Comments on: The worst song in the world http://www.eye-for-image.com/blog/the-worst-song-in-the-world/ THE blog for copywriters and communicators Tue, 06 Jan 2009 03:16:42 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.6.5 By: Morten Bach http://www.eye-for-image.com/blog/the-worst-song-in-the-world/#comment-187 Morten Bach Mon, 16 Jun 2008 09:51:43 +0000 http://ready6.dev.visionteam.dk/blog/?p=75#comment-187 These are hands down and by far the worst lyrics I have EVER had the misfortune of experiencing. The song, 'Life,' is written by British pop/soul singer Des'ree who (thankfully) has been off the radar since her fame peak in the 1990s. Check out the 2nd verse (3rd paragraph below), and I am absolutely certain you'll feel the same way: LIFE Chorus: Life, oh life, oh life, oh life, doo, doot doot dooo. Life, oh life, oh life, oh life, doo, doot dooo I'm afraid of the dark, 'specially when I'm in a park And there's no-one else around, Ooh, I get the shivers I don't want to see a ghost, It's a sight that I fear most I'd rather have a piece of toast And watch the evening news (Repeat Chorus) I'm a superstitious girl, I'm the worst in the world Never walk under ladders, I keep a rabbit's tail I'll take you up on a dare, Anytime, anywhere Name the place, I'll be there, Bungee jumping, I don't care! (Repeat Chorus) life, doo, doot dooo doo, doot dooo So after all is said and done I know I'm not the only one Life indeed can be fun, if you really want to Sometimes living out your dreams, Ain't as easy as it seems You wanna fly around the world, In a beautiful balloon (Repeat Chorus) These are hands down and by far the worst lyrics I have EVER had the misfortune of experiencing. The song, ‘Life,’ is written by British pop/soul singer Des’ree who (thankfully) has been off the radar since her fame peak in the 1990s.

Check out the 2nd verse (3rd paragraph below), and I am absolutely certain you’ll feel the same way:

LIFE

Chorus:
Life, oh life, oh life, oh life,
doo, doot doot dooo.
Life, oh life, oh life, oh life,
doo, doot dooo

I’m afraid of the dark,
’specially when I’m in a park
And there’s no-one else around,

Ooh, I get the shivers
I don’t want to see a ghost,
It’s a sight that I fear most
I’d rather have a piece of toast
And watch the evening news
(Repeat Chorus)

I’m a superstitious girl,
I’m the worst in the world
Never walk under ladders,
I keep a rabbit’s tail

I’ll take you up on a dare,
Anytime, anywhere
Name the place, I’ll be there,
Bungee jumping, I don’t care!
(Repeat Chorus)

life, doo, doot dooo
doo, doot dooo

So after all is said and done
I know I’m not the only one
Life indeed can be fun, if you really want to

Sometimes living out your dreams,
Ain’t as easy as it seems
You wanna fly around the world,
In a beautiful balloon
(Repeat Chorus)

]]> By: Anastasya Partan http://www.eye-for-image.com/blog/the-worst-song-in-the-world/#comment-91 Anastasya Partan Thu, 03 Jan 2008 10:13:21 +0000 http://ready6.dev.visionteam.dk/blog/?p=75#comment-91 I had no idea there was such a Radio 2 bit! I'm sending it - will let you know if anything happens (like a PR from the arty-farty band letting the world know they're improving on the original thanks to Eye for Image). Is this a whole new industry for us? I had no idea there was such a Radio 2 bit! I’m sending it - will let you know if anything happens (like a PR from the arty-farty band letting the world know they’re improving on the original thanks to Eye for Image). Is this a whole new industry for us?

]]> By: Dan Elloway http://www.eye-for-image.com/blog/the-worst-song-in-the-world/#comment-90 Dan Elloway Thu, 03 Jan 2008 09:52:18 +0000 http://ready6.dev.visionteam.dk/blog/?p=75#comment-90 Hehe. It was David, not me that wrote the post. But I\m glad it was helpful. Hehe. It was David, not me that wrote the post. But I\m glad it was helpful.

]]> By: Mandy Chilcott http://www.eye-for-image.com/blog/the-worst-song-in-the-world/#comment-89 Mandy Chilcott Thu, 03 Jan 2008 08:45:24 +0000 http://ready6.dev.visionteam.dk/blog/?p=75#comment-89 Thank you Dan. For a long time I wasn't sure if: (i) I had misunderstood the line (and was just being cynical about Danish songwriting); or (ii) I was the only one who had noticed this terrible pop-crime. Perhaps you can send Anastasya's version in to Radio 2's "Misforståede sangtekster". It's definitely an improvement on the lyrics. Thank you Dan. For a long time I wasn’t sure if: (i) I had misunderstood the line (and was just being cynical about Danish songwriting); or (ii) I was the only one who had noticed this terrible pop-crime. Perhaps you can send Anastasya’s version in to Radio 2’s “Misforståede sangtekster”. It’s definitely an improvement on the lyrics.

]]> By: David Hoskin http://www.eye-for-image.com/blog/the-worst-song-in-the-world/#comment-88 David Hoskin Wed, 19 Dec 2007 14:41:38 +0000 http://ready6.dev.visionteam.dk/blog/?p=75#comment-88 Well, it's your line now, Anastasya! You said it first on this site :-) Well, it’s your line now, Anastasya! You said it first on this site :-)

]]> By: Anastasya Partan http://www.eye-for-image.com/blog/the-worst-song-in-the-world/#comment-87 Anastasya Partan Wed, 19 Dec 2007 14:38:32 +0000 http://ready6.dev.visionteam.dk/blog/?p=75#comment-87 ARTY-FARTY? You just burst my happy Danish pop bubble. I thought these guys were all smarty and that the lyric was, "I wasn't looking for an artifact of love." And that was all philosophical and clever. How disappointing. ARTY-FARTY? You just burst my happy Danish pop bubble. I thought these guys were all smarty and that the lyric was, “I wasn’t looking for an artifact of love.” And that was all philosophical and clever.

How disappointing.

]]> By: David Hoskin http://www.eye-for-image.com/blog/the-worst-song-in-the-world/#comment-86 David Hoskin Thu, 13 Dec 2007 13:59:14 +0000 http://ready6.dev.visionteam.dk/blog/?p=75#comment-86 Thanks for your excellent comment, René. I'm glad there's someone else out there who dares to challenge the pop powers! I remember this sketch! It's one of the classics from Not the Nine O'Clock News (but perhaps not on a level with the McEnroe one!). I'll be sure to check it out on YouTube. Thanks for your excellent comment, René. I’m glad there’s someone else out there who dares to challenge the pop powers!

I remember this sketch! It’s one of the classics from Not the Nine O’Clock News (but perhaps not on a level with the McEnroe one!). I’ll be sure to check it out on YouTube.

]]> By: René Lauritsen http://www.eye-for-image.com/blog/the-worst-song-in-the-world/#comment-85 René Lauritsen Thu, 13 Dec 2007 12:35:28 +0000 http://ready6.dev.visionteam.dk/blog/?p=75#comment-85 Ah, that one's been annoying the **** out of me, too. And I thought I was the only one turning into a grumpy old(ish) man. Anyway, similar spasms of intense disgust with the entire human race (or selected samples thereof) had me in their throes when a Danish pop princess whose name escapes me and everyone else at this point in time launched the original version of the quite-catchy-really "Superstar". In this original incarnation, it boasted lines of such Avril Lavigne-like awkwardness as "You must be some kind of superstar/'Cause you move like you've got some kind of choreographer". The horror. At least Amelia had the decency to change that particular line before inflicting the ditty on wider audiences. And so ends my rant. Prompted by your reference to Kate Bush, I will, however, share with you that the delights of the ancient Not the Nine O'Clock News parody - Oh England My Leotard - can be found on YouTube now. I reproduce the lyrics below for your immediate amusement. Best regards, René Oh England, my Leotard I was into yin and yang and hatha yoga 
Ginseng and caraway seeds and being a non-smoker 
 My cauliflower quiches were better than the bought ones 
And I was thicker than two short ones 
People bought my latest hits 
’Cause they liked my latex tits 
Everyone trying hard 
 To get inside my leotard Went to my hairdresser to have a hair-do (hair do-be-do-be-do) 
He asked if I knew A La Recherche De Temps Perdu 
 That's how I was introduced to Colette, Cocteau and Marcel Proust 
Now wholefood cookery is just a sideline (Shrill 'La-La-la' middle eight.) I went to Cairo and I read the Gnostic 
Apocryphon of John in the original Coptic 
 Korsakoff's psychosis theories 
 And the Fibonacci series 
 Studied acupuncture and the Bible - the Byabubble - 
 Opened the windows in my mind 'It's not your mind, it's your body they're into-oo-oo' 
My business manager said. 
 He said that I need an intellect like I need a 
Hole hole in the in the hole in the head Though I'm an honorary member of Mensa now 
 I have to try and keep up a pretence somehow 
 'Cos you buy my latest hits 
Because you like my latex tits 
And you're all trying hard to get inside my 
Leotard leotard leotard Oh England, my leotard 
Ooh ooh ooh ooh (High, 'ooh's, increasingly varispeeded up in pitch until they're so high only dogs can hear them. And tall ones at that.) Ah, that one’s been annoying the **** out of me, too. And I thought I was the only one turning into a grumpy old(ish) man. Anyway, similar spasms of intense disgust with the entire human race (or selected samples thereof) had me in their throes when a Danish pop princess whose name escapes me and everyone else at this point in time launched the original version of the quite-catchy-really “Superstar”. In this original incarnation, it boasted lines of such Avril Lavigne-like awkwardness as “You must be some kind of superstar/’Cause you move like you’ve got some kind of choreographer”. The horror. At least Amelia had the decency to change that particular line before inflicting the ditty on wider audiences.

And so ends my rant. Prompted by your reference to Kate Bush, I will, however, share with you that the delights of the ancient Not the Nine O’Clock News parody - Oh England My Leotard - can be found on YouTube now. I reproduce the lyrics below for your immediate amusement.

Best regards,

René

Oh England, my Leotard
I was into yin and yang and hatha yoga 
Ginseng and caraway seeds and being a non-smoker 

My cauliflower quiches were better than the bought ones

And I was thicker than two short ones

People bought my latest hits

’Cause they liked my latex tits

Everyone trying hard 

To get inside my leotard
Went to my hairdresser to have a hair-do (hair do-be-do-be-do) 
He asked if I knew A La Recherche De Temps Perdu 

That’s how I was introduced to Colette, Cocteau and Marcel Proust

Now wholefood cookery is just a sideline
(Shrill ‘La-La-la’ middle eight.)
I went to Cairo and I read the Gnostic 
Apocryphon of John in the original Coptic 

Korsakoff’s psychosis theories 

And the Fibonacci series 

Studied acupuncture and the Bible - the Byabubble - 

Opened the windows in my mind
‘It’s not your mind, it’s your body they’re into-oo-oo’ 
My business manager said. 

He said that I need an intellect like I need a

Hole hole in the in the hole in the head
Though I’m an honorary member of Mensa now 

I have to try and keep up a pretence somehow 

‘Cos you buy my latest hits 
Because you like my latex tits

And you’re all trying hard to get inside my 
Leotard leotard leotard
Oh England, my leotard 
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
(High, ‘ooh’s, increasingly varispeeded up in pitch until they’re so high only dogs can hear them. And tall ones at that.)

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