how you'll never make it Goodness gracious We've been waiting on your album for ages No traces, and baby They've already ran outta patience
What?
Juanita, we're still waiting...
But that's alright, that's okay You barely wrote em anyway Half your songs got thrown away Like ballots on voting day Oh my ballads got more to say Like a bullet to a motorcade
Sit down with me And sign this armistice Get your big proboscis Outta my shit, miss The litmus of our difference Is you going hitless While my record's spinning like a discus Throwing shitfits while I go the distance
Welcome to the new me Paint your nails black and unscrew me But that's okay Juanita Know my business is booming Live vicariously through me Just as embarrassing as it was When you knew me Slander, propaganda? Groovy
So this is war Isn't that what love is for (You feel me?) Blood and gore Is all I get for being yours Two heathens ruled by demons That sneak through the trenches in our hearts Oh no, no, no, no No surrender from the day we part I'll be damned if I can't finish what I start
You barely wrote em anyway
Oh C'mon now You barely wrote em Barely wrote em anyway That's alright, that's okay baby This is what you wanted right? Sing You barely wrote em anyway That's alright that's okay C'mon We're coming for you Juanita, Juanita, Juanita, Juanita, Juanita, Juanita, Juanita, ahhhhhhhh
*The song ends as everyome cheers!*
Steven:Thanks guys, I--
Connie:JUST FUCKING TAKE ME RIGHT NOW!!!
*Everyone stares at Connie*
Me:Damn Connie. Go get a drink, ya thirsty...know what? Let's move on. Keep em coming guys!
