Haven't posted one of these for a while.
To the tune of Leonard Cohen's Hallelujah, obviously:
I've heard there was a turgid dirge
That people heard, and they got the urge
To slit their wrists, and block their ears up too, yeah
It's always on the radio
And noone even seems to know
What the bloody lyrics mean, oh do ya?
Hallelujah, Not a clue, yeah.
Kitchen chair, yeah? Hallelujah.
You can't escape but you needed to.
You want a song you can whistle too.
But Cohen songs will never do it for you.
Cowell ripped it off by watching Shrek.
You know I'd cheerfully wring his neck.
The bastard song's at number one and two, yeah.
Hallelujah, Leonard Cohen,
Wrote a slow 'un, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Suicidal
On Pop Idol, Hallelujah
Maybe there's a God above.
I doubt it if he lets this guff
Wash over us 'cos someone won X-Factor.
The Buckley cover's quite all right,
But this one is a bag of shite.
And Simon Cowell is shouting, "Britain, screw ya!"
Hallelujah. Britain, screw ya.
Know it's true, yeah, Hallelujah
Simon Cowell counts his lolly
Drinks his Bolly, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
! Love it!