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Wednesday, October 18
Have you ever heard a song that has a really great tune and you thought it was a light and innocent song...until you actually paid attention to the lyrics? So I've been listening to Regina Spektor's "Hotel Song" a lot lately. It's such a cute-sounding song, and I've just been bopping along to it when I hear it. What's not to love? The fun tune, the background "ah-ha-ha"s, lines about orca whales and whatnot. There's this one part where I couldn't quite make out what she was saying. Because of the syllables she emphasizes, it sounded like:I lit a bag of poop then
I lit a bag of poop then
Of course, those can't be the words -- even if they were, they don't make sense. To make sense the words "on fire" should be in there somewhere (a la Billy Madison). But I just kept singing along to my made-up lyrics when I listened to the song. So yesterday I thought maybe I should actually look at the cd booklet thing to see what she's actually singing. It turns out that in that seemingly benign ditty, Regina is actually singing;
A little bag of cocaine
A little bag of cocaine
That really changes the whole atmosphere of the song for me. I should have known from the title "Hotel Song." :(