Octothorpe - The Elements Of Style

Fight Entry Instrumental mix
Maddog on vocals, me on backup vocals, guitar, bass, keyboard, and drums, Seattle's 5th Avenue on ambient sounds. Lyrics were written by Aaron "Stubs" Ondek and edited by Barry "Benny" Brinkman with contributions by Ray C. "Spud" Freeman III.

Lyrics

Carl ate some spicy stuff.
He can take it like a man.
But there are things that he can't.
He has trouble with head bands.
He can't wear pink.
Because of his fear.
That people will judge him.
His sense of style insincere.
Pants, shoes and hair ties.
Leather and purple dye.
Clip, cut, wash, dry.
Metalic foil, hair to fry.
Muscle tone and tanning beds.
Pretty smiles and well shaped heads.
These are elements of style.
But how much are they worthwhile?
Josh liked cows and he liked cats.
He liked clothes and he liked fashion.
But he didn't know key elements.
He had lots of things that were off.
Like a big wide belt.
Made of shiny white knots.
People would look and stare.
He didn't care because he thought he knew.
[Chorus]
Guano is a desert tribesman.
He has nails through his head.
The day he cares about fashion.
Is the day he will be dead.
Fashion has many things.
Guano cares not for the effete.
The elements that he's concerned with.
Are ones that give him food to eat.
[Chorus]
Guano hunts for food all day.
Wearing Gucci just wouldn't pay.
Today he is swathed in cotton,
All he cared of fashion is long forgotten.
Veils and bangles, scarves and belts,
Are prized no more than hides and pelts.
For Guano those fussy elements of style,
Mean no more than his camel's pile.