Voltaire - Sellout Lyrics

Last night my girlfriend asked me why
(On the radio, on the radio)
They don't play me on MTV
I guess I never really tried
To write a song that's this cheesy
But I'm tired of being poor
I'm tired of this life
And I'm ready to sell out completely
Now, I want some super model to become my wife
And I want more bling bling than P-ditty

La la la, everybody sing
The stupidest song on the radio (radio)
Look at me I'm on MTV
In the shittiest video you'll ever see

Last night, a DJ died
He took his life on the radio (radio)
His hopes and dreams denied
They never let him spin what he wanted to
I say if your hands are tied
And you don't have a word about it either way
Why not sneak in my song
And you can help me get laid
Laid and paid

La la la, everybody sing
The stupidest song on the radio (radio)
Look at me I'm on MTV
In the shittiest video you'll ever see
La la la, everybody sing
The stupidest song on the radio
Look at me I'm on MTV
In the shittiest video you'll ever see

Keep the lyrics simple and the melody insipid
Play it on and on and on until they're sick and try to skip it
It's a futile termination it's on every fuckin' station
This sonic defecation is on ludicrous rotation
All over the nation

"Well, it's a hot morning here in downtown hell.
Fire and brimstone is falling from the skies
And skull-headed bats are eating all the naughty little children.
If you're like everybody else, you're stabbing yourself in the ear right now
With a sharpened chopstick trying to make this madness end.
This one's going out to you. It's "Sellout" by the Oddz.
Fifty seven million more times… in a row!"

Last night my girlfriend asked me why (on the radio)
They don't play me on MTV
I guess I never really tried
To sell my soul on TV
To sell out this completely

La la la, everybody sing
The stupidest song on the radio
Look at me I'm on MTV
In the shittiest video you'll ever see
La la la, everybody sing
The stupidest song on the radio
Look at me I'm on MTV
In the shittiest video you'll ever see