[Verse 1: Bart Baker] I'm a really young guy In fact, I am only thirteen I got famous making sh**ty vines And cringey lipsyncs on Musical.ly Since my fans seem to love everything I do They will probably love me doing a pop song too [Pre-Chorus: Students] But you can't sing Your voice sounds like a sick animal who's dying [Chorus: Students & Teacher] Your singing makes my ears hurt It's making me nauseous I'd rather drink bleach than hear this God, this song is a huge turd Plus, this video looks like a** It's no wonder it almost has a million dislikes [Verse 2: Bart Baker] If you think my singing s**s Without autotune, it's much worse This is what I really sound like The worst singing ever heard But all my fans just see my face and swoon And when I bite my lip And do all my f**boy moves [Pre-Chorus: Bart Baker] They are hypnotized Get your dad's bank card and buy my crap merchandise [Chorus: Bart Baker] Like my overpriced sweatshirt It cost one buck to make, so I'll be laughing to the bank Girl, when you wear my sweatshirt I hate my fat and smelly fans But my mom and dad demand I hug them and smile [Bridge: Bart Baker & Parents] Jacob, get inside! Why? To sew sweatshirts! But I really don't wanna sew! So? This blows! Let's go! Oh, wait, first let's make a vine [Chorus: Parents] Now start sewing those sweatshirts! Help! Our son looks like an elf But he's brought us such immense wealth Hey Jacob get back to work It's time to post a corny tweet! And film a cringey Musical.ly! Make all your fans buy sweatshirts! Come on, lets go Elf Boy! Sew those sweatshirts!