-> "I Am A Very Angsty Teen, A Poet And A Diarist"
Original Song Title:
"I Am The Very Model Of A Modern Major General"
Parody Song Title:
"I Am A Very Angsty Teen, A Poet And A Diarist"
The Lyrics
I am a very angsty teen, a poet and a diarist
My pessimistic outlook could be classified as nihilist
I quote the songs of Avril, and I yearn to be a skater punk
I listen to her songs in all the school lessons I do not bunk
My clothes are 'inappropriate': the teachers are rebuking me
They just don't get that fashion means I must look like a refugee
That all of this peer pressure means I live under lot of stress
I soothe it in the toilets every breaktime smoking cigarettes
My head is filled with anguish, for I seek to solve the world's great wrongs
My music is all cool although my fav'rites don't write their own songs
My room may be a mess, I'm an environmental activist
I am a very angsty teen, a poet and a diarist
I'm in the midst of puberty, this onslaught is unfightable
How come it seems that every kind of crush is unrequitable?
I've given up on boys except the ones on my own TV screen
If hairy legg'd, hormonal beasts can tempt me is still to be seen
They're snogging all my friends but still I think I'd rather be forgot
Still I would really like to know what they may have that I do not
These boys feel up the girls behind the bikesheds when they've finished school
Are they too shy to state that they find me at least a little cool?
But I know I am ugly, fat, with pores that look like oil wells
But they can't talk, they're rowdy, rude, and each one of them really smells
I'll be a nun for so long that I might become the prioress
I am a very angsty teen, a poet and a diarist
They can't see I'm a genius, my poetry is under-read
They can't see what originality is going through my head
They'll never understand, for only I have felt like this before
And that must be why Mum and Dad, my feelings, constantly ignore
I'm the only one who cares and so the only one who's felt this bad
The state the world is in has torn me up and made me very sad
They treat me like a child when I am dying to stay up all night
And think that I'm an adult when I just want to be hugged real tight
They never like my tastes, I am so sick of all their prudery
It's been a million years since that one time they went through puberty
And so in all philosophies, I call myself a nihilist
I am a very angsty teen, a poet and a diarist.
LEAVE ME ALONE!
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