Post by Devyn on Aug 24, 2006 12:51:50 GMT -5
Seb keeps belting out these hits, this one is personal for Sebby dear and as such he adressed it to Simon Cowell.
"Dear Simon Cowell" - Sebby Dear
Dear Simon Cowell, come take a walk with me, let’s pretend we’re just two people and your not a record executive. I’d like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly.
What do you feel when you see all our ears bleed, who do you pray for before you give Kelly a record deal? What do you feel when you look in the mirror, are you proud?
HOW DO YOU SLEEP WHILE THE WORLDS EARS BLEED, HOW DO DREAM WHEN A MOTHER HAS TO YELL OVER KELLY TO MAKE HER SON FALL ASLEEP
How do you walk with your headphones turned up to that crap, Can you even give me the headphones and not be embarrassed that your listening to CRAP
Dear Simon Cowell, are you a lonely boy (x3)
How can you say no ears are bleeding? We’re suffering because of your crap We’re all the floor puking at Kelly’s crap
What kind of father would make his own daughter listen to Kelly
and what kind of father might love his own daughter for listening to Kelly
I can only imagine what your wife has to say, you’ve come a long way from listening to crap to producing it
HOW DO YOU SLEEP WHILE THE WORLD EARS BLEED, HOW DO DREAM WHEN A MOTHER HAS TO YELL OVER KELLY TO MAKE HER SON FALL ASLEEP
How do you walk with your headphones turned up to that crap, Can you even give me the headphones and not be embarrassed that your listening to CRAP
Let me tell you about singers that sing, belting out a chorus that sounds good
Let me tell you about singers that sing, understanding the lyrics that they belt
Let me tell you about singers that sing, not making ears bleed
Let me tell you about singers that sing (x3)
You don’t know nothing about singers that sing
Singers that sing
Singers that sing
How do you sleep at night, how do you walk with your headphones on high
Dear Simon Cowell, you’d never take a walk with me. Would you?
"Dear Simon Cowell" - Sebby Dear
Dear Simon Cowell, come take a walk with me, let’s pretend we’re just two people and your not a record executive. I’d like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly.
What do you feel when you see all our ears bleed, who do you pray for before you give Kelly a record deal? What do you feel when you look in the mirror, are you proud?
HOW DO YOU SLEEP WHILE THE WORLDS EARS BLEED, HOW DO DREAM WHEN A MOTHER HAS TO YELL OVER KELLY TO MAKE HER SON FALL ASLEEP
How do you walk with your headphones turned up to that crap, Can you even give me the headphones and not be embarrassed that your listening to CRAP
Dear Simon Cowell, are you a lonely boy (x3)
How can you say no ears are bleeding? We’re suffering because of your crap We’re all the floor puking at Kelly’s crap
What kind of father would make his own daughter listen to Kelly
and what kind of father might love his own daughter for listening to Kelly
I can only imagine what your wife has to say, you’ve come a long way from listening to crap to producing it
HOW DO YOU SLEEP WHILE THE WORLD EARS BLEED, HOW DO DREAM WHEN A MOTHER HAS TO YELL OVER KELLY TO MAKE HER SON FALL ASLEEP
How do you walk with your headphones turned up to that crap, Can you even give me the headphones and not be embarrassed that your listening to CRAP
Let me tell you about singers that sing, belting out a chorus that sounds good
Let me tell you about singers that sing, understanding the lyrics that they belt
Let me tell you about singers that sing, not making ears bleed
Let me tell you about singers that sing (x3)
You don’t know nothing about singers that sing
Singers that sing
Singers that sing
How do you sleep at night, how do you walk with your headphones on high
Dear Simon Cowell, you’d never take a walk with me. Would you?