Mickeleh’s Acne Song

Not really about acne. Cause I don’t get acne anymore. The song is about what I get instead of acne An old guy’s response to the wise and witty “Song about Acne” by Charlie McDonnell www.youtube.com I just heard a teenager Sing about acne and zits The teasing, the squeezing, The popping all giving him fits. (Giving him fits) When I heard his song I longed For my pimple-filled youth Cause now that Im old My face shows a much grimmer truth (Much grimmer truth) The spots I get now cant be popped Theres no way scrub em away Each day more appear and its perfectly clear Theyre here they are planning to stay. The lines on my forehead go deep They look more like canyons each year The bags neath my eyes keep growing in size Each one holds a half-pint of beer. My teeth are still mine for the while Except for their porcelain outsides My lips have gone thin, My smiles a dead grin A the rest of me sags and subsides. It helps to believe that were More than the sum of our parts. Cause parts fall apart and were left With whats deep in our hearts (Deep in our hearts) So go and take comfort From what that young teenager said A spot is only a spot Its not like youre dead. (Its not like youre dead) Although when you are dead The worms take your acne away Spots, lines, and wrinkles Diminish the more you decay (The more you decay) And if I turn zombie And revivify my remains My looks wont concern me Its all about feasting on brains. (Feasting on brains)