Anti-Heros

Right around the corner, up the street from Harry May
Theres a little house of horror where all the herberts stay
Polish on their sneakers, dax slime in their hair,
Always acting crazy, but fuck it they dont care
[Chorus]
{H-e-r-b-e-r-t, Moon moon moon Moonstomp}
Everyday at Zestos theyre working at their jobs,
Another 120 they hate their dead end yobs
Dont sleep on the weekends the gleam stays in their eyes,
Dont you call it magic their brains are full of ice
[Chorus]
Always down at the clubs, on good terms with the skins,
Acting like an angel wont pay for their sins
After ever to do, when all of the wreckage clears,
The herberts are left standing, theyll have a few more beers
[ The Herbert Moonstomp Lyrics ]