Daria Dance
Party
©2008 The Angst Guy
(theangstguy@yahoo.com)
Daria and associated
characters are ©2008 MTV Networks
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Synopsis: Song lyrics about an alternate-universe Daria that
you aren’t likely to recognize—once the sun goes down.
Author's Notes: This Daria
bit gained life in a PPMB thread called, “Scenes no Daria fanfic should ever
have!” (part IV). I have no idea how it came to me,
but I could hear even the music to go with the song. Seemed like a good idea at
the time. Enjoy!
Acknowledgements: To the makers of mental-health products
everywhere.
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Rap lyrics by Something Something Explosion
(formerly
Mystik Spiral)
Think your IQ’s high? You
think you’re a smarty?
Then bring it on down to the
Daria
Dance Party.
She wears a green jacket and
a pleated black skirt,
Two combat boots and an
orange T-shirt;
She’s got thick brown hair
and coke-bottle glasses—
But she can shake her booty
with the wildest asses!
She’s a genuine Einstein,
smarter than shit,
But she’s got an attitude
that just won’t quit,
But when she hits the dance
floor, whoa! Fantastic!
You think you’re a brain?
Then don’t be tardy.
Haul your neurons down to
the
Daria
Dance Party.
Watch her steppin’ to the left, then slidin’
to the right,
Watch her burnin’ up the floor till the break of daylight,
Clap her hands in the air, shake her tail feathers twice—
Do a little voodoo and do it
reeeaaal nice!
If you try to outsmart her,
that’s just foolhardy.
Daria
Dance Party.
By day an honor student at
Lawndale High,
But when the sun goes down,
that’s all good-bye,
She can hip-hop, swing, and
do disco, too,
She can
break-dance, jitterbug, and old soft shoe.
She’s a genius with moves
that go way off the chart-y.
She’s the reigning queen of
the
Daria
Dance Party.
Original: 07/04/04, revised 11/21/04, 06/18/06, 09/23/06,
07/26/08
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