I get up Friday morning and I'm singing a song

But realize to my surprise there's something seriously wrong

'Cause 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 going strong as I'm putting 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 of relief, my brain is finally at ease

I get in my car, turn the key, and away we go

And guess what song is playing on the radio

I get to work and I see my buddy Craig

But he backs away and looks at me as if I've got the plague

'Cause I'm singing out loud I'm the dancing queen

Young and sweet, only seventeen

[Chorus]

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 (Noo (cry))

Don't get me wrong, yo, I love a catchy song

But some tracks are real annoying when they make you sing along

Malicious song writers 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

Earworm's 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

(chorus)

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 Of Kahn

Even songs that you enjoy become annoying over time

I've even started to hate a few songs of mine!

Lars: "Yeah, me too." Devo: "What?" Lars: "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 singing Jingle Bell Rock through the middle of July

So now I'm getting desperate, this is driving me insane

It's like the song is trying to burrow a hole into my brain

I've got to get it out before my cerebellum warps

So now my only recourse is Cannibal Corpse

Kill the freakin' Oompa Loompas, DIE!...(blend to)

Ahh, that's better