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- Sudden Death - Pop Star Lyrics
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- [Intro]
- OK, who's next?
- Hi, My name's Jason
- And I'm going to sing Somewhere Over The Rainbow
- OK. Go for it
- (Really bad) Somewhere over the rainbow/ Way over there
- Oh dear Lord..
- [verse 1]
- You think you's a pop star, but you need to stop singin'
- I think you should leave now, till my ears have stopped ringin'
- You can't sing worth shit, and you can't dance worth shit
- What makes you think that if you cut a song it'd be a hit
- We do this all the time, some people soundin' fine
- But others sound like they're committing sins against mankind
- This girl she looks fine, she wants to get signed
- Her mouth opens and it sounds like gears when they grind
- I tell them all the time, send shivers down my spine
- They start to bitch and whine, and tell me I'm a swine
- They think they sound like gold, and I'm the one they loathe
- But they're all screamin' like they leaned against a hot stove
- So I send them away, and they all feel betrayed
- But even Paula doesn't have anything nice to say
- [chorus]
- You think you's a pop star, but you need to stop singin'
- I think you should leave now, till my ears have stopped ringin'
- When you try to hit a note, you sound like a sea lion
- You been singin' for your whole life, you need to stop tryin' (repeat)
- [verse 2]
- Damn homie, you sound like
- A dying lamb, homie, the hell's up with that?
- And then up next is Loretta, and I'm sorry I met her
- 'Cause when she finished her song, I thought I'd need a rib spreader
- She thinks that she can do better, sing just like Eddie Vedder
- She thinks I'm out to get her, like I had a vendetta
- She look good, but she howls like an Irish Setter
- She's trying to start the song over but there's no way I'm-a let her
- Get out now, stop the bleeding, don't wanna hear another word
- 'Cause you're the worst singer that I think I've ever heard
- I've heard enough now, I'm suicidal
- And she still thinks she's the next American Idol
- (chorus)
- You think you's an idol, but your sound is all dull
- Awful and an eyefull, stole your style from Paula
- You know that she's washed up, and that you're no heart-throb
- You are absolutely ghastly, don't quit your day job
- [verse 3]
- Me I'm no monster, me I'm not raptor
- Me I'm not mentor, me I'm just me, me
- Me I'm no singer, me I'm no actor
- But it's me who owns the record company
- Now your singing baby was a total mess
- You sang flatter than Ally McBeal's chest
- And yet you think that you're good, and ready for prime time
- But there's no future for you, well maybe as a mime
- Losers sayin' that they don't like Simon Cowell
- Is it because I kinda sound like Thurston Howell?
- Or is it 'cause they know success takes more than just luck
- And they know I'm right when I tell them they all suck
- (chorus)
- You think you's a pop star, but you need to stop buggin'
- If you keep on singin', I'm-a put my ear plugs in
- You ruined my favorite song, even screwed up the title
- You're a disgrace, you're no American Idol
- Next!
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