Introduction

The "Hotel Melanoma" moniker is a metaphor for living with my particular brand of cancer. Except for those lucky few of us deemed "cured", all we cancer survivors are guests of one of the many, many branded hotels in the "Hotel Carcinoma" chain. We can check out any time we like, but we can never leave. Meanwhile, let's be livin' it up; and please support cancer education, prevention, and treatment research.



Tutu Brothers

Wednesday, May 16, 2012

Mercola Rock 'N Rolla

Here’s one for Tan Fan, that peddler of his very own line of skin cancer incubators, ‘Doctor’ Joseph Mercola.  The Hotel Melanoma version of Chicago’s “I’m a Man”…


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2fpJSYkRbxg


Well my scam is UV blessing, my bankers have big grins
Never see no problems 'cause I sell my own tan beds
You got no time for screenin'
Till your hide is all used up
Just lay inside creatin'
All the UV kinds of glove
I'm tan fan, yes I am and I can't help but plug it so
Oh UV
I'm a scam, yes I am and I can't help but love it so
Yes I am


If I had my choice of chatter
I would rather be a quack
All engrossed in salesman patter,
Showing where my mind is at
While neglecting to teach others
How strong fake sun can be
By insisting it’s for good times, get your UV fix from me
I'm tan fan yes I am and I can't help but plug it so
Oooh, I'm tan fan yes I am
I'm a scam yes I am and I can't help but love it so


I love to hear me talk
I've got to keep my image
While I'm shipping beds out door
If I hide behind my D’s
It's just to keep feds off their toes
You know that I'm not human
And my heart is made of stone
But I've never had no problems
And my record’s pretty long
I'm tan fan yes I am and I can't help but plug it so
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yes I know
I'm a scam yes I am and I can't help but love it so
Oooh
Scam yes I am and I can't help but love it so
Good god I love it so, love it so


If I had my choice of patter
I would rather be a quack
All engrossed in selling chatter
Blowin' smoke at minds so fat
While relating to sun lovers
How good fake sun gives D
By resisting all the true lines with each TV trick I need
I'm tan fan yes I am and I can't help but plug it so
Yes I am
I'm tan fan yes I am and I can't help but plug it so
Yeah, yeah yeah. I'm a
Scam yes I am and I can't help but love it so
I'm a scam, ooh yes I am


I gotta keep my image
While I'm sellin’ health online
If I hide behind false pleas
It’s just to ship goods out the door
You know that I'm not human
And my heart is made of stone
But I never had no problems
Though my nose grows pretty long
I'm a
Scam, yes I am, and I can't help but love it so
Owww.. I'm a
Scam, yes I am, and I can't help but love it so
Scam, yes I am, and I can't help but love it so
Scam, yes I am, and I can't help but love it so

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