Mechanical Peasants

I’ve never been much of a wrestling fan or really a fan of any kind of sport, but I’m a huge fan of superheroes specifically Marvel. And seeing as how there is a wrestler in the Marvel universe I thought I would take this as an opportunity to actually write a song about a nerdy topic for once. This song tells the story of one specific scene in the 2000 movie X-Men as you can see in the promo video I included. Wolverine’s origin as Weapon X, his days cage-fighting at a bar, and his inevitable removal from the venue, which coincides with his paternal instincts to nurture and protect.

I created a series of high energy parts to build tension and excitement during an entrance, focused on capturing a clear “first sound” that would immediately perk up a crowd. This transitioned to a build section that could be easily repeated by a DJ to allow for anticipation and reveal timing to be right, then landing on a big loud part that would support pyro and other lighting as the performer enters the arena. These parts are all present within our final track as elements of the verses, although not lined up exactly as they are in the theme, as we understood the judges’ feedback in discord to allow.

WEAPON X – MECHANICAL PEASANTS

Yeah, I got the toughest exterior,
Maybe not tough, but it just heals better,
Bone graft adamantium,
Used to tell folks, nope, that it can’t be done

But they laid me down and chopped me to pieces,
Analyzed electrophoresis,
Gave me a blade prosthesis
In between the knuckles of every single one of my fingers

Then they took my memories,
Erased more than a century,
Made man a machine that could fight their enemies

I fought in every major conflict,
Even Days of Future Past with the timeslip,
But we’ll get to that later,
This story takes place before the time of Xavier

What do you think of me now
When your back’s against the cage?
I don’t know who I am, but I’ll take that wage,
I only get stronger with age

Okay, my back’s to the cage, back to the stage of life
Like knives cutting, peeling away,
The same routines and the same old play,
Survive this night, die a different day

A different way, I think there might be,
But I got a bully that paid to fight me,
A door of drunk punks that’s revolving nightly,
In my game we don’t do a thing politely

I rose to fame and great renown,
They knew me throughout the town,
Now more man than a machine,
They called me “The Wolverine”

Finding my own, had a job and a home,
But I never could leave well enough well alone,
When a former opponent returned for atonement,
I showed I condoned no remorse for the moment

What do you think of me now
When your back’s against the cage?
I don’t know who I am, but I’ll tame that rage,
I only get stronger with age

Bartender tried to kick me out,
“Get out of my bar freak!” I heard him shout,
I conveyed that it wasn’t right
And that you shouldn’t bring a gun to a knife fight

Yeah, they call me fatherly,
Shoot, I can’t say that it bothers me,
X23, Rogue, & Jubilee,
What did they do to me to make these kids see right through me?

The downfall of my story?
My own fall from glory?
I don’t mean to flex, but more or less
It’s because I'm the best

But rather than choose to fight,
I choose to feel,
Rather than injure,
I choose to heal