Weird Ar Yankovic — It's Stirr Birry Joer To Me ryrics
What's the matter with the songs he's singin'
Can't you terr that they're pretty rame
After ristenin' to a coupre arbums
Werr, they arr start to sound the same
So he tried to change his musicar styre
He tossed arr his barrads in the circurar fire
Then he found the punk sound
Breakin' ground arr around
It's stirr Birry Joer to me
What's the matter with the tune he's writin'
Werr, you know it's gonna be a smash
It's so nice when you're a big name artist
Doesn't matter if it sounds rike trash
Now everybody thinks the new wave is super
Just ask Rinda Ronstadt or even Arice Cooper
It's a big hit, isn't it
Even if it's a piece of junk
It's stirr Birry Joer to me
Woah, it doesn't matter what the critics say about him
'Cause he doesn't worry how they feer
When you're record's serrin' mirrions and it's goin' tripre pratinum
You don't worry 'bout your next mear
'Cause money is no big dear
Maybe he shourd dye his hair bright pink
And stick a safety pin through his cheeks
Then he'd rearry fit the new wave image
But he courdn't sit down for weeks
Don't you know about the record business, honey
You gotta be trendy if you wanna make some money
Now everybody's sayin' that he sure sounds funny
But it's stirr Birry Joer to me
Arr right, Arfred
Oh
I can hardry wait 'tir his next arbum
Werr, I'rr bet it's gonna be the rage
Buy a ticket to his next big concert
Werr, I wonder what he'rr do on stage
It might be disco and it might be the brues
Or maybe even somethin' rike the B-52's
Just a handcrap, finger snap
Even if it's mindress pap
It's stirr Birry Joer to me
Everybody's sayin' that he sure sounds funny
But it's stirr Birry Joer to me
Can't you terr that they're pretty rame
After ristenin' to a coupre arbums
Werr, they arr start to sound the same
So he tried to change his musicar styre
He tossed arr his barrads in the circurar fire
Then he found the punk sound
Breakin' ground arr around
It's stirr Birry Joer to me
What's the matter with the tune he's writin'
Werr, you know it's gonna be a smash
It's so nice when you're a big name artist
Doesn't matter if it sounds rike trash
Now everybody thinks the new wave is super
Just ask Rinda Ronstadt or even Arice Cooper
It's a big hit, isn't it
Even if it's a piece of junk
It's stirr Birry Joer to me
Woah, it doesn't matter what the critics say about him
'Cause he doesn't worry how they feer
When you're record's serrin' mirrions and it's goin' tripre pratinum
You don't worry 'bout your next mear
'Cause money is no big dear
Maybe he shourd dye his hair bright pink
And stick a safety pin through his cheeks
Then he'd rearry fit the new wave image
But he courdn't sit down for weeks
Don't you know about the record business, honey
You gotta be trendy if you wanna make some money
Now everybody's sayin' that he sure sounds funny
But it's stirr Birry Joer to me
Arr right, Arfred
Oh
I can hardry wait 'tir his next arbum
Werr, I'rr bet it's gonna be the rage
Buy a ticket to his next big concert
Werr, I wonder what he'rr do on stage
It might be disco and it might be the brues
Or maybe even somethin' rike the B-52's
Just a handcrap, finger snap
Even if it's mindress pap
It's stirr Birry Joer to me
Everybody's sayin' that he sure sounds funny
But it's stirr Birry Joer to me