StellarWind Elsydeon (
stellarwind) wrote2008-03-26 11:44 am
THE DUCK is watching you.
I never heard of Alan Moore before this, but clearly, the guy suffers from a bad case of Anatidaephobia.
The March of the Sinister Ducks
Everyone thinks they're such sweet little things...
DUCKS. DUCKS. (Quack-quack, Quack-quack.)
Soft downy feathers and nice little wings...
DUCKS. DUCKS. (Quack-quack, Quack-quack.)
But there's a poison I'd like to administer;
You think they're cuddly, but I think they're sinister!
DUCKS. DUCKS. (Quack-quack, Quack-quack.)
DUCKS. DUCKS. (Quack-quack, Quack-quack.)
What are they doing at night in the park?
DUCKS. DUCKS. (Quack-quack, Quack-quack.)
Think of them waddling about in the dark!
DUCKS. DUCKS. (Quack-quack, Quack-quack.)
Sneering and whispering and stealing your cars,
Reading pornography, smoking cigars!
DUCKS. DUCKS. (Quack-quack, Quack-quack.)
DUCKS. DUCKS. (Quack-quack, Quack-quack.)
Nasty and small, undeserving of life...
DUCKS. DUCKS. (Quack-quack, Quack-quack.)
They'll sneer at your hairstyle and sleep with your wife...
DUCKS. DUCKS. (Quack-quack, Quack-quack.)
Dressed in plaid jackets and horrible shoes,
Getting divorces and turning to booze!
DUCKS. DUCKS. (Quack-quack, Quack-quack.)
DUCKS. DUCKS. (Quack-quack, Quack-quack.)
Forcing old ladies to throw them some bread...
DUCKS. DUCKS. (Quack-quack, Quack-quack.)
Who could deny? They'd be better off DEAD!
DUCKS. DUCKS. (Quack-quack, Quack-quack.)
Look closely and you will recoil in surprise
At web-footed fascists with mad little eyes!
DUCKS. DUCKS. (Quack-quack, Quack-quack.)
DUCKS. DUCKS. (Quack-quack, Quack-quack.)
(If they were all right, how come people keep shooting them?)
The March of the Sinister Ducks
Everyone thinks they're such sweet little things...
DUCKS. DUCKS. (Quack-quack, Quack-quack.)
Soft downy feathers and nice little wings...
DUCKS. DUCKS. (Quack-quack, Quack-quack.)
But there's a poison I'd like to administer;
You think they're cuddly, but I think they're sinister!
DUCKS. DUCKS. (Quack-quack, Quack-quack.)
DUCKS. DUCKS. (Quack-quack, Quack-quack.)
What are they doing at night in the park?
DUCKS. DUCKS. (Quack-quack, Quack-quack.)
Think of them waddling about in the dark!
DUCKS. DUCKS. (Quack-quack, Quack-quack.)
Sneering and whispering and stealing your cars,
Reading pornography, smoking cigars!
DUCKS. DUCKS. (Quack-quack, Quack-quack.)
DUCKS. DUCKS. (Quack-quack, Quack-quack.)
Nasty and small, undeserving of life...
DUCKS. DUCKS. (Quack-quack, Quack-quack.)
They'll sneer at your hairstyle and sleep with your wife...
DUCKS. DUCKS. (Quack-quack, Quack-quack.)
Dressed in plaid jackets and horrible shoes,
Getting divorces and turning to booze!
DUCKS. DUCKS. (Quack-quack, Quack-quack.)
DUCKS. DUCKS. (Quack-quack, Quack-quack.)
Forcing old ladies to throw them some bread...
DUCKS. DUCKS. (Quack-quack, Quack-quack.)
Who could deny? They'd be better off DEAD!
DUCKS. DUCKS. (Quack-quack, Quack-quack.)
Look closely and you will recoil in surprise
At web-footed fascists with mad little eyes!
DUCKS. DUCKS. (Quack-quack, Quack-quack.)
DUCKS. DUCKS. (Quack-quack, Quack-quack.)
(If they were all right, how come people keep shooting them?)
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You'd honestly never heard that song before? o-o
The DUCK must've been watching him... >>'