I used to be up on all the new music and all into the indie people and such. But for the last… how many years? I’m like “No! I only want to hear Simon and Garfunkel and Gordon Lightfoot and don’t you dare try to make me listen to anything new!”. Rob has become my introducer of new musics into my life. Occasionally he forces me out of my ABBA rut (yes, I admit it!) and makes me listen to some cool tunes. To wit (and please remember that this is a fan-made video so any images of Gwen Stefani aren’t authorized):
See them on their big bright screen
tan and blonde and seventeen
Eating nonfood keeps them mean
but they’re young forever
If they must grow up
they marry dukes and earls
I hate California girls
They ain’t broke, so they put on airs,
the faux folk sans derrieres
They breathe coke and they have affairs
with each passing rock star
They come on like squares
then get off like squirrels
I hate California girls
Looking down their perfect noses
at me and my kind
do they think we won’t
well, never mind
Laughing through their perfect teeth
at everyone I know
do they think we won’t
get up and go?
So
I have planned my grand attacks
I will stand behind their backs
with my brand-new battle ax
Then will they taste my wrath
They will hear me say
as the pavement whirls
“I hate California girls…”