Tuesday, May 22, 2007

Beat a Baby

You ever hear a song and can't figure out what they're singing? Or you hear words, which your brain processes into: feasible but not necessarily correct lyrics; unlikely but possible lyrics; or crazy/impossible lyrics because you can't hear anything but that while trying to interpret the jumble.

Well, my current stumper plays on the radio frequently, but I don't know the artist or the title -- and I can't look it up by the lyrics, because my version goes: "ohh whoa, ohh whoa, beeeeat a baby..."
I'm pretty sure that's not what they're singing, but that's what I hear.

Speaking of frequently-played songs, if I hear that fucking "Gravity" song again I'm going to do ...something. Not sure what, but I hate that song. I was driving up toward Baltimore for the D&D miniatures qualifier last Saturday, and that song came on. I quick jammed the tape into the player and let it go. As I drove back from the qualifier (which was a complete disaster -- my only win in the four rounds I played before dropping was a bye) the tape looped around to where it had started. So I hit eject -- and the next song that came on the radio was "Gravity." The tape went back in.

3 comments:

Pusher said...

Aargh. I don't know the Gravity song, so I looked it up. John effing Mayer. HATE. I had the same reaction to that stupid "Your Body Is a Wonderland" song of his a while back. Hate. Much sympathy.

Maybe it's "Be my baby" only they're saying "my" more like "mah"?

DiploWhat said...

Hey Pork! Hey Pork! You don't have to be pork anymore! Cheez Wiz is here!

Front 242 real lyrics: Hey poor, hey poor, you don't have to be poor anymore. Jesus is here.

Anonymous said...

Let me solve your problem. Buy LCD Soundsystem's "Sound of Silver." This album was made for you, Paul, to enjoy. Seriously.

SVB