That said, no, I have not watched more of Neneh Cherry's cooking show. Although, when my boss applauded my menial task achievement, I asked him if he remembered the Buffalo Stance. I then divulged that I stuffed packets while watching a cooking show, which honestly, he laughed at—in a good way, of course. I digress, no, it's better, I spent the past 15 minutes reading an entire thread devoted to bad song lyrics!
You see, I told Nick last night that the Chumbawumba Game has to stop. It was the first time I'd seen him in days and honestly, I'd enjoyed the break—from the game. I know there's a decade worth of mineable material, but it's just not sustainable. I know the 90s aren't as pilfered as the 80s, but, "How about I pull out that song lyrics game we were all working on a hand full of years ago?" Nick shrugged, "It's the 80s." Wah, wah.
Well, in the pursuit of discourse, I really enjoy the fact that Toto's Africa lyrics made this radio station's worst song lyric list. Not that I think Toto's Africa has the worst song lyrics. As a matter of fact, I think they're some of the best song lyrics ever in the entire world.
Take the Africa lyric posted by the radio station:
The wild dogs cry out in the nightand I just have to sing:
As they grow restless longing for some solitary company
I know that I must do what's right
Sure as Killimanjaro rises like Olympus over the Serengheti
It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you!
There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do...
By the way, I added my two cents to the tread with:
I feel so dirty when they start talking cute
I wanna tell her that I love her
But the point is probably moot