Description: Blaming Aria, Folk Music, Folk Pop, commercial music, music for videos and corporate music
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Lyrics:
When life’s upsets leave you gasping and you’re looking for a cure,
I have got a strategy that works each time for sure.
( Spoken:) Just blame someone!
You’re the cause of all my problems, Mom. You grounded me when I was eight.
I couldn’t get a tattoo, pierce my tongue or come in late.
So now I have sex without protection because I know it makes you mad.
And if I get pregnant accidentally we’ll move in with you and Dad.
CHORUS:
Cuz blaming’s not defaming or disclaiming, can’t you see?
It’s sticky and so icky taking (gulp) responsibility.
It so simple; it’s so obvious: we shouldn’t suffer or feel pain. (ever!)
So if we do we need a who; we need *someone we can blame.
For the Men:
You’re the cause of all my problems, Dad. I could never do enough.
Even though I went to Harvard, I’m not packing the right stuff.
So now I’m doomed to prove my manhood, every day in every way.
And if I win a Nobel Prize, you’ll have nothing good to say.
CHORUS:
Cuz blaming’s not defaming or disclaiming, can’t you see?
It’s sticky and so icky taking (gulp) responsibility.
It so simple; it’s so obvious: we shouldn’t suffer or feel pain. (ever!)
So if we do we need a who; we need someone we can blame.
For the Ladies:
You’re the cause of all my problems, Men. I give and give; you take and take.
Your self-absorption drowns me like a bottomless, sucking lake.
Now I’m lonely and unworthy. No one will ever cherish me.
And in my less-enlightened moments, I hope you get an STD!
CHORUS:
Cuz blaming’s not defaming or disclaiming, can’t you see?
It’s sticky and so icky taking (gulp) responsibility.
It so simple; it’s so obvious: we shouldn’t suffer or feel pain. (ever!)
So if we do we need a who; we need someone we can blame.
For Society (cough into hands) — Americans:
You’re the cause of all my problems God. You created gravity.
Now every time I stumble, I’m sure the Earth is picking on me.
Hurricanes and floods are nasty, measles, death and avian flu.
If you don’t improve your job performance, I may have to outsource you!
CHORUS:
Cuz blaming’s not defaming or disclaiming, can’t you see?
It’s sticky and so icky taking (gulp) responsibility.
It so simple; it’s so obvious: we shouldn’t suffer or feel pain. (ever!)
So if we do we need a who; we need someone we can blame.
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