
⚡A wild tribute to vintage chaos and comic rebellion!⚡
🧠 Inspired by the legendary satirical spirit of the golden age of parody,
this track blends distorted guitars, cartoon mayhem, and lyrical mockery.
👺 Gap-toothed grins, fold-in truths, spies in war — it's all here.
🤘 Loud. Sarcastic. Unapologetically MAD.
🎤 Genre: Rock / Satirical Punk
📚 Themes: Pop culture, parody, rebellion, humor
🌀 For fans of: Weird Al, The Offspring, Dead Kennedys, and pure cartoon anarchy
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Turn the page, what do I see? A grinning face, dumb as can be "What, me worry?" — that's the creed Of the king of satire, planting the seed Fold the back, reveal the lie Truth disguised in black and white Cartoon chaos, twisted fun Since '52, it's never done (Pre-Chorus) Spy vs. Spy in a deadly game Boom and bang, it's all insane A lampoon legacy, crude and loud We laughed too hard — we're not too proud! (Chorus) We are the children of MAD, Raised on the weird and the bad Mocking the world with a pen in hand Tearing down every sacred brand From Hollywood to Capitol Hill We flipped the bird and had our fill In the margins, truth was dressed in drag Wave the freak flag — long live the gag! (Verse 2) Movie parodies, out of control "Star Bores" and "Batboy" stole the soul Moronic ads and fake reviews Taught us not to trust the news Don Martin’s feet, flop-bleep-blam Sound effects from Uncle Sam Sergio's scribbles crawling wide No space safe from MAD inside (Pre-Chorus) Dave Berg’s people made us see The freak was really… you and me A cheapo rag with brains to burn We laughed, we cried — we never learned! (Chorus) We are the children of MAD, Raised on the weird and the bad Mocking the world with a pen in hand Tearing down every sacred brand From Hollywood to Capitol Hill We flipped the bird and had our fill In the margins, truth was dressed in drag Wave the freak flag — long live the gag! (Bridge - spoken/screamed) No ads? No rules? Just total cartoon anarchy! This ain’t Newsweek — it’s the lunatic’s creed! MAD was the mirror we tried to avoid... But it showed our face... ...with a whoopee cushion noise! (Final Chorus) We are the children of MAD, Rebels in ink, forever rad With Alfred smirking in our soul We’ll never let the madness go! So fold it in, and twist your view The joke’s on me, the joke’s on you Truth in satire, sharp and sad — That’s the gospel according to MAD!