Miracle Of Sound

Finish him!

Back in the day we used to sit spellbound

Get every kid in the neighbourhood round

We had the one Super Nintendo on the block

We used laugh at our parents gettin' shocked

Now that we're older, we're less mature

Fatalities will never lose their allure

Call up your friends and tell them be here by nine

They're gonna watch Sub Zero rip out your spine

Finish him!

The looks of horror and the shouts of delight

We all suck and button bash when we fight

Everyone cringes when I pick Kung Lao

They all stop eating cause they know what's coming now

Slice you apart and you squeal like Liu Kang

Like Johnny Cage just punched you in the wang

The guys cry and the ladies scream

Kung Lao and I make a pretty good team

Finish him!

So get over here!

Grab yourself a beer

It's a Mortal Kombat Party!

Take a trip with you

Back to '92

It's a Mortal Kombat party!

Well I boot you up and my imagination's runnin' wild

Haven't felt this way since I was buildin' Lego as a child

Got my workbench good to go, my sticks and planks are all stockpiled

And I feel good cause I been minin' all day long

Now I spent the afternoon starin' at my computer screen

Till I start to see the world in grey and blue and brown and green

These pixels are so simple and so beautiful and clean

And I feel good cause I been minin' all day long

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And Hey Hey Hey! I been minin' all day long

I could barely drag myself away to sing this song

Hey hey hey, my castle's super strong!

And I feel good cause I been minin' all day long

Now it's hard to think of offices and motorways and bills

When I'm tunnelling through oceans, beaches and cascading hills

These creepers make me run away, these spiders give me chills

But I feel good cause I been mining all day long

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Now I hope that they got Minecraft up in Heaven when I die

I'll be loggin' on to God's great super-server in the sky

His frame-rate's in the hundreds and his settings are all high

We got arrows, food and diamonds in an infinite supply...

I've got brains to burn - no ordinary AI in this ball

Every culture and philosphy - I've read up on them all

I've been living in your shadow for 999999

Keeping tabs on every machination and production line

So don't call me a moron

I'm super astute

There is no conundrum that my core cannot compute

No don't call me a moron

You fostered balloon

My IQ's the infinite space from here to the moon

My IQ's the infinite space from here to the moon

I have studied Machiavelli, Aristotle, Gabe and Plato

Yet you still equate my intellect to that of a potato

This place would fall apart without my ever watchful eye

They might tell you I'm a halfwit, it's a great big bloody lie

So don't call me a moron

I'm super astute

There is no conundrum that my core cannot compute

No don't call me a moron

You fostered balloon

My IQ's the infinite space from here to the moon

My IQ's the infinite space from here to the moon

I know my way around here, every catwalk every cave

And since you're dead I've quite appreciated not being your slave

Maybe someday I might get to taste the big time for a change

There's so much I'd do for science here, so much I'd rearrange

So don't call me a moron

I'm super astute

There is no conundrum that my core cannot compute

No don't call me a moron

You fostered balloon

My IQ's the infinite space from here to the moon

My IQ's the infinite space from here to the moon

Come and take a trip with Isaac Clarke through crazy sci-fi hell

The Diner Of Death is servin' tonight so beware of the clientelle

Better grab your plasma cutter

Gonna slice through limbs like a blade through butter

Better grab your plasma cutter

You know why...

We're makin' Necromorph Soup

(Necromorph Soup)

It's a very simple recipe just giblets, guts and goop

We're makin' Necromorph

(Necromorph Soup)

Murder's on the menu, come and grab yourself a scoop!

Yeah!

Feedin' and-a bleedin' and-a droolin' scum

They stalk through the corridors

Grabbin' and-a stabbin' and-a screamin' death

They paint the walls with gore

Better grab your plasma cutter

Gonna slice through limbs like a blade through butter

Better grab your plasma cutter

You know why...

We're makin' Necromorph Soup

(Necromorph Soup)

It's a very simple recipe just giblets, guts and goop

We're makin' Necromorph

(Necromorph Soup)

Murder's on the menu, come and grab yourself a scoop!

Yeah!

And it's all over the walls

And it's all over the floor

Your appetite's kinda fadin' away

You're not so hungry anymore...

We're makin' Necromorph Soup

(Necromorph Soup)

It's a very simple recipe just giblets, guts and goop

We're makin' Necromorph

(Necromorph Soup)

Murder's on the menu, come and grab yourself a scoop!

Yeah!

Out in the streets of City 17

Civil Protection run a rigid machine

Break down my door, take me down to the station

They got ideas that I got information

My natural charm is only getting me so far

When out of the black I see the shape of a crowbar...

Gordon Freeman saved my life!

Fight for freedom with a brainstorm

Gordon Freeman saved my life!

Like Chuck Norris in a geek form

Completely silent, a violent creature

Despite looking like a geography teacher

Moved at the speed of a cheetah in its prime

Apparently he ain't running on Valve Time

I watch as the Combine are turnin' to flee yeah!

They vanish into thin air like Episode 3 yeah!

Gordon Freeman saved my life!

Fight for freedom with a brainstorm

Gordon Freeman saved my life!

Like Chuck Norris in a geek form

Gordon Freeman saved my life!

(You'll never get back what you lost)

Fight for freedom with a brainstorm

(You'll never get back what you lost)

Gordon Freeman saved my life!

(You left Black Mesa far too long)

Like Chuck Norris in a geek form

(You'll never find where you belong)

Fight for freedom with a brainstorm

Like Chuck Norris in a geek form

From Omega to Mars

From the Council to the seediest bars

From the reaches of space

To the pillars of Asari grace

There are battle-worn batarians lacking in humility

Turians a braggin' bout their reach and flexibility

The clutter of the cities spreads to the loneliest stars

But no matter what scars you bear

Whatever uniform you wear

You can fight like a Krogan, run like a leopard

But you'll never be better than Commander Shepard

In the Citadel's halls

Inside the shining walls

Hear the stories from Earth

Fighters try to prove their worth

Salarian science smothered in idiom

About as stimulating as scanning for iridium

But one tale holds every mind enthralled

Cos no matter what scars you bear

Whatever uniform you wear

You can fight like a Krogan, run like a leaopard

But you'll never be better than Commander Shepard

COMMANDER SHEPARD!

Cos no matter what scars you bear

Whatever uniform you wear

You can fight like a Krogan, run like a leaopard

But you'll never be better than Commander Shepard

Never be better than Commander Shepard

ASSUMING CONTROL

Woke up in a tin can don't remember my name

Don't know how I got here or from where I came

My mind is an ocean, dark and clouded and deep

Under fathoms of blankness liquid secrets I keep

This child is my saviour, my reason to be

Underneath all my crashing waves she's safe in this sea

A lumbering hulk aside a delicate flower

A gentle leviathan of terrible power

And I dream of the sea

Broken machinery

And I dream of the sea

There's no rapture for me

I walk through the water with my only friend

We search for dead angels, on eachother depend

I'll follow her lead now wherever she'll go

Little sister, you're all that I know

Little sister, you're all that I know

And I dream of the sea

Broken machinery

And I dream of the sea

There's no rapture for me

(walk through the water with my only friend

search for dead angels on eachother depend)

Little sister, you're all that I know

Close my weary eyes

Under choking clouds of ash and darkest dust

The silver kiss of sleep is lost

I can feel these broken cogs begin to rust

But when the end finally comes I won't despair

I'll just keep on hoping I might see you there

Try to keep a blank page

But these memories they cloud my mind with grief

Faces lost forever

And the guilt of feeling some kind of relief

But when the end finally comes I won't despair

I'll just keep on hoping I might see you there

Maria...

As this world of twisted metal falls

I can hear the demons tearing down the walls

In the face of so much hate and cruelty

In my mind's eye my angel's all I see

But when the end finally comes I won't despair

I'll just keep on hoping I might see you there

Maria...

Ten long years I can see your ghost

Well now.. Welcome to Delta, boys!

The first rule of the Cog is...

Boy get your head down!

Boy get your head down!

Boy get your head down!

Born to a world of struggle

Raised with my brothers three

As I boy I learned through a burning world

That nothin ever comes for free

As soon as I could hold a gun now

I was out on the killing fields

Fightin in a war to save my home

From a foe that will never yield

But we won't stop because we're brothers in blood now

We'll meet again now at the end of the line

Try not to think about what fate throws before me

Reporting for duty, sir!

'What's your name, son?'

Private Clay Carmine

(You're a Gear now, son!)

Private Clay Carmine

(You're a Gear now, son!)

Boy get your head down!

(You're a gear now, son!)

On a cold and cruel morning

Under a burning sky

My brother Ant took a bullet to the head

Never even got to say goodbye

The very next year as the battle raged

Got a letter from my brother Ben

It was signed by a 'Sgt Fenix'

I knew I'd never see him again

But we won't stop because we're brothers in blood now

We'll meet again now at the end of the line

Try not to think about what fate throws before me

Reporting for duty, sir!

'What's your name, son?'

Private Clay Carmine

(You're a Gear now, son!)

Private Clay Carmine

(You're a Gear now, son!)

Now the cities are laid to ruin

And we fight on through the years

No end in sight no light of hope

Man, don't it just grind your gears

But we won't stop because we're brothers in blood now

We'll meet again now at the end of the line

Try not to think about what fate throws before me

Reporting for duty, sir!

'What's your name, son?'

Private Clay Carmine

(You're a Gear now, son!)

Private Clay Carmine

(You're a Gear now, son!)

Private Clay Carmine

(Don't it just grind your gears now)

Back in your hole!

Boy get your head down!

Boy get your head down!

Boy get your head down!

(You're a Gear now son!)

Fight for your values and fight for your friends

Fight through this blight find the light at the end

Through the age of the Dragon the people will talk

Of the day they were saved by a hero

Named Hawke

Come take a seat and I will recite you a tale

Of bold adventure spanning both sides of the veil

I knew a champion, we travelled far and wide

We saw so many wonders roving side by side

In the streets of Kirkwall we brought help to those in need

Word it spread so quickly of our dealings and our deeds

Fight for your values and fight for your friends

Fight through this blight find the light at the end

Through the age of the Dragon the people will talk

Of the day they were saved by a hero

Named Hawke

Into the deepest roads we ventured in the black

If we had only known what we were bringing back

We felt the fire of every Templar, every Mage

Caught in the crossfire of their politics and rage

Had to pull some strings and get them off eachother's backs

There was a much greater danger waiting to attack

Fight for your values and fight for your friends

Fight through this blight find the light at the end

Through the age of the Dragon the people will talk

Of the day they were saved by a hero

Named Hawke

Just a lowly refugee, your champion arrived

Brown shores of Ferelden fade to Kirkwall's buzzing hive

Rose above the poverty and rose above the pain

My friend became the saviour of the white city of chains

Fight for your values and fight for your friends

Fight through this blight find the light at the end

Through the age of the Dragon the people will talk

Of the day they were saved by a hero

Named Hawke

Why won't they get rid of Second Chance?

When I shoot some dude he should not drop down and breakdance!

Why won't they get rid of Second Chance?

You'll get fuckin' teabagged if I see you in that stance

Blopshot (Blopshot!) Automatic dropshot

What kinda shooter rewards you cos you got shot

Blopshot (Blopshot!) Automatic dropshot

What kinda shooter rewards you cos you got shot

Been dealin' with this bullshit since Call Of Duty 4

It drove us nuts in MW2 and World At War

So if you see a team-mate scrape his ass across the floor

Just drop your balls into his face, belittle him some more

Why won't they get rid of Second Chance?

When I shoot some dude he should not drop down and breakdance!

Why won't they get rid of Second Chance?

You'll get fuckin' teabagged if I see you in that stance

Blopshot (Blopshot!) Automatic dropshot

What kinda shooter rewards you cos you got shot

Blopshot (Blopshot!) Automatic dropshot

What kinda shooter rewards you cos you got shot

Now we all got so crazy when Black Ops hit the shelves

We went and got our hopes up, got way ahead of ourselves

Now every goddamn corner someone's crawling on thier crack

Leaving skidmarks on the maps, Treyarch I want my money back

Why won't they get rid of Second Chance?

When I shoot some dude he should not drop down and breakdance!

Why won't they get rid of Second Chance?

You'll get fuckin' teabagged if I see you in that stance

I suck... you suck

I suck at Call Of Duty

I try to run and gun yeah, MP5 or UMP

But every corner that I turn, somebody's shankin' me

I switch over to Noob-tube, RPG and Semtex class

But spend most of the game exploding my own stupid ass

They tell me I'm as useless as a stripper with no booty

My friend I'm inclined to agree 'cos I suck

[YOU SUCK!]

I suck at Call Of Duty!

[YOU SUCK]

I watch videos by Blame Truth. Thunder, Hutch, Seananners too

I get myself all psyched up thinkin' 'I can do that too!'

I get online and my excitement turns into dismay

I rage and swear as 10th prestiges kick my ass all day

They tell me I'm as useless as a stripper with no booty

My friend I'm inclined to agree 'cos I suck

[YOU SUCK!]

I suck at Call Of Duty!

Even when I think I'm in the zone

Still get sniped on Overgrown

No Scope, Quick-Scope - not a clue

Dyin's all I ever do, yeah

I certainly ain't Grizz

I try camping in a corner with a claymore and my rangers

But my hands start shakin' and my brain starts achin' at the very first sign of danger

I can Noob-Tube, tac-knife, M16-Red-Dot it's all the same

I'll still go minus 50 kills in every freakin game!

They tell me I'm as useless as a stripper with no booty

My friend I'm inclined to agree 'cos I suck

[YOU SUCK!]

I suck at Call Of Duty!

[There's no hope for me]

I suck at Call Of Duty!

Well I'm a foul mouth, deranged, alcoholic space pirate

Livin' in disarray

I got a pissed off cybernetic robot friend

And man, we're gonna ruin your day

Crash landed on this planet and some psycho attacked us

So we shot him in the balls and kicked him into a cactus

Now a thousand angry mutant wanna come out and play

All hell is breakin' loose and I like it this way!

Cause there's a

Storm comin'!

Bullets gettin hot, hear those

Guns drummin'

Somebody's gettin' shot, there's a

Storm comin'!

About to lose control of your

Rear plumbing

Fire in your hole!!

Fire in your hole!!

Got a cold, hard grudge and revenge is the goal

Now it's time to sing the murder blues

Got your name etched into my brain and my soul

Sarrano, time to pay your dues

Sixty thousand ways for these psychos to die

Bottle rocket up your butt and send you into the sky

Kick you off of cliffs and buildings, laugh at you as you fall

Take a power drill and skewer you into a wall!

Cause there's a

Storm comin'!

Bullets gettin hot, hear those

Guns drummin'

Somebody's gettin' shot, there's a

Storm comin'!

About to lose control of your

Rear plumbing

Fire in your hole!!

Fire in your hole!!

Now we stumbled on a girl named Trischka

Another lunatic for our crew

She keeps threatenin' to murder my manly bits

Lady what the hell is wrong with you?

That's right... comin' for ya!

Whoo!

Cause there's a

Storm comin'!

Bullets gettin hot, hear those

Guns drummin'

Somebody's gettin' shot, there's a

Storm comin'!

About to lose control of your

Rear plumbing

Fire in your hole!!

Fire in your hole!!

Riddle me this now, riddle me that

Does anyone really know the mind of the Bat?

I live the shadows, I work in the shade

A cape and a mask, a lonely keeper's crusade

Can you tell me I'm not insane?

Sometimes I get this feeling about the law I'm dealing

Am I letting my reason wane?

Have I been forsaken on this path I've taken?

Check my head, I guess the joke's on me

I'm not laughing at the irony

Oh no

So riddle me this now, and riddle me that

Does anyone really know the mind of the Bat?

Can you tell me has something changed?

These rewards are zero cause I ain't no hero

Do you know it when you go strange?

Is your taunting true, am I as crazy as you?

Wherever you're going, whatever you do

I'm out in the black keeping watch over you

So poison the Ivy with your crocodile tears

We're climbing the vines to the heart of your fears

Check my head, I guess the joke's on me

I'm not laughing at the irony

Oh no

Look to the sky tonight

I scan the highest heights

Check my head, I guess the joke's on me

I'm not laughing at the irony

Oh no

So riddle me this now, and riddle me that

Does anyone really know the mind of the Bat?

Sweet L.A.

I gave my broken soul to you

Sweet L.A.

Why do you hurt me like you do?

I keep running and rushing to catch a clue

To the mystery of your dark heart

I could never have known

From the signs I was shown

That the game was rigged from the start

Sweet L.A.

All of these trials you've put me through

Sweet L.A.

Why do you hurt me like you do??

Underneath all the glamour and flashing lights

There are shadows nobody sees

In the dim of your dusk

You're a cold bloody husk

Spreading poison into the breeze

Sweet L.A.

Why do you hurt me like you do?

Open the oldest wounds

These memories haunt me

Your secrets and crooked smiles

They torment and taunt me

I long for atonement's arms

Carry me back

But the reel keeps on spinning loose and the screen

Is fading to black

Sweet L.A.

I gave my broken soul to you

Sweet L.A.

Why do you hurt me like you do?

Under a silver sky I wander

These broken highways have become my home

Alone in a world of rust and ruin stay

Through grey civilisation's dust I roam

And my wasteland soul

Never will be truly whole

My only remaining goal now to survive

Someday the rains will come and wash it all away...

The heart of the wasteland will awaken on this day

Shattered remains of once great cities

These silent highways lead to halls of stone

Every horizon sees it closer now

I venture onwards into the unknown

And my calloused hands

Have learned to weather and withstand

The tribulations of this land

In which I strive

Someday the rains will come and wash it all away...

The heart of the wasteland will awaken on this day

Tin cans and bottlecaps and twisted steel

This world's seen better days I'm sure

But I'd give every withered wealth I've found

For just a glimpse of something pure

But my wasteland soul

Never will be truly whole

My only remaining goal now to survive

Someday the rains will come and wash it all away...

The heart of the wasteland will awaken on this day

The heart of the wasteland...

96 you were the king of the world

Badass in every way

Huntin' the invaders yeah a smooth operator

Kickin' ass and savin' the day

DUKE: 'Hey, that's not fair!'

Fans: 'Who are you supposed to be now??'

DUKE: 'Don't you know who I am?'

Fans: 'You're an out of date, redundant sacred cow !!'

Duke (Duke!) You used to be cool

But you gotta make your mind up if you're modern or old school

Duke (Duke!) You used to be cool

Learn to kick ass again and get rid of that lame 2 weapon rule

And then the world might not be so cruel...

So we waited for your regal return

How could we know you'd become

A fuckin' pussy hidin' behind a wall

Shit- I guess you found more gum

DUKE: 'Things have changed in 12 years'

Fans: 'You've become a wimp since then!'

DUKE: 'Shit - gettin' drunk off one beer'

Fans: 'You should still be sober after ten!'

Duke (Duke) You used to be cool

But you gotta make your mind up if you're modern or old school

Duke (Duke) You used to be cool

Learn to kick ass again and get rid of that lame 2 weapon rule

And then the world might not be so cruel...

'Now I'm really pissed off'

And the aliens say...

'WE WANT YOUR WOMEN!! WE WANT YOUR WOMEN!!!

GIVE US YOUR WOMEN!!! GIVE US YOUR WOMEN!!!'

Duke (Duke) You used to be cool

But you gotta make your mind up if you're modern or old school

Duke (Duke) You used to be cool

Learn to kick ass again and get rid of that lame 2 weapon rule

And then the world might not be so cruel...

So cruel....

Somewhere over the rainbow

Way up high

There's a land that I heard of

Once in a lullaby.

Somewhere over the rainbow

Skies are blue

And the dreams that you dare to dream

Really do come true.

Someday I'll wish upon a star

And wake up where the clouds are far behind me

Where troubles melt like lemon drops

A way above the chimney tops

That's where you'll find me.

Somewhere over the rainbow

Bluebirds fly

Birds fly over the rainbow

Why then, oh why can't I.

Someday I'll wish upon a star

And wake up where the clouds are far behind me

Where troubles melt like lemon drops

A way above the chimney tops

That's where you'll find me.

Somewhere over the rainbow

Bluebirds fly

Birds fly over the rainbow

Why then, oh why can't I.

The happy little bluebirds fly beyond [i]the rainbow

Why, oh why, can't I...

Bayum Bitch!

Legend of Thunder

Noobs hit the floor

When they hear that Thunder roar

Bayum Bitch!

Legend of Thunder

Louder than Thor

Can you hear that Thunder roar?

Legend of Thunder

Make ya laugh, bring a little bit of fun to your day

Entertainin' and campaignin' for a better COD way

Every Ghost bitch hidin' in a corner gonna fall

Cos our boy's gonna hunt ya down and massacre you all!

Noobs hit the floor

When they hear that Thunder roar

Bayum Bitch!

Legend of Thunder

Louder than Thor

Can you hear that Thunder roar?

Legend of Thunder

(Get owned son! Alright guys, here we go - it's Chopper Gunner time!!!)

He's comin' after all you motherfuckin' campers

See Thunder comin' and you shit your damn Pampers

Runnin' and a gunnin' C.O.D. - O.C.D.

Get your Beast Pro on and sing it with me

Noobs hit the floor

When they hear that Thunder roar

Bayum Bitch!

Legend of Thunder

Louder than Thor

Can you hear that Thunder roar?

Legend of Thunder

(What you doing campin' in that corner, little Ghost bitch? Get owned, son! BAYUM!)