Bubblegum Musicians

Bubble gum, bubble gum in a dish,
how many pieces do you wish
one, two, three, four
how about none
give me something real,
no bubble gum pop

In the music industry
everyone wants to be the same
every genre of music wants to be pop

Hip-hop turned to pop-rap,
every guy wants to be a rapper,
songs plagued with autotune
gibberish, inaudible, stupid lyrics
about money, sex, making it big,
"gangstas" who swear they're all that
but they're only tools of the establishment,
puppets of corrupt music executives
broadcasting their evil messages

All the girls want to be Madonna
scantily-clad, shameless whoring,
repetetive techno beats, lyrics, and lip-synching,
of this genre, all of them want to be queen,
but Madonna will always reign supreme

Not even R&B is safe
Every song full of electronic, techno beats,
all computerized,
about being in the club, getting it on, getting girls,
or failing relationships, cheating, and lies,
used to be a genre of true passion and soul,
not anymore

Metal,
used to be hardcore, kickass, and brutal
thanks to bubblegum pop
this genre's halfway ruined,
stars showing moodiness, fake emotion,
loud, screeching music causing commotion,
combined with electronic beats,
creating masses of wannabes and poseurs,
not the way the great legends intended

Bubble gum, bubble gum pop,
In music, will it ever stop?