Isn't It Ironic?

I, like most people, wrongly consider myself a brilliant writer. But who knew what a great songwriter I could be? A recent trip to the Alanis Morrisette Lyric Generator answered that question for me.

It's kind of like Mad Libs. Just fill in the blanks, and you've got yourself an angst-filled Top 40 hit!

"I Think"

I Think arachnids are really a huge problem
I Think creepy-crawlers are too much on my mind
I Think cobwebs have got a lot to do with why the world sucks
But what can you do?

(chorus)
Like a green rain, beating down on me
Like a Dr. Seuss line, which won't let go of my brain
Like Psycho-Boy's ass, it is in my head
Blame it on spiders
Blame it on spiders
Blame it on spiders

I Think fangs are gonna drive us all crazy
And itchy welts make me feel like a child
I Think tarantulas will eventually be the downfall of civilization
But what can you do? I said what can you do?

(repeat chorus)

Like a green rain, beating down on me
Like Psycho-Boy's smile, cruel and cold
Like Dr. Seuss's ass, it is in my head
Blame it on spiders
Blame it on spiders
Blame it on spiders


Whaddya think? Am I ready for my record contract?