Fandemonium

I didn't know people have sunk to a new low
as the info stuck on my web that's spun so slow
shocked me, unlike the danger of the H1N1 virus.
There's one weirdo who is such a fan of Miley Cyrus,
he'll eat his cat if she doesn't show up on Twitter.
Her right of privacy is no reason to cook the critter.

If it's more important to know when she will streak,
fandemonium will be a felony; it's not tongue in cheek.
I know Fuzzy, the future victim of this fruity freak,
really doesn't want to be in the soup of the week.

[Chorus]
It's normal a person is a fan of the stars
but your admiration goes a bit too far.
When you're in orange and behind bars,
your fanbase will surely leave you scars.

This reminds us of good ol' Chris Crocker
a drama king/queen, a Southern shocker
who told Youtube to leave Britney alone.
Eyeliner and tears ran over his cheekbones
when he heard he had 28 million hits.
Too bad, the cops beat him into a billion bits.

Even lawyers say that they won't defend her.
Fortunately, she befriended another offender.
"You break the law yet you bend your gender.
Chris, don't worry: I'll be tender like a blender."

[Chorus]

Eminem already told us the tragic story of Stan.
He and his brother were Eminem's greatest fans.
Stan wrote and wrote but never got a letter back.
He went ballistic and unleashed some verbal attacks
to a famous artist who basically never had the time.
Finally, Stan put his tragic suicide note on rhyme.

You looked in the mirror and saw the dumbest in hip-hop.
You were a baby, crying 'cause you didn't get his flip-flops.
You stalked him at Rodeo Drive and you didn't skip a shop.
I put you on a diet of liquid reason and you still zipped drops.

[Chorus]

Wear cargo pants, black T-shirts and grow your hair,
and even when you're thinking aloud, I still don't care.
If you wanna be like me, give the voiceless a voice
and give every poor and oppressed puppet a choice.
Be drug free like me and put the black X's on your hands
or are these right choices against today's popular demand?

Picture-perfect punks will pule like feminine men;
you're the ones a killing Clay Aiken would give a ten.
My pen is free of venom and I'm completely zen.
I hope I don't have to write about this crap again.

[Chorus 2x]