Music for the holding pattern.
Working on my
Worst Songs post, which will probably be longer than the longest Den Beste article and not nearly as informative.
I noticed a few people have already chosen Alanis Morrisette's Ironic as one of the worst songs every created, and you are right. So, for your pleasure, I present today's musical selection:
Self- Moronic (mp3)
By the way, Self is a great band and
Selfies is one of the best fan sites ever.
Bet you didn't know that Self does the short
Expedia jingle. You may remember Self from a recent post where I offered up the
Trunk Full of Amps mp3. That's long gone, but you can still download it - with a bunch of other Self stuff -
here.
Lyrics to
Moronic below.
She's a leprachaun with mouth full of bile
She's a movie lover, suckin cock in the aisle
It's like ten thousand dicks, when you're not really gay
She's a Death Row contract, when you hate Dr. Dre
And I think she's moronic
Its a real pain
When she hits the airwaves
With a pack of lies
That she wrote in the third grade
She's a head of lies
Thats you just cant shake
And each single makes me sicker
To imagine her naked
I'm afraid to see (afraid to see)
I took my suitcase
And broke her left titty
When I was at burny-grunmans
Mastering my album
I had the chance to burn her masters
And I wish that i had
Cause I think that she's moronic (blah blah blah)
It's a pure pain
When she hits the airwaves
And I hope she dies
And pour salt in her veins
She's a head of lice
That you just cant shake
And each single makes me sicker
She has a funny way
Of processing her lower vocals through a stereo chorus end
delay
She has a funny funny way
Of singing all of her bridges like the kibbde-kibbde-kibbde-kiddby
count bass
Isn't she moronic
Dont you think
Never once melodic
And I really do think
And I think she's moronic
It's a real pain
When she hits the airwaves
With a pack of lies
That she wrote in the third grade
She's a head of lies
That you just cant shake
And each single makes me sicker
Comments
don't forget "Kung-Fu Fighting" and "Muskrat Love"
Posted by: jimf | April 20, 2004 10:56 AM
Songs that whine: bad.
Whining about songs that whine... Whining^2
Posted by: Bob King | April 20, 2004 11:32 AM
[don't forget "Kung-Fu Fighting" and "Muskrat Love"]
I'm TRYING to forget ALL these lovely songs that everyone is so gleefully reminding me of...
Posted by: MikeR | April 20, 2004 12:04 PM
The Thong Song - Sisqo
Posted by: Rob M | April 20, 2004 12:23 PM
What Self song is it that goes, "Let's pretend/It's 1978/and we're playing patty cake...Let's pretend/the popsicles we ate all gave us stomach aches/on the neighbors' lawn..."?
That's my favorite. It might be called "1978".
Posted by: David F | April 20, 2004 05:25 PM
Thanks for introducing me to Self. And I can't believe they did the Jumbone jingle. That's awesome. "Your dog doesn't wanna chew a. Small bone! Anymore than he wants to play a. Trombone!"
Posted by: Jim Treacher | April 20, 2004 07:40 PM
Self are great. I wish they'd hurry up and release their next album.
Posted by: susan b. | April 20, 2004 09:53 PM