The obscenity within your soul has risen. Your inner madness takes control of whole. You look back to the life you've been missin' The best ingredient for dinner is your soul. You're sad about the facts, your soon demise. We share our gun along with salt and spice. Comes with no tax, so that saves you a problem. M'am, pull the trigger, if life's so tiresome. Look around You're not alone in this world Everyone's gone through things Just like you Come around Find some new friends Get up and smell the air And tell everyone to Stop being emo! Stop being emo! Stop being emo! (guitar) Say no to emo! Say no to emo! Say no to emo! (guitar) Six billion people 'round the globe will tell ya Things take their turn on a giant seesaw Razor blades won't help you one bit, you twit So suck it up, 'cause nobody gives a shit Stupid emo girl, you gotta be happy with what you got Or else poverty from Africa might hit the spot If your biggest worry is you won't make it to stardom M'am, pull the trigger, that'd be just awesome. Stop being emo! Stop being emo! Stop being emo! (guitar) Say no to emo! Say no to emo! Say no to emo! (guitar) (repeat) Let's all go to Pidgeon Park where we we deface the dead manic orgy slit the wrists until the river runs red compress yourself into a pouch and put the drainpipes on now you're looking really sharp, borrow mascara from your mum Stop being emo! Stop being emo! Stop being emo! (guitar) Say no to emo! Say no to emo! Say no to emo! (guitar) (repeat) For this matter we celebrate the day. The booze arrived, her soul has gone away. She rests in peace, the grave is there. Go grab your friends and drop a tear.
This was a ridiculous joke that went waaaay out of hand. See if you can guess who wrote what parts. |