Shake It Off Parody

Taylor's lyrics are in normal text.

God's lyrics are in bold.

Taylor's lyrics in her devil voice are in bold and italics.

If another person is singing, their lyrics are italicised.

Verse 1:

I have so much fame

I'm richer than Bruce Wayne

My life is so great, mm-hmm

I just can't keep a date, mm-hmm

But it's not enough for me

To be queen of country

I need more love and acclaim, mm-hmm

'Cause I am insane! *crazy laugh*

I'll make pop music

That's trite, bland and useless

And use my dumb blonde cuteness

To expand my fanbase to a bigger size

Chorus:

Yes, this song is really lame, lame, lame, lame, lame

And this video's the same, same, same, same, same

A mass of cheerleading, twerking and ballet

''Make it stop! Make it stop!''

Why does this scene look like a shitty Gap ad?

Why the hell am I dressed like an urban man?

I am clueless who I am, am, am, am, am

''Turn it off! Turn it off! ''

Verse 2:

I date a lot of guys

And I'm always surprised

When they break up with me, mm-hmm

I'm lovely, can't you see?! Mm-hmm

But the sad truth is that (The sad truth is that)

I am a psychopath (Am a psychopath)

If you do not love me, mm-hmm

I'll chop off your testes! *crazy laugh*

So just keep on hating

And I'll keep on making

Songs that keep on stating that I don't care

Which means you care way too much

Chorus 2:

I just want the whole wide world to love Tay-Tay

That's why I'm desperately trying to relate

To every race by dressing up all these ways

''Make it stop! Make it stop!''

I have absolutely no rhythm, it's sad

When I dance I look like a paralysed rat

Hypnotising you with ass so that you can't

'Turn it off! Turn it off!'

Bridge:

Hey, hey, hey!

You didn't think this god-awful pandering sellout song and video could get any worse, did you?

Well, guess what? Now you have to listen to... me... rap!

It's going according to plan,

I'll have my revenge on the haters who hate

My new army of zombie fans will obey my command,

Kill my haters and the jerks I used to date!

Chorus 3:

Taylor, don't, you've gone insane, sane, sane, sane, sane

Your feeble attempt to halt me is in vain

Now behold the dawning of my wicked reign

'''Taylor, stop! Taylor, stop!'''

I will damn you back to hell, hell, hell, hell, hell

Go ahead, that's where I dwell, dwell, dwell, dwell, dwell

There is nothing you can do to break my spell

'''Taylor, stop! Taylor, stop!'''

To break your evil curse

I'll send you somewhere worse

I, Lord God, now decree

You go back to country!