Not so Friendly Neighborhood Anarchist (Hobbie/Spider Punk)

[Intro] I’m Spider-Punk. I play my guitar and I fight fascists. I’m not a hero. I’m a weapon. [Verse 1] [Music: Guitars hit immediately with a loud, fuzzy, driving riff] I don’t swing for kings or crowns—! I web up lies and tear ‘em down! Boots on glass, mask full of spite—! I’m the riff in the riot, the wrong in the right! I'm the glitch in the code, the virus in the machine—! The messiest hero that they’ve ever seen! [Pre-Chorus] They said “be good,” I said “define it.” They built a cage—I learned to climb it! No great power, just great defiance—! I’m the glitch in your compliance! [Chorus] [Music: EXPLODES into a wall of chaotic noise and feedback] Stick it to the ceiling, tear up the floor! I’m the anthem they outlawed, the kick in the door! No capes, no gods, no corporate strings! I’m Spider-Punk—I break what stings! [Verse 2] [Music: Returns to the loud, driving riff] I don’t do speeches—I do screams! I don’t do dreams—I detonate themes! Every suit’s a symbol—mine’s a dare: To wear your fear like spiked-up hair! I took the noise, and I turned it to a weapon—! The lesson they teach is the one they are forgetting! [Bridge] [Music: Slows slightly, bass becomes prominent] I’m not your friendly neighborhood mate at all— I’m your unfriendly wake-up call! I don’t save the world for gratitude— I save it so it doesn’t fall! [Final Chorus] [Music: Final, massive explosion of sound] Stick it to the ceiling, tear up the floor! I’m the anthem they outlawed, the kick in the door! No capes, no gods, no corporate strings! I’m Spider-Punk—I break what stings! [Outro] I killed my Osborn with a guitar solo. [Music: Final, short, chaotic feedback burst and CUTS ABRUPTLY to silence.]