The Rant in My Pants makes Me Want to Dance

The Rant in my Pants makes Me want to Dance

 

Put on your headgear,

I’m aimed at your face,

And this happy place is about to burn down.

Turn down the sheets,

We’ll put bullshit to bed.

Unlock gulag heads:

Let the demon-dogs run.

The stun-gun is loaded,

The sun has exploded,

The zombie rapists come-a-howling in

2s and 4s.

I’ll be Pa Kettle in the bomb shelter doorway

Unloading both barrels of metal top-speed,

Let’s bleed for a cause.

Please hold your applause.

Blow the old laws away!

It is judgment day!

 

Here comes the devil in a Jesus mask,

With a flask of wet fire tucked in his breast.

Slice open his chest, and we’ll pull out his heart:

Exhibit A,

It’s judgment day.

Time to pay the rent.

Put a dent in the sky,

Ready to live,

Prepared to die.

Turn on the camera, drop the big boom;

Skyline on fire,

Smiles turn to doom.

 

Open your eyes, wipe off that film,

The lies are as thick as the flies in the sticks.

Ricky-Tick! Blow the levies,

Let the flood have its way,

 

A proper baptism:

It is judgment day.

 

The gears are unstuck,

The victims unfucked,

The world will be ours with grain of good luck.

 

Put on your boots,

We'll stomp down the walls.

Find a good spot to watch kingdoms

Fall!

Author's Note

this is not about the end of the world...
it's about the beginning of change

Reviews

[Ariel B.]

Oh! "Here comes the devil in a Jesus mask" - that is superb. I love the changing structure and uneven rhyme; those components really add to the overall sensation of a*s-kicking changes rolling over.

[Kerry O'Connor]

Fearsome, awesome stuff. Love the jiving rhyme.

[Jūdan FyreHeart]

Heh, this seems very appropriate for various reasons. Pushing forth and breaking down worn old barriers. Demanding that things will change and forcing it into being. The power and pace behind this is fantastic, it drives it forwards.