There’s an a-ttention whore who has made it his goal
to make sure that our site is a dead end
And as everyone knows, everything he’s composed
shows the signs of a hackneyed no-brainer

Ooh, ooh, and he’s turning this into a dead end

As for wit, bugger all, yet this unskilled poseur
has an ego you’d call overweening
He writes gobbledygook about one stupid thing
Any creativity’s, at best, hidden

Oooh, it’s a bummer
Oooh, can’t get dumber

There’s a feeling I get when I see that this pest
is continually oxygen thieving
His ersatz crap demeans those who write parodies
and you wouldn’t be blamed for upchucking

Oooh, it makes me wonder
Oooh, will he drive us under?

When this poor board is strewn with his tedious tunes
I keep hoping I’ll see some deletions
Now he’s passed the torch on, a substitute spawned
who’s another junk parody crafter

Oh-oh-oh-oh-whoa

Here’s my rebuttal to your crap show, ya worthless lowbrow
A public way I can vent my spleen
This stupid broadcast you’re obsessed with? Guess what, it’s long gone
That sound you hear’s a collective yawn

Still, it makes me shudder
Oh, whoa

You get down-thumbing, as in low votes, or even no votes
and yet you post the same crap again
Your stuff’s been garbage from the get-go, and did you know
I could outwrite you just by breaking wind

So as you’re prepping to unload
whatever’s in your dorsal hole
I’d say it’s more than apropos
to tell yourself “Let this one go”
‘cuz all you offer’s fool’s gold
You and your muppet are not bards
You’re hacks, and at that, unsurpassed
Am I the only one whose goal’s
to free this site of dreary trolls?

‘Cuz I don’t want it to be a dead end