Friday, September 19, 2014

D-Parody: Normals


Normals
(a D-Parody of Lorde's 2014 "Royals")

Diabetes is my daily stress.
I cut my flesh to check my blood glucose levels.
A pump might be part of my dress.
No end in sight, no cure for this madness.

But everybody's like
low carb, Plexus, have you tried the paleo?
cinnamon, essential oil, blame the Coca-Coleo,
We don’t care, we’re just trying to get through our day.
But then the news is like
cure in 5 years, type 2 epidemic,
school lunch, heart disease,
obesity's systemic,
We're aware but I guess what we’re tying to say

Is that we'll never be normals (normals).
Too much sugar in our blood,
Your little snake oil cure sounds nice
You say they cured it in some mice?
I guess it's time to school you,
Raise the truth above the noise.
And baby I'll school you, (I'll school, I'll school, I'll school…)
This disease ain't no one's choice.

My friends and I—we've cracked the code.
#wearenotwaiting for the tech or Big Pharma.
We find support among ourselves.
We reach out online,
fight the fight together

Cuz everybody's like
low carb, Plexus, have you tried the paleo?
Cinnamon, essential oil, blame the Coca-Coleo.
We don’t care, we’re just trying to get through our day.

But then the news is like
cure in 5 years, type 2 epidemic,
school lunch, heart disease,
obesity's systemic.
We're aware, but I guess what we’re trying to say

Is that we'll never be normals,
Too much sugar in our blood.
Your little snake oil cure sounds nice.
You say they cured it in some mice?
I guess it's time to school you,
Raise the truth above the noise.
And baby I'll school you, (I'll school, I'll school, I'll school…)
This disease ain't no one's choice.

Ah, ah, ah,
A cure we may never see
But I love the D.O.C.
Ah, ah, ah,
Listen here to Sweetly Voiced
This disease ain't no one’s choice

You see we'll never be normals,
Too much sugar in our blood.
Your little snake oil cure sounds nice.
You say they cured it in some mice?
I guess it's time to school you,
Raise the truth above the noise.
And baby I'll school you, (I'll school, I'll school, I'll school…)
This disease ain't no one's choice.


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