"Fad Cult" by Jamil Kelley

I stuck a paintbrush up my nose
Just to remind myself what it is to feel
Now I walk around
Knowing this is the next "Big Thing"
I'm the inventor of new fads

But wait, where do I go from here?
I gave birth to another trend, but its growing old
(take it to the vet; we need to put it down)

I could say all the celebrities love to read-
Now the popular kids will be running to the libraries
Befriending the nerds; the hypocrites' galore
They'd all have their heads in books
Thinking they were cool
(fads are fags, passed round and consumed) hey, now you're smokin'
Girls all bear mullets
Everyone owns a midget dog
Its cool to cut your wrists
Let's smoke til we've turned to tar (everyone's doing it!)

I'll tell them all; the sheeps in a conga line
"dying is SO hot right now!"
Then hopefully, I'll kill off the idiot race
This trend will be the shit