Overall about difficult moments of disappointment and vulnerability. Having hope and longing, while remaining optimistic for the future. Encourages the belief that with each new morning there is a chance for things to improve.
The chorus offers a glimmer of optimism and a chance at a resolution and redemption in the future.
Captures the rollercoaster of emotions of feeling lost while loving someone who is not there for you, feeling let down and abandoned while waiting for a lover. Lost with no direction, "Now I'm up in the air with the rain in my hair, Nowhere to go, I can go anywhere"
The bridge shows signs of longing and a plea for companionship. The Lyrics express a desire for authentic connection and the importance of Loving someone just as they are. "Just in passing, I'm not asking. That you be anyone but you”
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.
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.
Lyrics submitted by JohnnyLurg
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