MC Frontalot - Shudders (feat. Kid Koala and The Protomen) [OFFICIAL VIDEO] video free download

From the album Question Bedtime http://frontalot.com/cd6 ...

Featuring Kid Koala http://kidkoala.com and The Protomen http://protomen.com

Animated by Chad Essley http://cartoonmonkey.com ...

Lyric:

I wasn’t the smartest boy in the household by a longshot.

I knew of wandering the graveyard that it’s best met with an onslaught

of something called shudders.

It’s when your body trembles and your heart skips, sputters,

and you mutter counter-evils, and you grip on to your charms.

I’ve never comprehended the alarm

caused by things described variously as scary,

terrifying, ghastly. Could I follow this? Barely.

Certainly never felt it. Never shuddered, and my pops

sent me packing, called me bad luck kid, head full of rocks.

I talked so loudly of my ignorance as I roamed,

complained I couldn’t get frightened, and might have bemoaned

that I’d been disowned. A friendly hangman beckoned

but I partied with his danglers, didn’t shudder for a second.

Then I heard about a castle in the distance that was haunted.

Nobody lasted there an evening. Could it be just what I wanted? Didn’t know.

Didn’t know

there was anything

in the world

to be frightened of.

I wasn’t the first one to show up claiming bravery.

The rumored ends of my predecessors were unsavory.

They’d become the catering at a feast of ghouls and spirits!

Neither the king nor his people would set foot near it.

This seemed good; fear, it glistened in their eyes as they spoke.

I figured I could pick the habit up and go

(maybe all the way back home, having understood shuddering).

Did the townspeople deem me a simpleton? Utterly.

What a first night it was, too! The hellbeasts

were like from a nightmare. I think? I don’t get bad dreams.

I tried to nap but the furniture floated and spun.

We did some doughnuts in the stable yard! Fun.

The second night’s vigilance wasn’t any more fruitful:

zombies down the chimney till the whole rec room’s full.

All-bone nine-pin, glad I brought my lathe.

Though I lost some money gambling, my denseness was unscathed.

Third and final evening, my reanimated corpse

cuddle-buddy tried to strangle me. Reliable sources

report that I chucked him back in his coffin and sighed,

despaired of finding shudders locally and set to stride.

Didn’t I want my reward? The hand of the castle’s princess?

A path to power and riches, and this is its ingress?

And this is my dimness, I guess, but I choose to keep questing:

find the next hypothesis of scariness and keep testing.

But here’s that princess requesting that I reconsider.

And as I spy her she reminds me of my babysitter,

a village girl I had a crush on as a lad

who never even noticed that I couldn’t make eye contact.

This one’s staring me down.

She’s used to getting her way, been wearing a crown.

Is she scaring me now, with her “think about it, please?”

I got this odd involuntary shaking in my knees.

Published by Nerdcore Fervor Conglomerated (ASCAP). (C)2014 by MC Frontalot for Level Up Records & Tapes