Cast Their Stones - Ally Venable Band

Okay Listen up, I'm not gonna lie Right now, you couldn't frighten a fly Or scare a seagull off of a fry You ever stop to ask yourselves "Why?" Both of you are super polite Middle class, suburban, and white Well, all of that is finished tonight Except for the white part, obviously Take your places I want scary faces Now go! Bigger, further, harder Not bad Sever a head Preferably someone you know Look at me, I'm so scary Don't be so vanilla Would a little anger kill ya? C'mon, drop your panties I'm trying to fill you With wisdom and skill And the instinct to kill Again, we do not want to kill anyone Fine! But somehow, someway You gotta make 'em see ya' I'm talkin' jump scares The jerky Japanese ghost-walk, plus Learn to throw your voice Fool your friends Fun at parties Now that is cool! I wanna do that! Whatever it takes to make 'em go crazy Raising the stakes by punching a baby Scare 'em awake 'til they break They'll be quaking in fright 'Cause you've got some evil deep down inside you Put all the farmer's markets behind you You've gotta work Gotta haunt 'til it hurts through the night And give those guys the fright of their lives Yeah, yeah! Let's start with things that you hate Hate's a very strong word Perhaps when people are late Or getting pooped on by birds No, what fills you with rage? Being mean to a pet Chefs who use too much sage when they make beurre noisette Over-glutinous food Or when kids call me "dude" Oh, I find that so rude! Well, there's lots there to use Take a deep breath And give me your best primal scream Ah! Barbara, that was brilliant! Really? Try it again Maybe this time pretend like you mean it Ah! That was even better! Thanks! I want freedom But to get my freedom I need them To get a living person to say my name Betelgeuse, Betelgeuse, Betelgeuse? I know that beggars can't be choosers But do they have to be such losers? Both of them are deathly dull and lame Betelgeuse, Betelgeuse, Betelgeuse Why God, slash Satan, did you send these bed wetters? Even, like, a tax attorney would've been better Somebody with gravitas Somebody to fear who Excuse me, Mr. Betelgeuse So, we can kind of hear you Yeah? Well, that was a soliloquy so you're the one who's being rude Whatever it takes to make 'em go crazy Turn all the lights on Dress like a baby Adam, I don't even— no! Get your heads in the game Let's hide their phones Screw their phones! Ugh, these dopes are both hopeless How will I ever survive? Unless they get the fright of their lives (yes, yes, we're feelin' it, they're gonna feel it, we're killin' it!) They gotta get the fright of their lives (we're scary, very, very, scary!) They'll never get the fright of their lives (yeah!)

My mind is clearer now At last all too well I can see where we all soon will be If you strip away the myth from the man You will see where we all soon will be Jesus You've started to believe The things they say of you You really do believe This talk of God is true And all the good you've done Will soon get swept away You've begun to matter more Than the things you say Listen Jesus I don't like what I see All I ask is that you listen to me And remember, I've been your right hand man all along You have set them all on fire They think they've found the new Messiah And they'll hurt you when they find they're wrong I remember when this whole thing began No talk of God then, we called you a man And believe me, my admiration for you hasn't died But every word you say today Gets twisted 'round some other way And they'll hurt you if they think you've lied Nazareth, your famous son should have stayed a great unknown Like his father carving wood He'd have made good Tables, chairs, and oaken chests would have suited Jesus best He'd have caused nobody harm; no one alarm Listen, Jesus, do you care for your race Don't you see we must keep in our place We are occupied; have you forgotten how put down we are I am frightened by the crowd For we are getting much too loud And they'll crush us if we go too far If they go too far Listen, Jesus, to the warning I give Please remember that I want us to live But it's sad to see our chances weakening with every hour All your followers are blind Too much heaven on their minds It was beautiful, but now it's sour Yes it's all gone sour Listen, Jesus, to the warning I give Please remember that I want us to live C'mon, c'mon He won't listen to me C'mon, c'mon He won't listen to me

Spinning your yarn and push each word The race is on to be absurd Around a myth everything turns So all the words go unheard Romeo loves juliet so much It's hollywood in double dutch Married at the steak and seafood place They've got anger written on their face Living out their dream Covered in ice cream Their convictions don't convince me Just a mouthful of glee Don't convince me Just a mouthful of glee Things you have don't make you happy Things that you want don't come your way Things that you've lost are gone forever While you're watching the weather Stories we hear tear us apart What we believe is happening Words are distorted, you'd never think Pushing them to the very brink Living out their dream Covered in ice cream Their convictions don't convince me Just a mouthful of glee The oval blots of scarlet foam Illuminate the silver dome We're no longer descending Now there's no time for a happy ending