Brock Samson: "Jock Rock" my ass. Listen to those lyrics, man! It's all about love and longing—
HeLPER: Defiant Beeping
Brock Samson: Yes, and Hobbits.
—The Venture Brothers, I Know Why The Caged Bird Kills.
And I'm more rock and roll than you've ever been!
Don't believe me? Ask Led Zeppelin!
Don't believe me? Ask Led Zeppelin!
They sang of forests, elves, and trolls
The urge to kill them on the spot we barely could control
The urge to kill them on the spot we barely could control
— Ghoul, "Pleasant Screams (Forbidden Crypts)"
The trail of our campaign attracted great scorn
But we ventured onwards through the Tundra of Tor
Soon I had attracted a posse of trolls
Who'd grown fat and sloppy from the roasting of souls!
But we were surrounded at the Valley of Krin
And it was a battle we never could win
But still I hacked madly with my back to a wall
Heeding the horn of my funeral call
But we ventured onwards through the Tundra of Tor
Soon I had attracted a posse of trolls
Who'd grown fat and sloppy from the roasting of souls!
But we were surrounded at the Valley of Krin
And it was a battle we never could win
But still I hacked madly with my back to a wall
Heeding the horn of my funeral call
— GWAR, Abyss of Woe
