Acme Dead End Road
Chakal Lyrics
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I've killed your ass-kissing drawer (artist)
And ripped off your writer's hands
I will never fall in the chasms again, ever!
Now Uncle Chakal is writing our stories
You'll need your thin legs to survive
Acme catalog is my menu, you're my snack
Acme dead-end road
I wanna see a scared face
Shut this moronic smile... Ha, ha, ha, ha!
Although all these engineering projects didn't work
Mail delivery raises my hope
My material is set, good old tricky trap
It's the happiest day of my life
I won't need to work with dynamite
I will rip you only with my teeth
Make a big feather pillow
And kill my ancient starve
You've seen what happens to bad
Bad writers and drawers of 'toons
If they don't ease on our friends
Me and my uncle Chakal will rip 'em too
Acme dead-end road... Roadrunner killed on road
The lyrics of Chakal's song Acme Dead End Road are introspective of a character who has been on a killing spree against the iconic cartoon character Roadrunner. The opening lines 'Roadrunner, run for the last time on my roads, I've killed your ass-kissing drawer (artist) and ripped off your writer's hands,' serve as a clear indication of the character's intentions and his readiness to go to any lengths to achieve them. The later lines 'Now Uncle Chakal is writing our stories, you'll need your thin legs to survive,' suggests that the character has found a new accomplice in Uncle Chakal and he is now making an even more dangerous plan.
The song paints a strange picture of predicament - the character is confident and aware of the risks, evidently scared and perhaps alone in his journey. Lines such as 'Acme catalog is my menu, you're my snack,' and 'I won't need to work with dynamite, I will rip you only with my teeth,' signify a certain level of savagery, and a deep sense of a collective struggle against not only the enemy but also against himself. The song ends with the character's triumph and Roadrunner's demise, 'Acme dead-end road... Roadrunner killed on the road.'
Line by Line Meaning
Roadrunner, run for the last time on my roads
The Roadrunner should flee my territory for good.
I've killed your ass-kissing drawer (artist)
I've eliminated the artist who depicted you positively.
And ripped off your writer's hands
I've mutilated the writer who scripted you successfully.
I will never fall in the chasms again, ever!
I'm determined not to face failure anymore.
Now Uncle Chakal is writing our stories
I'm the one who's creating our narratives now.
You'll need your thin legs to survive
You'll require speed to outpace my schemes.
Acme catalog is my menu, you're my snack
Acme's merchandise serves well as my arsenal, and you're a trivial target to me.
Predator's day due to a foolish booby-trap
Your misguided attempt has made it easier for me to catch you.
Acme dead-end road
A street where you have no escape.
I wanna see a scared face
I'd relish witnessing your fear.
Shut this moronic smile... Ha, ha, ha, ha!
Your cheerful demeanor annoys me, shut it up.
Although all these engineering projects didn't work
Despite several failed attempts with machinery,
Mail delivery raises my hope
I've received the instrument I need to ensnare you.
My material is set, good old tricky trap
My cunning ambush is in place.
It's the happiest day of my life
This triumph is the peak of my joy.
I won't need to work with dynamite
I'll accomplish this task without brute force.
I will rip you only with my teeth
My jaws are enough to crush you.
Make a big feather pillow
Your end will be a soft, plume-filled cushion.
And kill my ancient starve
I'll satiate my long-standing hunger.
You've seen what happens to bad
You've observed the consequences of misdeeds.
Bad writers and drawers of 'toons
Artists whose work displeases us.
If they don't ease on our friends
If they don't stop portraying our allies unfavorably,
Me and my uncle Chakal will rip 'em too
I and my mentor will exact vengeance upon them.
Acme dead-end road... Roadrunner killed on road
The Roadrunner will meet its demise at the Acme dead-end road.
Contributed by Claire A. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
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