Story Behind The Song

This was a rant left on my answering machine

Song Description

Fight Club Rant - Drum n Bass

Lyrics

FIGHT CLUB

Fight Club, man I love that movie. I really love that movie. It is such a great movie. It?s got such a great message about consumerism and the male backlash from men being raised by their mothers. It?s about fatherless disenchantment. Yeah! It?s about rage. It?s about the feminists and everything they created for us. Just like that joke. Remember that joke? How many feminists does it take to screw in a light bulb? Do you know? Do you know? How many feminists does it take to screw in a light bulb? Who fucking cares! They?re feminists! They hate men! I don?t have room for that! I don?t have room for any group of people who hate men. I take up enough room on my own just hating myself. But Fight Club, man! Fight Club changed all that for me. It?s because of Fincher. Palahniuk, too! But I don?t read anything but the Post so it?s mostly Fincher! I love that guy! I love that David Fincher. He?s one of the best directors in the whole world. He?s better than Fellini! He?s better than Kurasawa! He?s better than the guy who made that movie about that boat I didn?t see! His movies are so dark! They are so fucking dark, man! I have an easier time finding the bathroom in the black of a strange hotel room than I do finding actors pupils in a Fincher film. And it?s not just Fight Club! All of his movies kick fucking ass. Fight Club. Seven. The Game. Alien 3. Okay, so Alien 3 blew chunks. But they can?t all be good. They can?t all be winners. Look at my last three girlfriends. Case closed, end of story. That?s why I give him a break. That?s why I cut him some slack. He inspires me, man. He makes me want to be a better person! Just like Brad Pitt. Can you believe the fucking abs on Brad Pitt in that movie? He is just so handsome, man. He is so fucking good looking. If I were gay. If I were gay, he would need to put out a restraining order on me because I?d follow him around for days with duct tape and aluminum foil. That?s just how I feel, dude. The movie just fucking inspires me. And it?s not just me! I?m not the only one. Look at those fuckers in France. Those fuckers in France! Who fucked up that McDonalds and when they got caught and were brought to trial they said, ?We are not merchandising, we are not the act of globalization. We are human French fucking beings and we will not be reduced to the same bitter components of a McVeggie burger. We will stand up. We will matter. We will fight against the American Campaign of Business Rape By Numbers.? Guaranteed those frogs saw Fight Club. Or at least the trailer or a poster. And so what if the French are really just mad that we?ve had to save their asses twice in two major wars and so what if that douche bag, Bove? is just going to start merchandising globally himself with book tours and speaking engagements and T-shirts that say fuck Ronald McDonald on them. So fucking what if he?s ultimately as stupid and pathetic as that Strohs beers commercial guy that the Canadians are squirting all over right now cause they can?t remember the last time they had good a self-image or bowel movement. It?s the thought that counts, right? Isn?t it the thought that always counts? Sure it does. Because in the end he may be crawling in bed with Satan but he?s fucking Old Nick from behind and if you ever get a chance to fuck the Prince of Darkness in the bum well hell Pierre, drop your Roquefort, grab your cock and run.

Grab your cock and run
Grab your cock and go
Grab your cock and run
Grab your cock and go
Satan

Grab your cock and run
Grab your cock and go
Grab your cock and run
Grab your cock and go
Satan


WIND DOWN

We are no longer unique
We are no longer new
We no longer try to say anything different
We are the same sad self-righteous re-mix
Of classic originals long since smothered by their own vomit

We?ve lost the ability to create
Only repetition and destruction remain

I have seen the future of America and it can?t remember if I ordered mustard or mayonnaise on my Blimpie?s Best?somewhere God is laughing his ass off.