whoops-you guessed wrong in the Great Religion Lottery and get sent to Hell.
What dreaded song is eternally looped over the Infernal Musak System?
For me, it would be “Timothy”.
My Beloved says hers would be “Wildfire”.
“I’ve Never Been to Me.”
The Way We Were.
I’d just have to kill myself.
Oh… That wouldn’t work, would it?
In my personal Hell, it would be “In The Year 2525.” But that song is so bad I’m not sure even Satan could stand having it on.
A toss-up between “Honey” and “Feelings”.
Perhaps a DJ party mix of the two.
It’s a medley of “You Light Up My Life” and “Una Paloma Blanca.”
Hey, now, I like one of those.
I second “Honey” and since we’ve got nothing to lose we can beat the crap out of Bobby Goldsboro when he shows up.
What does it matter which song you choose? It is going to be looped for all eternity. Even if you could pick your favourite song it would remain so for about a week before you were sick of it. An eon or two into eternity listening to the same song and you’ll want to start hanging out with Pauly Shore.
Think about this - which would you rather have your favourite song or 1 million songs you dislike? I know that I take the variety.
In answer to the OP, it would have to be Ween - Push th’ Little Daisies. I think that this song was once proven to be on Hells jukebox, but I can’t find the link anymore.
“Playground In My Mind” by Clint Holmes.
Fortunately, I’ve never heard it all the way through. Any part of it is too much.
My name is Michael, I’ve got a nickel…"
Where’s my flamethrower?
“Butterfly Kisses” by Bob Carlyle. So glurgy it makes me want to die… or kill!
“I Will Always Love You” by Whitney Houston. SHIT!!! It hurts me to even think about that song.
Oh yeah: “Teddy Bear” by Red Sovine.
Please, don’t make me remember!
Probably that Cher tune 'Do you believe in life after love…after love…after love in the really monotonous crappy club remix they released.
Or maybe ‘Mmm-Bop’. I would rather stick a ferret down my pants than to ever hear those little Hanson fuckers again.
“Sugar Shack” or “Don’t Take the Girl”
Birdhouse in your Soul would make me commit suicide in hell. Then where would I go? 
Havin’ my baby
What a lovely way of sayin’ how much you love me
Havin’ my baby
What a lovely way of sayin’ what you’re thinkin’ of me :smack:
“Everything is Beautiful, in its Own Wa-a-a-a-a-a-a-y.”
Just thinking about that song, I’m already in Hell.
In a cruel, ironic, rubbing-it-in way, I’m sure that’ it’d be
The Resurrection Rap by Carman.
Frankly, you could just tune a radio to a top-40 station. That would be entirely sufficient torture.