Sunday, November 28, 2010

Least Favorite Songs

margaritaville- jimmy buffet
    simply some of the worst lyrics I've ever heard. "stepped on a pop top, blew out my flip flop"... really? and to top it off, my mom loves him and insists on getting one of his calendars every year for christmas.

lucky- britney spears
    now don't get me wrong, I love me some britney. gimme any of her other songs any time and I'm singing along and dancing. but lucky? ugh I don't know if its the ridiculous narration or the bizarre sound effects but it's always given me that nails on a chalkboard feeling.

revolution number nine- the beatles
    the first time I heard this song I was driving by myself to pick up a friend from the boonies. the radio was on low because I'd just made a phone call and I got this unsettling feeling like I was about to die from demonic possession. nope. it was just this song. "song" rather.

wildcat- ratatat
    this song makes me unable to play this ratatat cd on shuffle because I'd have to go running to change the song anytime it came on. the constant use of a mountain lion roaring drives me a little batty. stop it! stop using that damn catsound!

honkytonk badonkadonk- trace adkins
    they played this song on the scream'n eagle while I was working at oaks park. at first it made me laugh because it's so ridiculous but then it drilled its way into my brain and made me shout at children that didn't deserve it. "how'd she even get them britches on?" aaaaguhfakljhgkgghhhhh

1234- plain white t's
    just mindlessly terrible sappy lyrics with no artistry or imagination. horrible. just horrible. the fact that they played it every two hours in the macy's muzak made my brain bleed. literally. I had to get a shunt, that's how bad this song is.

tubthumping- chumbawumba
    look at that title. look at that band name. listen to those lyrics. need I say more?

soak up the sun- sheryl crow
    okay I know I said that jimmy buffet was the worst lyricist of all time... I had forgotten about little miss repetitive sheryl crow.... simply hearing this vapid song is a waste of time.

message in a bottle- the police
    I have never liked this song. when I was younger I thought I'd grow up and like jazz and onions and message in a bottle. never happened. so horrifically repetitive. I feel like I lose brain cells whenever this song comes on.


ordinary average guy- joe walsh
    another oaks park song. this time on the rock'n'roll, my least favorite ride to operate because people would scream at you as they spun around and no one kept their hands down and everyone threw up and the ride would keep spinning and the puke would circle the whole ride. also he sings about picking up poop. not worthwhile.

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