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Earworm
I get up Friday mornin' and I'm singin' a song
But realise to my surprise there's somethin' seriously wrong
'Cos my brain does a loop when it gets to the end
I hear a verse, then a chorus, then it starts right up again
I sing it in the shower and then when I dry my hair,
I look sexy when I sing it in my worn-out underwear
The song's still goin' strong as I'm puttin' on my new suit
At breakfast, when I sang, I nearly choked on a Froot Loop
Finally it fades away as I prepare to leave
I breathe a sigh o' relief, my brain is finally at ease
I get in my car, turn the key, and away we go
And guess what song is playin' on the radio
I get to work and I see my buddy Craig
But he backs away and looks at me as if I got the plague
'Cos I'm singin' out loud, "I'm the dancing queen,
Young and sweet, only seventeen!"
Oompa loompa doopity doo (Make it stop)
I'm going to do something awful to you (Make it stop!)
Oompa loompa doopity dee (Dear God, make it stop!)
Because of what this song is doing to me
Oompa loompa doopity doo (It's still going)
This song will never stop bothering you (Please help...)
Oompa loompa doopity dee (I can't take it...)
You'll be singing this for all eternity (Noooo...)
Don't get me wrong, yo, I love a catchy song
But some tracks are real annoying when they make you sing along
Malicious songwriters know it's mind control
Spending publishing advances while it's voodoo on your soul
Maybe Katy Perry's very scary; there she goes again
Sincerely making everybody wary of dark magic that she carries
This teenage dream is in fact a teenage nightmare
Bruno Mars singin' bars in your head for, like, nine years
Unless you hang a pentagram, sacrifice a Bieber fan
Major labels doin' damage, save yourself and even then
Every song you've ever loved, every ad you've ever heard
Earworms all up in your brain; doing damage, it's absurd
Indie bands too, these pop charts are no liars
It's a vampire weekend, the arcade is on fire
Demonic, pentatonic, I'm on it, I want it out
Calculated melodies, something I can do without
Devo Spice and MC Lars; we so nice, we underground
Workin' on a clever sound, better rhymes are never found
I said it before and I'll say it again
The mainstream is wack, thank God he and I are friends
Like oompa loompa doopity doo (Make it stop)
I'm going to do something awful to you (Make it stop!)
Oompa loompa doopity dee (Dear God, make it stop!)
Because of what this song is doing to me
Oompa loompa doopity doo (It's still going)
This song will never stop bothering you (Please help...)
Oompa loompa doopity dee (I can't take it...)
You'll be singing this for all eternity
Will someone please explain why my brain tends to crash
And repeat the same refrain like a record with a scratch?
Thankfully, it's just me who gets to hear the song's persistence
Otherwise ASCAP would likely sue me out of existence
It's called an earworm when the song goes on and on
Because it burrows into your brain like the wrath o' Khan
Even songs that you enjoy become annoying over time
I've even started to hate a few songs of mine!
(Yeah, me too!) What? (Uh, never mind, dude.) Anyway,
I'm still hummin' that same dumb song from yesterday
I wanna cry -- will someone please explain to me why
I'm singin' "Jingle Bell Rock" through the middle of July?
So now I'm getting desperate, this is drivin' me insane
It's like the song is trying to burrow a hole into my brain
I gotta get it out before my cerebellum warps
So now my only recourse is Cannibal Corpse
Kill the freakin' Oompa Loompas, DIEEEEE..... ahhhh, that is so much better!
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