Lyrics

[Verse 1: Andrew Broder] Can't man this little battalion stand up You plastic cowards who limp my labor I've tried everything Re-read the manual, mailed in the rebate- Only to feel the bottom line inhaling my heels [Verse 2: Andrew Broder] Can't bed this box of stranger's straight razors Loincloths and toolbelts can barely lift the thing is dead Dead to my family, drunk on my junk mail- I am the only hole black enough to wolf your world [Chorus: Andrew Broder and Yoni Wolf] Well, the bells soon'll ring, yes the siren soon'll sing, Hallelujah Daddy's gonna make it all right! Well, the bells soon'll ring, yes the siren soon'll sing, Hallelujah Daddy's got it taken care of!