The Break Room

Banging as the subs bounce

Preparing like the cub scouts

The wildfire was doused

A leader in the clubhouse

You know I got gusto

Always have, if you must know

The empire strikes then I strike back

Why? Because I got it like that

Pulling up from three and I give you the pump fake

Valiant glory. Retaliatory drum breaks

Off in the distance, I thought I heard somebody murmur

Brought em into focus and now they’re screaming bloody murder

Kids calling for an encore

Two-fisted like John Ford

I’m so fly, concord

And I welcome you on board

From day one, I ran the show

Sophisticated with the fisticuffs, they couldn’t land a blow

30 years and counting. On the mountaintop, I stand alone

Every year at Christmas time, Beverly D’Angelo

Devastate y’all, devastate y’all, devastate y’all

Devastate y’all, devastate y’all, devastate y’all

One for the treble, no rebel alliance

And so I’m swinging the battle axe at devils and giants

Always working every angle and all levels of science

Now a moment of silence…

Time is running out, it’s getting late and dark

Target on my back. Call me Caitlin Clark

Rated VG minus, bought a ruined grail

Face is turning blue, waiting to inhale

Signal from the brain, panic from the heart

Studying applied magic for the arts

Ask me what I think, I’ll take a drastic stance

Adidas yellow stripe blue gymnastics pants with stirrups

The dig produced a major yield

[Burrup!] My style holds a strange appeal

[Burrup!] But I’m like Rodney Dangerfield

[Burrup!] Oddly enough

I’m never buying vinyl records with the speckle splatter

While I’m hitting home runs to the upper deck, you heckle batters

Revenge is in the fridge, I’ll serve it on a metal platter

Say the shit you're making matters but I call it fecal matter

I love this beat, I’ll probably take it to prom

Kid, you shouldn’t play with fire when I’m making a bomb

Head the opposite direction for the sake of your mom

I strike with surgical precision like Jacob deGrom