I just heard a song on Radio One called "She's So Lovely" by popular beat combo
Scouting For Girls.
Christ's fat cock it was bad. Really, really, really, violently, horribly, disgustingly, atrociously appalling. It's the first song I've heard in a long time that has made a serious bid for Lamest Song Ever Recorded.
Hope you're feeling brave, because ladies and gentlemen, I present you with the lyrics:
Scouting for Girls wrote:I love the way she feels her clothes
I love those frekles on her nose
I love the way she plays it cool
I think that she is beautiful
She's so lovely
She's so lovely
She's so lovely
She's so lovely
She's so lovely
She's so lovely
She's so lovely
You're funny
You're yummy
You wear tops that show a little tummy
It's easy to tease me
You never ever looked that pleased to see me
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
how we'll make it though this
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know....
I love the way she bites her lip
I love the way she shakes her hips
I love the way she makes me drool
I think that you are beautiful
She's so lovely
She's so lovely
She's so lovely
She's so lovely
She's so lovely
She's so lovely
She's so lovely
You're funny
You're yummy
I think your daddy makes a lot of money
It's easy to tease me
She never ever looked that pleased to see me
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
How we'll make it though this
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know....
I think that you are lovely
I think that you are beautiful
She's so lovely
She's so lovely
She's so lovely
She's so lovely
She's so lovely
She's so lovely
She's so lovely
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
How we'll make it though this
I don't know. I don't know, I don't know....
Utter dross.
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
How we'll make it though this
Quite.
The worst part is that these insufferable cunts list Mark Twain and Herman Melville amongst their influences.
Fuck you, Scouting For Girls. Fuck you.