"Come here, kid!" "We had us a fuckin' time for a while, didn't we? You remember that?" "This is your... Scuzzpunk Lullaby!!!!" Yip yaaahhhhaaaaaaaaa!!!! [VERSE 1] Little rattle boy, fuckin' spine of a tune, Clickin' in time with the slop-jawed moon Buzzards blink and fuckin' guard dogs bark— We sleep by the drumfire, cold and dark [VERSE 2] You ain’t got skin but you got my trust Riding piggyback through fuckin' filth and dust I’ll watch the road, you keep that grin— The world’s all teeth and fuck if we let it win [CHORUS] Clatter little freak, clatter proud and loud Your bones make thunder and I’m damn proud Through rotgut towns and rust-pile plains We laugh in the face of acid rain CLATTER UP, RATTLE BOY— SCREAM IF YOU’RE SLEEPIN’! WE RIDE THROUGH THE NIGHT, AND THE SLUGS KEEP CREEPIN’! [VERSE 3] You don’t need lullabies fuckin' carved from gold You got me, kid, and a world gone cold I’ll sing you rot, I’ll sing you glee— In a tune that stinks like a fuckin' dead oak tree [BRIDGE] Found you twitchin’ in a busted tomb, Bones stacked high like a meat-stink bloom Dookie fuckin' hooted from a cracked crossbeam— I yanked you free from the graveyard scream YAAAAHH!! Uncle Dook called you “fuckin' meaner than rot,” Then fell in a puddle, laughin’, “That’s our tot.” I drag your bones through sludge and slime, You’re my fuckin' busted charm — damn near sublime. [CHORUS] So rattle, rattle, rattle, little death-march brat With your hollow grin and your busted hat We ain’t got rules, but fuckin' got our pride Any world that don’t want us—step aside [CHORUS] So rattle, rattle, rattle, little death-march brat With your hollow grin and your busted hat We ain’t got rules, but fuckin' got our pride Any world that don’t want us—step aside CLATTER UP, RATTLE BOY— SCREAM IF YOU’RE SLEEPIN’! WE RIDE THROUGH THE NIGHT, AND THE SLUGS KEEP CREEPIN’! YEAH RATTLE BOY RATTLE! WE LIVE IN THE BATTLE! SLEEP IF YOU WANNA, BUT NEVER GET TAME! [OUTRO] Little rattle boy… Click through the grime I ain’t your mama— But you’re still YAHHHHHHHH!!!! CLATTER UP, RATTLE BOY— Fuckin' SCREAM IF YOU’RE SLEEPIN’! WE RIDE THROUGH THE NIGHT, AND THE Fuckin' SLUGS KEEP CREEPIN’! [CHORUS] So rattle, rattle, rattle, my bony little freak Don't fuckin' be tame, don't fuckin' be meek We ain’t got rules, but we got our pride Any world that don’t want us—step aside "Yi-haaaa!!! I fuckin' love this weird little freak!"
