Take This Song Out Of My Head

It's an immutable fact of life that when a song decides to take possession of that spot in your head, it's almost always a fucking crappy one, dredged from some deep, unfathomable hole in your mind which houses the worst songs ever to be written and to be heard.

And the song goes round and round like a record babe right round round round....fuck! I mean like a hamster on its wheel, getting rid of any coherent thoughts before they can even form. There isn't any logic to which songs my brain latches on to... nothing's a barrier when it comes to picking irritating tunes. Even if I deliberately try to think of songs I like, once my attention is diverted, the fucking thing sneakily crawls right back.

In the past few days, I've been listening to the radio playing all these crappy songs in an unending loop. They say joy shared is doubled. Maybe so, but pain shared is even better because pain shared is...errr, pain spread around.

So that you don't suffer alone.

Selfish? But what else would you wish for with songs like these ones?

Songs like - Spin Me Round, The Cheeky Song and that mega stupid I'm A Barbie Girl. And also that Dr Jones shit. The fact that Crazy Frog was played a few times this week didn't make things easier on the mood.

And the one that's driven me to write this one out of sheer desperation is Spin Me Round. Yep, that song from three decades back. The irritating part is that I seem to know the entire lyrics to that miserable damn song. I've not even seen the entire video and I can't stand the stupid pretend to be blind in one eye singer either. So WHY oh fucking WHY is "spin me round round like a record babe right round round round" skittering around in my head like a fucking demented bird in a cage?

Seriously, I think I'm about ready for that homicidal maniac with the fucking heavy construction issue sledgehammer.

Seriously.

...round right round round round...like a record babe...

Fuck man!