The music industry peeves me--more than just now and then

When it manufactures singing stars over and over again

Take for example Taylor Swift the teeny-bobbers top pick

She may be a cute girl but she can’t sing a lick

To compare her to real singers - well it darn well isn’t right

Yet, they’ve made her a big star earning dollars out of sight

Now Kenny Chesney is a fine singer, in my estimation

But his image is the result of artistic over-creation

They have tried to make him into a stud, but try as they might

The poor guy is bald as a billiard ball and only five foot eight in height

   Then there’s rappers galore all creating the same scene

Striking criminal poses and trying to look mean

The junk that they spew in the ears of our teens

Isn’t fit for a porn movie much less a girl of sixteen

It’s not really music, this talking rhyme they call Rap

So don’t confuse it with music when it’s really only crap

   What happened to real music - and I don’t intend to be snooty

 But Rap is preoccupied with violence and some girls “big booty”.

I don’t know about you but I’ve had it with the vehicular loud speakers

Cruising the streets vibrating you all the way down to your sneakers

 It’s your business if you want your kid to end up totally deaf by eighteen

But tell your little angel to turn down the volume in that dad-burned machine

  It would seem that melody and lyrics that make sense are a thing of the past

The music industry sells only trash and creates stars that won’t last

All available for download on your multicolored Zune or your IPOD  

     For your listening pleasure hidden beneath a manufactured facade.

©Copyright Charlie Gragg October 31, 2010