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Musical Earworms

Musical Earworms

the battle is ON

I wasn't going to write any more articles today... but the gauntlet has been thrown. Gideon has challenged me to an earworm competition. For those of you who do not know what an earworm is, read this article: Link

The battle began with:


"I closed my eyes,
Drew back the curtain,
To see for certain
What I thought I knew..."

DAMN YOU, SHE!!! LOL


I countered with:

"It's a small world after all... It's a small world after all..."

Gideon quite evilly came back with:

"Friday night and the lights are low
Looking out for the place to go
Where they play the right music, getting in the swing
You come in to look for a king
Anybody could be that guy
Night is young and the musics high
With a bit of rock music, everything is fine
Youre in the mood for a dance
And when you get the chance..."

and I responded with:

Day-o, day-ay-ay-o
Daylight come and he wanna go home
Day, he say day, he say day, he say day,
He say day, he say day-ay-ay-o
Daylight come and he wanna go home

And now, I'm opening the battle up to all of JU. I don't know how to determine who comes up with the worst earworm, but I'm sure popular vote could decide it.

Ok, everyone, what songs get stuck in YOUR ears.
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Reply #26 Top
I've never heard some of you guys' stuff (but now I have Cartman's song stuck in my head


It's better if you don't know them. This song could be dangerous. (As you know, since you've gotten a song stuck in your head)

Reply #27 Top
Come and listen to a story about a man named Jed
A poor mountaineer, barely kept his family fed,
Then one day he was shootin' at some food,
And up through the ground came a bubblin' crude.

Oil that is, black gold, Texas tea.

Well the first thing you know ol' Jed's a millionaire,
Kinfolk said Jed move away from there
Said Californy is the place you ought to be
So they loaded up the truck and moved to Beverly.

Hills, that is.
Swimmin pools, movie stars...
Reply #28 Top
Come and listen to a story about a man named Jed
A poor mountaineer, barely kept his family fed,


I had to sing this reggae style at freshman orientation in front of about 200 people... solo. A "friend" from summer camp volunteered me.

They're creepy and they're kooky,
Mysterious and spooky,
They're all together ooky,
The Addams Family.

Their house is a museum
Where people come to see 'em
They really are a scream
The Addams Family.
Reply #29 Top
Greeeeeeen Acres is the place to be
Farm living is the life for me
Land spreading out so far and wide
Take Manhattan just give me that countryside...
Reply #30 Top
And so we talked all night about the rest of our lives
Where we're gonna be when we turn 25
I keep thinking times will never change
Keep on thinking things will always be the same
But when we leave this year we won't be coming back
No more hanging out cause we're on a different track
And if you got something that you need to say
You better say it right now cause you don't have another day
Cause we're moving on and we can't slow down
These memories are playing like a film without sound
And I keep thinking of that night in June
I didn't know much of love
But it came too soon
And there was me and you
And then we got real blue
Stay at home talking on the telephone
We would get so excited and we'd get so scared
Laughing at ourselves thinking life's not fair
And this is how it feels

As we go on
We remember
All the times we
Had together
And as our lives change
Come Whatever
We will still be
Friends Forever



Now this stays in the skull for awhile.

~Zoo
Reply #31 Top
Now the world don't move to the beat of just one drum
What might be right for you might not be right for some...
Reply #32 Top
Zoo, so far yours is the only one to come back and get stuck in my head. I just caught myself humming it AGAIN!

I want my baby back baby back baby
I want my baby back baby back baby

Chilli's baby back ribs
Chilli's baby back ribs.
Reply #33 Top

Especially for SHE:

I -was born -under a wande-rin' star, -
I- was born-under a wander-in' star. -


Wheels are made for rollin', mules are made to pack;
I've never seen a sight that didn't look better lookin' back.


I- was born -under a wander-in' star, - a
Wand'rin', wand'rin' star.-

Mud can make you prisoner
And the plains can make you dry;
Smoke can burn your eyes,
But only people make you cry.
Home was made for comin' from,
And dreams of goin' to,
Which, with any luck, will never come true.


I was born under a wanderin' star,
I was born under a wanderin' star.

Do I know where hell is? Hell is in "Hello."
Heaven is "Good bye forever, it's time for me to go."

I was born under a wanderin' star,
A wanderin', wanderin' star.


BRIDGE:...


I was born under a wanderin' star,
I was born under a wanderin' star.

When I get to heaven, better tie me to a tree,
Or I'll be off to roam again, you know where I will be.

I was born under a wanderin' star,
A wanderin', wanderin' star.

Reply #34 Top

Hey it's Franklin,

Coming over to play,

Getting better, every daaaay.

Reply #38 Top
Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale,
a tale of a fateful trip.


Try singing Amazing Grace to this tune. I can't hardly sing it in church because we sang it this way in youth group. I've wanted to teach the bus kids, but they probably don't even know Gilligan's Island!

Reply #39 Top
And Doc, that was just evil!


You are probably the only one who gets it.
Reply #40 Top
You are probably the only one who gets it.


Oh, so your evilness truly is directed at me? I'm not sure how that makes me feel... And it worked, it is now stuck in my head. I had to counter with some Gaelic Storm, which is unlikely to get stuck in anyone else's head since I doubt there are any other fans here...

Instead, I counter with...

Young man, there's no need to feel down.
I said, young man, pick yourself off the ground.
I said, young man, 'cause you're in a new town
There's no need to be unhappy.

Young man, there's a place you can go.
I said, young man, when you're short on your dough.
You can stay there, and I'm sure you will find
Many ways to have a good time.

It's fun to stay at the y-m-c-a.
It's fun to stay at the y-m-c-a.

They have everything for young men to enjoy,
You can hang out with all the boys ...

It's fun to stay at the y-m-c-a.
It's fun to stay at the y-m-c-a.
Reply #41 Top
AAAAAAAGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!

You went nuclear!  
Reply #42 Top
You went nuclear!


Yeah, only problem is that I'm just as likely to suffer from radiation sickness...

*humming y m c a, it's fun to stay at the...*
Reply #43 Top
You went nuclear!


Yeah, only problem is that I'm just as likely to suffer from radiation sickness...

*humming y m c a, it's fun to stay at the...*
Reply #44 Top
My wife and I regularly blame these tunes on our internal DJ's, who are suprisingly sick buggers. But we believe we've found a cure. There are two songs which will cancel all others out, sort of like Liquid Paper for the brain. These are "My Favourite Things' from The Sound Of Music or "Copacabana" by Barry Manilow. Then, you're left with either of these tunes stuck in your head. The good thing we've found is these two songs are actually easy to cancel out and replace with something more appropriate.

Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens
Bright copper kettles and warm woollen mittens
Brown paper packages tied up with string
These are a few of my favourite things

OR

At the Copa, Copacabana
The hottest spot north of Havana
At the Copa, Copacabana
Music and passion were always in fashion
At the Copa...they fell in love
Reply #45 Top
I find that if I sing the whole song, that usually gets it out of my head. Unfortunately, once I get "Whoomp, There it is" in my head... it takes forever to get it out. Mostly because it's that tiny section that repeats so well, and I don't know the rest of the song. Then, I have to go to my default songs to attempt to drown it out.

Speaking of which...

Whoomp, there it is. Whoomp, there it is.