Who sang this damn song?
I don’t like the words
The beats too fast, the drums all mashed
A disconcerting pitch, a whiny twang
Shut up and let me try to catch up
What’s the matter with this melody?
Don’t want to hear your version
It’s bad enough on its own
Lip synching won’t change anything
It sucks, you sound insane
Forgot that you had to have talent?
To have your chance at glory and fame
Picked out some outfits, tried a new game
Trying to represent? What a shame
Noticed no one singing along?
You’ve misrepresented yourself
Hardly can pronounce your name
You’re not on a billboard, heck not even a sham
You’re still that loser, no hip in your step
Singing loud doesn’t make you heard, it creates more noise
So how about you sing tenor
Ten’or fifteen miles away
Or solo, so low we can’t hear you
The again, your best bet is bass
Basically not at all
Soneka Kamuhuza 2008©
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