Copyright 1995, Greg Wickham
My family still remembers when Daddy's bile rose
Some of our rowdy neighbors went and bloodied Daddy's nose
It pissed him off real good though, and he worked as if possessed
To get those dirty mo-fo's back and show them who was best.
He built somthing to blow them right off their little isle
He figured they'd leave us alone for quite a little while.
(Chorus
1)
You think your friends are pretty tough?
Okay then, Bring 'em on!
Nobody better (expletive deleted) with me
'Cause my Dad's got the bomb.
(Chorus 2)
Daddy's got the bomb
Daddy's got the bomb
Life's been safe and fun for us
Since Daddy got his bomb.
A while later Daddy had a scuffle with some reds
By then he had my brother Mirv to drop it on their heads
Those filthy bastards had one too, but we knew Dad's was better
Sure, maybe they could kill us all, but Dad would kill them deader
Sometimes my Mommy wondered whether Daddy might be MAD
But then the reds surrendered -- and we owe it all to Dad.
Chorus
2
Aliens and shoggoths don't get me too uptight
The terror's gone, and since the bomb, I sleep just fine at night
If Cthulhu tries to eat our heads, we'll shove one up his ass
And watch his look of meek surprise as we all have a blast.
Chorus 1
So if we come to your house I'd advise you -- let us in, and
If we want some of your stuff just hand it over with a grin.
'Cause you don't know what might happen if you don't cooperate
Daddy loves his big red button, and he doesn't like to wait.
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2 twice.