https://genius.com/Uncle-nuno-mormon-on-a-rampage-lyrics Reggae “Mormon on a Rampage” builds its entire identity around contrast. The word “rampage” normally signals destruction, fury, and loss of control. Here, it signals the opposite: an uncontrollable surge of service. The song takes suburban imagery—cookies, casseroles, lawn mowing, fence repair—and magnifies it to comic-book scale. The central character is depicted as tireless and almost mythic. He doesn’t walk; he runs down the block with a casserole glow. He doesn’t wait to be asked; he’s already hauling out the trash. Scriptures sit “in his holster,” suggesting both devotion and readiness, while “service in his veins” frames kindness as his fuel. Verse by verse, the exaggeration escalates. He fixes bikes, sinks, and fences before explanations finish. He builds sheds for strangers. When someone sighs about a bad day, he materializes like a superhero, bursting through barriers to repair whatever went wrong. The humor relies on this overstatement—kindness portrayed as an unstoppable force of nature. The bridge intensifies the metaphor: a “kindness storm,” casseroles hotter than the planet’s core, smiles widening in the face of resistance. Even refusal can’t slow him down. The rampage is relentless, but it’s relentlessly positive. Set in a reggae style, the laid-back groove contrasts with the lyrical hyperactivity. That tension—between calm rhythm and frantic generosity—adds to the comedic charm. Ultimately, the song paints a portrait of service turned into spectacle. Good deeds aren’t occasional acts; they’re flying “every which way.” “Mormon on a Rampage” transforms the language of chaos into a celebration of neighborly devotion taken to joyful, absurd extremes.
Lyrics
[Intro] Mormoooon on the rampaaaaaage (rampaaaaaage) He’s doin’ good deeds non-stoooop! [Hook] There’s a Mormon on the rampaaaaaage (rampaaaaaage) But don’t you fear He’s handin’ out free cookies here—oh yeah But don’t you fear There’s a Mormon on the rampaaaaaage (rampaaaaaage) But don’t you fear He’s mowin’ every stranger’s lawn—oh yeah But don’t you fear [Verse 1] He’s runnin’ down the block with a casserole glow With a “HELLO FRIEND!” that hits like a tornado Bustin’ through the crowd with a missionary grin If your trash needs takin’ out—he’s already jumpin’ in He’s got scriptures in his holster And service in his veins He’ll fix your fence, your bike, your sink Before you can explain [Hook] There’s a Mormon on the rampaaaaaage (rampaaaaaage) But don’t you fear He’s sweepin’ up your driveway now—oh yeah But don’t you fear There’s a Mormon on the rampaaaaaage (rampaaaaaage) But don’t you fear He’s cleanin’ out your gutters too—oh yeah But don’t you fear [Verse 2] No time—no time to slow it down He’s helpin’ every neighbor in the whole dang town He’s passin’ out good vibes like a wild machine He even built a shed for someone he’d never seen And when he hears someone sigh: “Oh no, my day is wrecked…” He pops through the wall like service Hulk— “LET ME FIX THAT CHECK!” [Bridge] He’s knock-knock-knockin’ like a kindness storm With a casserole hotter than the planet’s core If you try to say no—he just smiles more You’ve never been uplifted this hard before [Hook] There’s a Mormon on the rampaaaaaage (rampaaaaaage) But don’t you fear He’s paintin’ half the neighborhood—oh yeah But don’t you fear There’s a Mormon on the rampaaaaaage (rampaaaaaage) But don’t you fear He’s never stoppin’, never tired—oh yeah But don’t you fear [Outro] Rampaaaaaage (rampaaaaaage) Rampaaaaaage (rampaaaaaage) Good deeds flyin’ every which way— Mormon on the rampaaaaaage!
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