Collect ’em All

Lyrics
Angry little patriarch, you sit upon your cardboard throne, computer Chip to make you talk, a bad synthetic baritone. Vengeful one, exacting Father, you are nothing but a toy, take your leave you have no power, I Don't fear your damning voice, bearded one, bellowing a hollow threat Take your thunder, take your fire, don't forget your coronet! Imitation Potentate, stern expression painted on, mantle made of cellophane and Brandishing a rubber wand, consecrated effigy, thousands of your model Sold, assembly line divinity with simulated thunderbolts! You are all Powerful among the other toys, modeled and painted and fiercely employed With lording over all the plastic action figurines, collect 'em all, and Melt 'em down with my acetylene
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Credits
- Writers
- Cinder Block