Rock, Paper, Scissor Songtext
von General Tso's Fury

How many times do I have to see
In my head it's 1993
I have the world sittin' in my hands
And the scene playin' over and over again

I could've won you should have seen
The name of Louis would've been the king
But it was a momentary distraction
That was the cause of my delayed reaction

Sweating profusely
The heat is inducing
And I can't feel both of my hands

I should've done what my heart said to
But every time I listen to my gut it sink right down into my shoes
And I can only say the entire blame is on me
For the rock paper scissor riot of 1993

At the championship there's a misconception
That every opponent has a different direction
Every guy there knows just what to do
But the only person who don't know a thing is Zhu


No I'm not talking about you the third guy in the back
I'm talking about the asian not our bro in Iraq
Zhu got to the championship with a stroke of luck
By throwing in some favors from a homocidal duck

The room just keeps spinning
And Zhu just keeps winning
And I am doing the best that I can

I should've done what my heart said to
But every time I listen to my gut it sink right down into my shoes
And I can only say the entire blame is on me
For the rock paper scissor riot of 1993

The time is now
To take a bow
To the man across the room
And prepare yourself
For mental health
And you're impending doom
Then there's a clatter
Something's the matter
As the room get eerily quiet
Then someone will rise
And you'll despise
As they scream to riot


They told me I slipped and bumped my head
And that the officials thought I was dead
Some idiot across the room called Zhu a commie
And threw his bread cart filled with rye and pastrami

Then it was like some action flick
As the room erupted with mounds of sticks
The crew was outside it was clear to see
This was like the riot from 1983