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  1. Psycho Diapers

From the recording Turntable Tribulations

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Psycho Diapers is a mini rock opera in four chapters strung together by fake commercial jingles. It chronicles the story of a despotic man child, unloved by his rich, busy family, shuttled off to boarding school where he learns to wheel and deal to rise to the upper political echelons, only to be brought down when he crosses the wrong group and they use his attraction to their female leader as a foil for his social demise.

Meg Cratty: Lead vox, electric ukulele
Mr. Strontium: Back Up Vox, Drums/Percussion
Catniss Evergreen: trumpet
Mixed and Mastered by Jon Huxtable, Smallfish Recordings
Produced by Mr. Strontium
Written by The Margaret Hooligans

Lyrics

What is he doing
He's smiling
What is he doing
He's crying
He can't control his feelings
Now there's flames licking the ceiling

Dad has an important job
Can't be bothered with this child
Send him away where he can stay
He won't set any more fires this way
He's gotta go
To a special home
He's gotta go
To a special home

At the school for troubled boys
He finds his own special joy
A politician's son
Can always get it done

He charms his way with teachers
He's got the bead on preachers
The kids line up to do his bidding
He always has to be winning
He's no fool
He plays it cool
He's no fool
He rules the school
He's no fool
He's a little cruel

(Hey Scarecrow! You're listening to Amish Hip Hop in Paradise!
Mr. Potter, go to Smallfish and turn your music into magic!)

Come with me
Come celebrate
The world is ours to adjudicate
The offer won't last don't hesitate
You can line your pockets
While you stir their hate

(Bad things happen in Philadelphia, it's a very sour city)

Take a ride in my motorcade
You can see in their eyes they need this serenade
You will want for nothing in this world parade
Just stick with me boy, you've got it made
I've got a gold, I've got a gold touch

Everything you want boy
Is at your grasp
They can read in your eyes
You don't need to ask
Your wishes are at their command
Try it out, you'll soon understand
I've got a gold, I've got a gold touch
I've got a gold, I've got a gold touch

All he needed was his love
Just a little of his love
All he needed was a hug from his daddy
Now he's a monster

(Where did you get them slacks? You got them at T.J. Maxx? T.J.'s, yes!
Where did you get that shiny guitar? You got it at Jon Taffer's Rock n' Roll Rescue Bar! Clean up this filthy drum set or I won't save your jazz ensemble!)

Do you think
I'm impressed by you
Just cuz you rule the school
Fools are they
Simps and rubes
They don't know what's cool

If you want to get with me
You need to prove yourself
They said you were wicked and free
When they sent you here

(Pied pipers wear their psycho diapers
Blowing for their nesting vipers baby)

We could be
Hellions for a new age
Feared and free
We could set the stage
Come with me
It takes nothing to be brave

They set the trap
He's been ensared
A fool to fall in love
Let's follow the plan
As we've prepared
Our fall guy will be removed

Sold him down, down
Down the river
Put him in a social isolation chamber
He has no friends
No allies to support him
Don't mess with us
The Hellions of Barnubias

(When you're eating a McRib you better be wearing a McBib, or that meat will splatter all over your body, all over your body)

I used to worry
About kissing you
Now I worry
About not kissing you
I don't know what I've been told
I just know that I've been sold
I don't know what I don't know

I've been lost in this place
Climbing these four walls
I don't know how to live alone

Every day is the same
When you feel this way
And nothing ever changes

They watched me climb
I committed social suicide
For a love that was untrue
When all I wanted was you

I don't know what I don't know
I just know what I've been told
I don't know what I don't know
I just know that I've been sold
I don't know what I don't know
I don't know what I've been told
I don't know what I don't know
I just know that I've been sold
I don't know what I don't know
I just know what I've been told
I don't know what I don't know
I just know that I've been sold
I don't know what I don't know
I just know what I've been told
I don't know what I don't know
I just know that I've been sold
I don't know what I don't know
I just know what I've been told
I don't know what I don't know
I just know what I've been told
I don't know what I don't know
I just know that I've been sold
I don't know what I don't know
I don't know what I don't know
I don't know what I don't know
I don't know what I don't know
I just know what I've been told
I don't know what I don't know
I just know that I've been sold
I don't know what I don't know
I just know that I've been sold