It’s been over a week since I read this post and not for a minute has “It’s Tricky” left my poor brain… Before your post I forgot that song existed… now I firmly associate it with trich. I almost had it out of my head but then I had Mexican for lunch on Tuesday and I saw fish tacos on the menu and now it’s back again!
It’s Tricky to rock a rhyme, to rock a rhyme that’s… GAAAAH :smack:
You know when I went to Disneyland in Cali I was forced practically at gunpoint to go on that ride. My aunts love that ride. It consists of a very slow boat ride through several rooms in which about a zillion animatronic dollies stand around and move slowly wearing different clothes and
Singing. That. Damn. Song. Unto. Death.
I was ready to commit murder. And I had just managed to wipe it out of my memory, too.
Your punishment will be to ride in that ride, in a circular fashion, until the end of the world comes. I guess you can have Mindfield for company, though.
I read, several years ago, a line that I’ve always cherished:
“I’m waiting for the ‘It’s a Small World’ first person shooter game.”
On a more serious note - the way I’ve found to deal with earworms is to try substituting an old, decayed earworm, often one that’s been degraded by use as an advertising jingle.
[OT]Heheh. I did this to my husband on our recent trip to Disneyland, his first. I told him he had to experience the insanity first hand to really gain appreciation for it. [/OT]
Aaaand now I’ve got It’s a Small World stuck in my head. I suppose it’s my punishment.
Just imagine Bobby singing acapella in four-part harmony. No, not that song. “It’s Tricky.”
I met this little girlie
Her hair was kinda curly
Don’ worry, it’s tricky.
Went to her house and bust her out
I had to leave real early
Don’ worry, it’s tricky
(Don’ worry, it’s tricky, now.)
OOOOO oooOOO oooo OOO ooOOoo OOO ooOOoo oo oo OO ooooo…
If that doesn’t work, imagine him singing it naked.
This is the song that never ends.
It just goes on and on my friends.
Some people started singing it
not knowing what it was
and they’ll continue singing it
forever just because:
it is the song that never ends.
It just goes on and on my friends.
Some people started singing it. . .
Earworms used to be a problem for me, until I figured out that you find a song you love, then substitute that when the earworm pops up. My substitute used to be “The Little Old Lady (from Pasadena)” ("go, granny–go, granny–go, granny,go!). Currently, it’s Chuck Berry’s “My Dingaling.” Being female, I can’t walk through a store singing to myself, “…won’t you play with my dingaling?” I get looks…
I don’t know what the Tricky song is, so that didn’t work. And Kenya doesn’t get me too much.
Magical Trevor kills me, though, and what’s worse is my SO hates it, so we get scenarios like this:
Me: Magical Trevor, he’s ever so clever -
SO: Stop it.
Me: Oops.
(silence for a few minutes. Then I forget and)
Me: Look at him now! Disappearing a cow!
Him: STOP IT.
Me: Okay! Sorry!
(Few minutes pass).
Me: Magical Trevor, he’s ever so clever -
Him: :smack: STOP with that awful song right now!
Welcome to our world
Welcome to our world
Welcome to our world of toys!
My “rid myself of the earworm” songs are “And I’m Telling You” and “The First Noel”. I have no idea why.