Here are some song lyrics I wrote with a couple friends when I was in high school

(This is funny after Dan's post because his is a long attempt to try and capture something huge, and I'm going to quote some unaware kids writing something funny. Although, it was pure expression, even if it was from high school students.)

I used to be in a band called Artichoke's Last Breath. We played ridiculous music with ridiculous stories and sometimes did sketches on stage as well. I was thinking about one song we made and I was laughing really hard thinking about the lyrics. So here are the lyrics to a song called The Tanks from the North:


The tanks from the north are rolling my way
Crushing the earth with fierce guns today
The tanks from the north are rolling my way
Delivering death to all in their way
The tanks from the north are rolling my way
Delivering death to all in their way

Henrietta, the clown, jumped out of her plane
While doing a stunt we all thought was insane
The weather was rough, with tornadoes and rain
She was kangaroo boxing on the wing of her plane
The clown took a blow direct to the brain
Now her corpse plummets down into the terrain

The tanks from the north aimed their guns at my face
But they saw a strange object plunging from space

Incoming fire! Troops take your place!
So they pointed their cannons at Henrietta
Oh look, she's not dead, she whipped out a grenade
But her fuse was too short so she dug her own grave
Nice try Henrietta, but I'm still dead meat
Nice try Henrietta, but I'm still dead meat
Nice try Henrietta, but I'm still dead meat