My car doesn’t have a radio right now. Well, it hasn’t for a couple months. A child (who shall remain nameless) shoved something into the cassette deck, along with a casette, and now? nothing. The tape won’t play, and it won’t come out to let the radio play.
So.
Why am I telling you this? Because I tend to get stuck with these earworms. Sometimes, it’s a musical line (yesterday it was the theme to Hawaii 5-0, for example) sometimes it’s lyrics (Oink, Oink, Zoopals!).
Today? It’s been a treat.
Casey Jones you better watch your speed
Trouble ahead, trouble behind
And you know that notion just crossed my mind
This old engine makes it on time
Leaves Hazard Station ’bout a quarter to nine
Hits Trouble Junction at seventeen to
At a quarter to ten you know it’s drivin’ again
The thing is, this song will play itself over and over and over again in my mind, and sometimes transmogrify into something else (”War, what is it good for? Absolutely nuthin’”) but usually just repeating.
And you know that notion just crossed my mind
