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| BLAND CORPORATE MECHANISM |
| Hello there it's just me, I'm young, dumb, and a bit trendy Music just can't be self-explanitory I'll chop it all into, categories And if it's unheard of, The genre I'll dub it, it'll fit like a glove And if I'm in the popular scene, All the other BCM's will think I'm keen Music's not what I admire, But rather that band's brand spankin' new attire With each new fad I go right along with 'em I'm just another Bland Corporate Mechanism I log onto MySpace, Put up a picture of, My smug and pompous face, I'll invite a gullible, Girl to be my new friend, Put up in my top ten, And just maybe then, She will think that I am great, It'll moisten up her coot, For me to Penetrate... When we finally met, I started to sweat, Her androgyny, hid me from her pee-wee She really was a dude, This age it's hard to tell, So easily miscued, I need to go "plan B", At the cliche suburb, Youth social bullshit club, Where fun is Beezlebub Show them my new razor blade, Show the girls my sadness, Maybe then I'll get laid... Time flew and now I'm old. My teen-age fads came to pass. So now I rock out, To rehashed, Pop culture, To get my snake in the grass, But in reality, I look like a dumbass |