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Song Parodies -> "Strange Growths"

Original Song Title:

"Change Clothes"

Original Performer:

Jay-Z ft. Pharrell Williams

Parody Song Title:

"Strange Growths"

Parody Written by:

the_conqueror_of_parodies

The Lyrics

Mysterious lumps beneath my skin? What could they be?
Whoo! Uh, uh, what is that?
Uh, uh-huh-uh-uh, chyeah, uh, the hell is that?
Help me, help me (you've got to help me, doc)
I need a doc who can help me, you know?
Hah, haha, uh, frick is this? Oh, god

My mood is sapped 'cause my back used to have
Nothin' wrong there, a useful slab (uh, whoo!)
Of spine bones and muscle, there so dudes can slap
In approval, pats now refused, it's sad
"Back off! Back off!" Yeah, got a mutant back
Lot of ugly lumps, please remove all that (whoo!)
I don't care how you'll do it, man (nah)
A chainsaw right through the stack, get 'em all out, if it's not too bad
I'm confused at just where the truth's at
In regards to what they are, you gasp (uh, uh)
The pause is huge, damn (uh), I know these lumps are unsightly (uh-uh)
You'd rather hide me, screw that
I want these out my spine
'Cause it's real hard to sit down and recline, uh
Sounds that I might just let out are too high
So take a blade today, slice 'round 'til I'm fine, smoothed up

Strange growths, they blow (uh, whoo! Uh-huh)
They cannot stay (uh) nestled in right next to my organs
'Cause they might block important fluidic flow (that would blow)
So take these strange lumps (whoo! Uh) out, they blow (whoo! Uh-huh, yeah, uh)
Why the delays? Do you have questions, dude (right, uh)? Just shank me (ah-hah)

Don't think I got radiated, not a child of the atom
Think I would remember if an a-bomb landed
There was no sound of sirens, my ears aren't damaged
Best believe I don't take leaks (whoo!)
Of bright green sludge as a free drink, please
Not stupid, don't like perusin'
Anywhere one could find a whole ton
Of nuclear runoff and then jump into it
And I stay pretty clear of places where dudes stick
Signs warnin' of creatures dumb dudes lick
For a meagre high before you spew sick (whoo!)
Guess workin' out how might be necessary
To know what cure's bound to be necessary
But to me it seems less than necessary
Just get these lumps outta me, that's more necessary
I feel them move, that's got my brain
Thinkin' less 'bout if I've got eggs from outer space
And more 'bout what hot drugs will stop the pain
From your scalpel's blade, chop-chop (study once they're removed)

Strange growths, they blow
Remove today (uh), can't stay in or they'll burst through the skin
Rather that done by you than done on their own (that would blow)
So take these strange lumps (whoo! Uh) out, they blow (whoo! Uh-huh, yeah, uh)
Just want those words from you "Time to stab you" (right, uh), would help me (ah-hah)

Uh, uh, help me, help me (whoo! Whoo!), ah-hah (uh-huh)
Help me (whoo!), help me (feels necessary, brah), ah-hah (uh-huh)
Help me (whoo!), help me (not right, shouldn't move), ah-hah (uh, uh (shouldn't move), uh)
Help me, help me (uh, uh (take a stab), uh), ah-hah (uh)

Feel cuttin' them out should be necessary
Before somethin' sprouts, really necessary
To save you and me, a bit necessary
Why no talkin' to me?
Disappeared, the door's still, no window with sill
I feel filled up although I skipped lunch
Yuck, I feel somethin' in my mind
Oh no, just absorbed that guy
I can sense (yeah) his consciousness, it's fadin'
But also his knowledge (yeah) is mine for the takin' (whoo!)
Guess he didn't know what to do, sucks
I better move, hope a new one does, this still sucks

Strange growths, they blow
Tempted to stay (uh) with these in, the skills that I could get
Without the trainin', but murder is still gauche (that would blow)
So take these strange lumps (whoo! Uh) out, they blow (whoo! Uh-huh, yeah, uh)
It can't be done by you, you're now brain goo (right, uh), can't help me (ah-hah)

Uh, uh, help me, help me (whoo! Eatin's wrong), ah-hah (yeah, uh)
Help me, help me (when it's people you munch), ah-hah (whoo!)
Help me, help me (need to ask if I'm heir to monsters but), ah-hah (uh, that comes later now)
Help me, help me (uh, whoo! Uh), ah-hah (whoo!)
Uh, uh, uh, I want my back
Uh-huh, uh, uh, uh, free of this crap
Uh, uh, whoo! Uh, not a fan
Hahahaha, freak

Man, it's nice to actually put decades in the decade box instead of having to just put "misc" because there isn't a 2020's option yet.

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