I used to think that this song was truly, blisteringly, achingly stupid--and I still, largely do--however...
https://youtu.be/Mrs-3f0WQCY... this extraordinarily well done p
resentation really ties it all together.
Recommended, especially for those listeners, like myself, that have nearly always sprained a thumb when springing into action to spin the dial as soon as the first bar and measure of this hot
charting sharting mess was
ever done screeching and shrieking out of the radio and into my in my earholes. (This one time, I was dating this girl, once, and she started to play this song for me, and said, with seeming seriousness, "This is my favorite song! Don't you love it?" I am using the word
once here. I would literally rather have been Surfing On A Rocket.)
Remember how I wrote "recommended" earlier? Also
recommended: just turn off the sound and read the words. Crank up the playback speed--get to the denouement before your
anus Magus starts
bleeding believing in sympathy. Call it a
poem.
Eight days remain before the Gamalons destroy all life on Earth.
