Those glory days when the world was almost
But not quite destroyed yet
Oh yes the before times
I remember the prophets aloft signs holding the presage
up in the air that the ends nigh
Now were headlining piles of smoldering wreckage
I guess we expected it life was too good to be true
plenty of food selling CDs and iTunes
performing for humans instead of for mutant survivors
Most of the wastelands certainly stupid and violent
Not you fine folks of course
tastemakers of the post-apocalypse Poke at the corpse
of a venue a wandering bard will emerge
trade you for a battery charge or a laundry deterg
any potable water you got
If youre weighing whether you ought to or not
consider that the previous encampment demanded
late show added all standing
Ran and I earn renown across the trashscape
Best rappers who cant remember when they last bathed
bringing fine rhymes thick with descriptions
of those in the know in the past and their vicious predictions
Come get some nostalgia here
At the end of the world hark back yesteryears
Those glory days when the world was almost
But not quite destroyed yet
I remember it well
The joy of being an indie rapper
Prior to our descent into hell
Back when entertainment held some kinda value
before consumers found they could make it by without you
When we all would hug total strangers and gather in public
Now Im crouched under my office desk rapping with puppets
I think back to 2020 when it all began
When the dude with the tiny hands launched his faulty plan
To get re-elected till at the moment when we least expected
Kanye West went Phoenix Wright and he objected
They told him go through the proper channels and he neglected
Then he summoned the murder hornets so now we infected
It was crazy he beat Joe Biden on Write-ins
Election night ends Then a huge flash of lightning
PAUSE I was working on a track about to tell the story
Then the aliens attacked
And it was pretty gory
And the only place intact
Was Minneapolis
And this extension level event was the catalyst
We disbanded the cabinet and it was fabulous
Except for the fact that rap is now gone
I guess I laugh to keep from weeping
Or grieving or binge eating or skipping on zoom meetings
Now Front and I like travel from the west to the East
Telling stories like these for something to eat
Those glory days when the world was almost
But not quite destroyed yet
