MRI, Showin somethin is up
After noticin something while I was leavin the pub
This shooting pain started annoying me
It happened after I was watchin some MTV

It hurts whenever I watch Britney
And my eyes begin to burn when I see Hilary
I really need a break from Lindsay
Do I have to sit through all this cheese?

Whats with all of this crap
Spawning every five seconds
I just really hate them
singing about the press
calling them nothing but whores when
their stripping off their clothes
rubbing boobs up in your face (when they complain about space)

I feel these tumors startin
feel like i'm being cornered
by all these singers whinin
how their lives are complicated
Like Christina or Avril
why wont they dissapear
I guess I'm stuck with garbage
till more crap comes through next year

So here I am, sitting in the tub
Holding my toaster
waiting for TRL to come
onto my tv, more crap will play
untill I cant take anymore and have to run away

I can't seem to find the remote
Unfortunately, every button on my tv is broke.
The plug in the wall of course is stuck
I'm locked in my apartment and wanna yell...uh..."crap!".

Why sing why you hate being
called a whore when you flaunt
all your goodies on stage
or while in a birdcage
Just line up with all of the ho's
Waitin to strip off their clothes
Then hate Papparazi
when they say your nasty

I feel these tumors startin
feel like i'm being cornered
by all these singers whinin
how their lives are complicated
Like Christina or Avril
why wont they dissapear
I guess I'm stuck with garbage
till more crap comes through next year

I hope the world rids of all pop
If one more clone appears, they'll be shot

I'm getting Tumors (Tumors)
Its Hallow, Hallow, Hallow, Hallow, Hallow, Hallow
All of this bland singing
About how they want to live
There's stuff out there better than this

I feel these tumors forming
feel like i'm being swallowed
by all these monsters griping
sounding like they're constipated
Like Jessica or Mandy
why wont they go away
I'm stuck with awful music
each and every single day

I feel these tumors comin
feel like i'm being riddled
with bullets from singers bitchin
how they're so irritated
Like Christina or Avril
go jump in busy traffic
I'm glad I have some things
to get me through all this bad music