Our early Christmess was infested with "Surfin Bird" by the Trashman:
A-well-a everybody's heard about the bird
B-b-b-bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a bird, bird, bird, the bird is the word
A-well-a bird, bird, bird, well the bird is the word
A-well-a bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a bird, bird, bird, well the bird is the word
A-well-a bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a bird, bird, bird, well the bird is the word
A-well-a bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a don't you know about the bird?
Their songs are too fucking catchy. I've had "Sister Golden Hair" going through my head for almost a month now, but a few minutes of "A Horse with No Name" is more than enough.
Posted by
Kathy Fennessy on December 25, 2008 at 10:55 PM
The most famous alumni (other than Kathleen Turner, and someone evidently well-known named Bo Bice, you tell me) of my high school - on a US Air Force base outside London. Thus the immigrant enthusiasm of their name. They're awful.
Posted by
Grant Cogswell on December 26, 2008 at 12:40 AM
Just shoot some heroin, Charles, then you will really understand the deep meanings of that song. The more heroin you shoot up at once, the deeper your understanding will be. Start with a big shot and just keep on shooting up bigger and bigger doses.
Posted by
OD for World Peace on December 26, 2008 at 8:08 AM
I remember when America's HWNN came out in 1972 or so, a local radio station had a contest where they would continually play the song until a caller came up with a name for that horse. The winner was "Get That Darned Song Off The Air!".
That's weird. Eating dinner at a Chinese restaurant last night, a couple of my friends had a bet going over whether or not Neil Young was in America. If your first thought is "Wait, there's no way a Canadian be in a band called America!" then you'd be right. He wasn't.
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