earwormhole

It so happened that someone mentioned the word "bang" in #dreamwidth-support, and dreamatdrew and I both instantly got earwormed.

Now, my earworm is a classic, and is very well suited for me to then blame other people for my getting earwormed.

R.E.M. - Bang and Blame

Lyrics

If you could see yourself now, baby
It's not my fault
You used to be so in control
You're going to roll right over this one
Just roll me over, let me go
You're laying blame
Take this as no, no, no

You bang, bang, bang, bang, bang,
Blame, blame, blame
You bang, bang, bang, bang, bang,
It's not my thing so let it go

If you could see yourself now baby,
The tables have turned
The whole world hinges on your swings
Your secret life of indiscreet discretions
I'd turn the screw and leave the screen,
Don't point your finger,
You know that's not my thing

You came to bang, bang, bang, bang, bang,
Blame, blame, blame
You bang, bang, bang, bang, bang,
It's not my thing so let it go, now

You've got a little worry,
I know it all too well,
I've got your number,
But so does every kiss-and-tell
Who dares to cross your threshold,
Or happens on your way,
Stop laying blame
You know that's not my thing

You know that's not my thing,
You came to bang, bang, bang, bang, bang,
Blame, blame, blame
You bang, bang, bang, bang, bang,
It's not my thing so let it go
You bang, bang, bang, bang, bang,
Blame, blame, blame
You bang, bang, bang, bang, bang,
It's not my thing so let it go

You kiss on me, tug on me, rub on me, jump on me,
You bang on me, beat on me, hit on me, let go on me,
You let go on me

I have been seriously into R.E.M. ever since pyrogenic introduced me to their music, so this is not a surprise.


Now, the song that Drew was earwormed with ...


Ricky Martin - She Bangs

The comments there are really not worth reading, unless you like people attempting to insult Justin Bieber by calling him gay, and attempting to compliment Ricky Martin by calling him less gay than aforementioned JB. KIND OF MISSING THE POINT OF BEING GAY HERE, PEOPLE. Though the core idea behind their babbling is relevant -- it is a credit to Ricky Martin's acting skills/professionalism/etc. that he has convincing chemistry with the other dancers and the camera such that the music video is so convincingly sensual and blatantly (hetero)sexual. With a few people decrying the prudishness of modern music on modern broadcast radio.

Lyrics:

Talk to me
Tell me your name
You blow me off like it's all the same
You lit a fuse and now I'm ticking away
Like a bomb
Yeah, baby

Talk to me
Tell me your sign
You're switching sides like a Gemini
You're playing games and now you're hittin' my
Heart
Like a drum
Yeah, baby

Well if lady luck gets on my side
We're gonna rock this town alive
I'll let her rough me up
'Till she knocks me out
She walks like she talks,
And she talks like she walks

And she bangs, she bangs
Oh baby
When she moves, she moves
I go crazy
'Cause she looks like a flower but she stings
Like a bee
Like every girl in history
She bangs, she bangs

I'm wasted by the way she moves
No one ever looked so fine
She reminds me that a woman only got one thing on her mind

Talk to me
Tell me your name
I'm just a link in your daisy chain
Your rap sounds like a diamond
Map to the stars
Yeah, Baby

Talk to me
Tell me the news
You wear me out like a pair of shoes
We'll dance until the band goes home
Then you're gone
Yeah, Baby

Well if it looks like love should be a crime
You'd better lock me up for life
I'll do the time with a smile on my face
Thinking of her in her leather and lace

Well if Lady Luck gets on my side
We're gonna rock this town alive
I'll let her rough me up
'Till she knocks me out
She walks like she talks,
And she talks like she walks

So I listened to it, and then watched the whole thing because I was too busy giggling about the octopus-merman (TENTACLES!!) and in short, I've been earwormed with this for about the past week due to excessive rewatching. As one does.