[Verse 1: Rock, Paper, Cynic]
We could play broken telephone
'Till the words we say make up an ancient arcane poem
To wake the Kraken from its slumber
Put Cthulhu on its throne
Didn't mean to bring the end times
They just got here on their own
And language is a hermit crab who's always changing homes
Or homophones
Those phony homes
This broken telephone

[Verse 2: Professor Shyguy]
We could play broken telephone
'Till the words we say fill an ancient arcane tome
We could awaken the Kraken from its home
Or put Cthulhu on his throne
And soothe the beast within our mind
We keep on singing 'till the end of time

Like a little hermit crab
Shedding its home
These homophones
Whoa, these phony homes
We could play broken telephone
[Verse 3: The Doubleclicks]
We could play broken telephone
'Till our words are scratched and meaningless
Like runes on rocks, like ancient tomes
We could play broken telephone
'Till the oceans rise, 'till the Kraken comes
And Cthulhu wakes, and letters and words
Melt into pools and lakes

We could play broken telephone (what's wrong with this poem)
'Till words shed all meanings
Like a hermit crab who sheds her homes
Homophones and phony homes
We could play broken telephone

[Verse 4: Kirby Krackle]
We could play broken telephone
'Till all the sadness in our hearts melts like an ice cream cone
[?] so we won't feel alone
The rent is too damn high on a crab home
Broken telephone
Broken telephone

The world, it changed
Now it leaves the nerds alone
So much money left to make
So they raid your shop and home
Buy your auction's biggest back so you won't feel alone
Australia's burning up, where's the ozone
Broken telephone
Broken telephone
Broken telephone
[Verse 5: Sarah Donner]
We could play broken telephone
The alphabet smells like ice cream cones
Toss the dice and throw me a bone
Broken telephone
Broken telephone

The world has changed
Leaves the nerds alone
So much money to make
So now I'm alone
And Nastalya's losing her ozone
Broken telephone
Broken telephone

[Verse 6: Alter Ego]
We could play broken telephone
The warning sound turns into a drone
Toss the dice, throw me a bone
Broken telephone
Broken telephone

The world has changed and leaves the nerds alone
The money raised earns a bigger home
Nostalgia reigns while losing her ozone
Broken telephone
Broken telephone
Broken telephone
Broken telephone
[Verse 7: Nerds with Guitars]
We could play to raise to raise some money for it
And we could stay for nostalgia's sake
But we both know that we work with what we've got

We both know that the world has changed
And we roll the dice and try to make our play
But we never know
We never know

Broken telephone
We're writing lyrics
Can you hear it?
Just to try to match your tone
Broken telephone
We're part of something bigger, better
Than we would have been alone

[Verse 8: Kari Maaren]
We could play to raise money
But see, we could stay with just nostalgia
But we are not good at caring
About what we are sharing
We don't spend time preparing
And words get in the way

It's not nice, it never will be the same
Roll the dice, don't worry, it's just a game
Sure, it's getting cluttered
Yeah, that singer muttered
Nothing rhymes with fluttered
You don't know what you'll say with broken telephone
Try to match the tone
Together we are part of something bigger than we'd ever be alone!

[Verse 9: Zach Sherwin]
You gotta start with a longer instrumental introduction
Than you'd expect in a one-minute song
We play to raise money
Nostalgia
Caring
Sharing
Without preparing
Reminds me of
Life is demanding
Without understanding
Words get in the way
It's not nice
Never will be the same
Roll the dice
Broken telephone
Bigger than we'd ever be alone
Come on!

Now everything is getting cluttered
The lyrics I've muttered
"There is nothing that rhymes with fluttered"
I mean, except for the two rhymes I just uttered
And guttered
And sputtered
And stuttered
I puttered around and discovered many others
Man, I'm sharp like a box cutter that you stick in a stick of butter from a cow's udder
Lights out, door locked, windows shuttered
Bye

Broken telephone
Bigger than we'd ever be alone
Come on
Broken telephone
Bigger than we'd ever be alone

[Verse 10: Alpha Riff]
Just a bit of an intro
Synth instrumental
Broken telephones with a word to the kinfolk
Pass it along like verbs in the song
From one to the next with a nod to the [?]
Got less than a minute to spin it
With the flick of the wrist, [?] business

Time's a wastin'
Seconds tickin' by with vocal mastication
There may be bars to be had
People laugh track, brain pitter-pat
Take me back to the summer on my [?] in Texas
Memory and sharps [?] my mom [?]
Look at [?] what was done before
[?] out the door

Let's turn it on over to the next killer in the chain of command
Rock, Paper, Cynics in the melodies like to stand up
Let's dance
Here we go with the outro
Clap like you never known
MC comes next in
This game of broken telephone

[Verse 11: Adam WarRock]
Adam WarRock
Broken telephone
Jumpin' on the ground, this is how it goes down

Yeah, what
I woke up this morning
My telephone was broken
[?] to no warning
But it wasn't important, which I had to say
I keep it all memorized and wrapped away
And if I forgot the names that I'm texting with
Or if I got a couple of different suggestions in
What up, Siri? Tell me the story of my city
Maybe see it through my Twitter stream
[?]
The sights you see look through the everyday screens
This is virtual reality, real live scene
With a podcast or two that I listen to
Keep Me Company and Night Vale while I'm chilling to
'Till the day I woke up, found my phone was a brick
And I missed out on all those things cool kids dig

Woke up this morning and my telephone was broken
But it wasn't important, what I'm trying to say
Woke up this morning and my telephone was broken
But it wasn't important, what I was trying to say

[Verse 12: Ask Lovecraft]
Hello. I'm Howard Phillips Lovecraft, and you must understand the telephone was broken to begin with. This is how it goes down. What? Are you listening? This phone, which had broken with no warning, it was broken from the very start. Look, it does not matter what I have to say. You just have to listen to this nightmare in which I find myself trapped. The phone was broken. It was as if it were a brick, useless, lifeless. And yet, it began to ring. In the interminable gloom and fetid air, its ring cut through the night! And I placed its cold, lifeless husk at my ear, and a voice cold as the sepulchral grave whispered into my fleshy aural organ: "Hear what I'm trying to say. You fool! He is already dead."

[Verse 13: Debs & Errol]
Are you listening? Broken from the start
Are you listening? In a nightmare trapped
Does not matter
Bricked and lifeless
Are you listening? Cold and lonely husk
Are you listening? Voices whispering
And yet day brings
Broken, it sings
Are you listening? Hear you, nay

[Verse 14: Jason Anarchy]
Are you listening?
No, I think the phone's borken
I got a lot of words to say, like Aaron Sorkin
Cold, cold and lonely hearts, where does it all start?
Pull yourself together, then take yourself apart
Borken, my heart's borken, it sings
My heart glows blue like Bilbo's sword Sting
I feel insane, I wish, I wish I felt saner
Need to find the treasure, need to find a heart container
Gotta fix, gotta ferx, gotta ferx this borken phone
I have to defend it like Home Alone
I'm borken, I'm borken right in it
I gotta bottle it all up, put a cork in it

Uh
That's right
Represent
Grab your 40-ounce and your multi-sided dice
Nerdcore rap music, 2015
Gotta be me
Gotta be Jason Anarchy
Life's just a hundred-year RPG
That's probably how long it would take to play through Witcher 3
Anybody up for a round of Gwent?

[Verse 15: MC Lars]
Are you listening?
Check
Mm
Haha
I think the phone is a poem
I got a lot of works to say like Aaron Sick-lin
My heart's borken
I wish I felt saner
Need to find a heart container
Gotta fix this furtin phone
Gotta fix it like Home Alone
Put a cork in it
That's right, represent
Grab your 40-ounce and your 40-sided dice
Nerdcore 2016
Anyone up for a round of Kwent? (Anyone up)
Donald Trump, ISIS, global warming (for a round of Kwent?)
Gun laws that are controversial
And obviously should be stricter
Yeah
I'm not gonna leave the house, gonna stay home and play Doom 3
I'm alone looking at the screen like David Foster Wallace

[Verse 16: MC Frontalot]
Are you listening?
Yo my phone's got poems
And it overclocks
[?]
To repeat what I just heard
I'm similar to Aaron Burr
Or Aaron somebody or other who's mad verbose
I got a big old mouth
And underneath my clothes I got a big old heart
And no container for it
Try not enter entertainer territory
Try to echo but the phone requires fixin'
It might be fork time
That's the bind it's in
The mind gets some 40-sided dice in
Anything with bubbles in it New Year's night
As we enter the first and only of our 2016s
Once we're both loaded up
Tell me what playing Kwent means
Is it when you stare at your phone and everything's tappable
Some carrot-top fascist in the new scare
And you're rilin' up the chuckleheaded militants everywhere
When I look at it too long, bound to despair
Rather repair to the big box and play Doom 3
If it isn't panacea enough, it'll soon be
Since we're done for
Whole planet dropping dead
[?]
Something suicidal [?] loneliness, pish posh
Just whisper to the next kid, "purple monkey dishwash...er"

[Verse 17: Tico Souza]
Are you listening
To the poems that echo in this
Phonetic conditioning
Builds nonsense out of what we
Nobody can wait
Our big old mouths will always
Telegraphs spit dots and dashes
Our big old hearts hear what they will

Will this phone require fixing?
Forty sides to every story told
Lang syne we're mixing
Another year of broken telephone
Up to what we are
Monkeys doomed by distant stars
-onists lighting signal fires
And planets dead to raze and raid

Are you listening
To the poems that echo in this
Phonetic conditioning
Builds nonsense out of what we
Nobody can wait
Our big old mouths will always
Telegraphs spit dots and dashes
Our big old hearts hear what they will

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