Probably the Trial of Billy Jack version of “Give Peace a Chance.” It had somewhat truncated lyrics.
As in, it was simply “give peace a chance/give peace a chance/all we are saying is give peace a chance.” Over and over. And over and over and over again.
Although this is a horrible song, I don’t know if it’s quite “Glurge”. I think of glurgy songs as those that tell a story that is similar to an urban legend - like “Wildfire”, “Christmas Shoes”, or “Jesus, Take The Wheel”.
GMS strikes me more as a song with (literally) nonsense lyrics, more like “Don’t Worry, Be Happy”.
Well, to be fair, there’s that little star we call the sun.
Wow, I’ve never heard that song in its entirety. I’ve been humming the first few lines lately wondering how the rest of it goes. I had no idea it was so bizarre.
I would definitely nominate ‘‘Don’t Take the Girl’’ by Tim McGraw. Country music really does have its share of glurgy songs.
I would probably like a lot of the songs identified here, though. I’m mushy like that.
I did indeed throw up a little bit. Shit the bed, that’s horrendous. Generally I like Hair but I think my brain must have erased all memory of that piece of dreck. (Though I agree it’s not glurge like Scarlet Ribbons and the like.)
I hate this one, another contemporary country song: Temporary Home by Carrie Underwood. The sentiment itself isn’t all that horrible, if you don’t mind a bit of glurge, that is – but I hate the way the lyrics are just so poorly thought out. “Little boy, 6 years old” and “Old man, hospital bed.” I mean come on. If you’re going to tell a story, tell it.
I’ll see your vomit and raise you explosive diarrhea with The Men in My Little Girl’s Life, originally recorded by Tex Ritter, later covered by Mike Douglas.
There’s a Jewish version of that, Deaf Man in the Shteibel, that’s got an even stupider story line than the original. I’m not sure what the songwriter was thinking, but…
-The guy’s dad died, and no one in the shul knew about it? So, what, the cantor buried him alone by himself? Or is Dead Dad still lying on the bed at home? Ugh.
-They were probably trying to make the story more Jew-friendly by making it about Yom Kippur, but I’m pretty sure Jewish law says that a mourner cannot lead the High Holiday services. A mourner whose relative isn’t buried yet (see speculation above) isn’t even allowed to make blessings or pray by himself, let alone for a whole congregation.
And the worst part is, the tune’s very pretty. You want to sing along, but then you hear the lyrics…