TWAS ONCE WAS A NAME THAT SOUNDED, FROM MAINE TO THE HILLS OF WISCONSIN,
HE HAD A SHOCK OF RED HAIR, HIS SIZE WAS UNFAIR,
THE MASSIVE MAN -- WOODCOCK JOHNSON
NO HERO RIVALED HIS WISDOM --
NOT HE-MAN, NOR GOKU, NOR YODA
ALAS, THERE WAS ONLY ONE MAN, THE SCOURGE OF THE LAND
THE PRIMATE --
APE BOGOTA
THEY WOULD BATTLE FROM DUSK TIL DAWN,
IN THE STREETS, IN THE VILLAGES AND PARKS
ALL THE TIME JUDGED BY THE MAGISTRATE AND HECKLED BY ANTHONY STARKES
UNTIL ONE DAY A MAN CAME TO TOWN,
A GAMBLER OF SORTS THAT PLACED HIS BID,
HE JOINED THE FIGHT, WHAT HE SAID -- HE DID, THIS NEWCOMER
CALLED -- THE KID
" I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU GUYS THOUGHT" SAID BOGATA TO THE SQUADRON
"BUT I'M GOING THE FUCK HOME" AND LEFT THE GROUP AND SAID
" ITS N. ot M. y P.roblem"
THIS UPSET THE HOARDE, THEIR RAGE SHOOK THE EARTH FROM IT AXIS
"NEVERMIND THAT SHIT" EXCLAIMED THE CLICK
"HERE COMES FLEXIUS ALPHACTUS"
IN THE BLINK OF AN EYE, THE RIOT SOON DIED, IT WAS SAFE TO COME OUT OF YOUR HOME,
BUT EVERYONE WILL REMEMBER, THE 17TH OF SEPTEMBER
AND THE BATTLE OF THE TOWN OF COMBS