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GamingPlush64
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Patrick Hough
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Lyrics
Alastor
Vs
Tony the Talking Clock
Salutations to the sinners of hell!
I hope you're all tuned in and listening well
Our program can cause jaws to drop!
What could be more entertaining than watching the clock? (Haha!)
Once again he interrupts a favorite show for wayward souls
He isn't prime time, that label's for the radio
Guess it's time to tell the time, just who he has come to fight
Like you did to Yellow Guy, I will end your fucking life
Time is a way that we measure progression
With the way you waste it, I bet you'll be second
I'm minute to win it, my lines are hot
Your vocab's filthy, frankly it's Time to Stop!
I am a ruler so don't get it backwards, this goes just one way
With you withered and grey at the end of the day
Times up! You have met your end
Shut you up for good with a MEH! MEH! MEH!
Mmm, I do not believe that screaming loud was in the deal
My ears are bleeding, now I know how your victims feel
The Clock was meant to shock but he's soft when he delivers
When I grab the mic, you'll find my words are unfiltered
Let's give a "big hand" to old Becky and Joe!
It's quite an achievement to be getting a show
And yet I've been told Oh, when checking for Tony!
He was found broken and dead in the cold (how sad!)
Summoned by Roy for his son to be slaughtered!
But you must know, I never suck up to fathers!
Fuck you, Tony! Nothing you brought hertz!
By the end of this, you'll be running like clockwork!
Swinging at me with a chain on your soul?
That's par for the course for this ace in the hole
The radio hammed up his act
But there is always Time for Understanding the facts
Time made your appearance change ever since the pilot
I wish the same could be said about your writing
You paid the price for spending Time mucking around
When an "Angel Dust"-ed you and you ducked in the ground
Yes! Now we can see the unimportance of Alastor!
He's always been the same, unchanging like the calendar!
This deer lost his head trying to rag off this doll
And now he's a tool you can hang on the wall!
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