Folks, here are the great Cappella vocals of Ian_Michalski! He's truly a superb vocalist! And may Ian Michalski have great success! We hope you ENJOY this sinister dark comedy song, Friends! Best wishes to all of you in your musical careers! God bless!~~~Clay Brian Wilson P.S. It was 3 years ago today ACIDplanet ended.
IT IS NOT WHO WE THINK IT IS
Music & Lyric/Ian Michalski, Adrien Stein & Clay Wilson
Singer: Singee:
Chorus: IT IS NOT WHO WE THINK IT IS I am not who they think I am
It’s fiercer than a cobra’s kiss I’m fiercer than the Son of Sam
Around its face a cobra’s crown
Behind its hood, a beast abounds (Laughs)
We’ll never know who lures them in? They’ll never know who lures them in?
Who lurks behind a leering grin? Who lurks behind my cheerful grin?
But it knows who it really is
It’s fiercer than a cobra’s hiss (Laughs)
Verse: It goes down where it dreams
Underground far from those it fools
There it plans there it schemes
Understand get them after school Get them after school (Laughs)
Chorus: The bus is in the neighborhood The bus is in the neighborhood
It’s waiting by the trees and woods I’m waiting by the trees and woods
It’s selling ice cream (I scream) by the road YUM!
Just waiting while the bus unloads
Verse: Bring them down where it lives
Underground those innocent young (Laughs)
They’re surprised they won’t live
It surmises they know it’s the one
Chief of Police:
Bridge: We will get it at its game
It’ll pay for its evil deeds!
We will never be the same
Till we watch its lifeblood bleed!
Instrumental Interlude Spoken Word:
As the Chief of Police in this fair city, I’m personally issuing a warrant for any red-nosed,
Baggy pants Harlequin freak cobra who dares to slither through the same streets as our
Children! That’s right folks; it’s an all-out war on Bozo the cobra, and absolutely no cobra
Clown is free from legal scrutiny or any other creature! I’d like you all to be forewarned
That this cobra clown is to be considered armed with fangs and extremely lethal!
Singer: Singee:
Chorus: IT IS NOT WHO WE THINK IT IS I am not who they think I am
More blinding than a cobra’s spit I’m fiercer than the Son of Sam
Around its grace a cobra’s crown
Behind its hood, a beast abounds
We’ll never know where it has been? They’ll never know where I have been?
Who lurked behind the fear and sin? Who lurks behind my cheerful grin?
But ours was an ill-fated twist (Taunting laughs)
Cause it’s not who we think! It’s IT! (Wicked laughing with IT cobra’s hiss!)
(IT mushroom clown!)
Extension: But ours is an ill-fated frown (Taunting laughs)
Cause IT’s a ghostly mushroom clown! (Wicked laughing by IT cobra clown!)
But IT is an ill-fated shroud
The clown’s a ghastly mushroom cloud! (Wicked laughing by IT mushroom clown/cloud!)
(IT Mushroom Clown Explosion!)
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