This song is composed entirely of a spoken monologue, slow and matter-of-fact, deadpan female vocal, against a fairly quick, beat-driven musical background, techno or otherwise as circumstances permit.

Day in night out. [This is the core sample and may be repeated as needed throughout, as well as at the end of the song.]

B.L.A.H. strikes again. What these super-villains attempt. Don't these goons ever sleep? Evil never sleeps. So we can't either. Dr. Dejection must be an Aries. Nah. Too organized. And what exactly is that twisted freak a doctor of anyway? I won't even lower myself to the extent of actually speaking the name of his glowing

gold bimbo paramour. The way she dresses! Doesn't she have any respect for herself as a woman? She should get an original gimmick. That whole apple gag went out with Eden. And that whole lack of pupils thing. That went out with Bronze Age comics. I don't know what he sees in her. When I'm right here. Why am I the sidekick? I don't

know what I was thinking but now I'm a part of this. And it's fun being one of the good guys. And gals. Most of the time. Fearsomely effective. That's sweet little me, all right. Chalk up another win for VALentine Complex!