November 18, 2008
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My fantasy football team has been a bit of a disappointment this year and although I still have a shot at the playoffs, its going to be tough. This week though I won by the slimmest margin of any team in the league for the entire season. I won by three-tenths of a point, 107.9-107.6. If this were an election, they would have done a recount. To put this into perspective, it was so close that if one of the other teams players had managed to get one more yard or if his defense had allowed one fewer point, I probably would have lost. But, I’m thrilled to escape with a victory and keep hope alive.
I recently added some new songs to my playlist. One of them is the catchy and brilliant “Love Me Dead” by Ludo. Once this song gets stuck in my head, I can’t get it out of my head. The lyrics are ferocious and funny. Go back up and listen to the song and pay attention to the lyrics. No, fuck that just read the lyrics right here (but still listen to the song):
“Love Me Dead“
Love me cancerously
like a salt-sore soaked in the sea.
“High-maintenance” means
you’re a gluttonous queen, narcissistic and mean.
Kill me romantically
Fill my soul with vomit
then ask me for a piece of gum.
Bitter and dumb, you’re my sugarplum
You’re awful, I love you…She moves through moonbeams slowly
She knows just how to hold me
and when her edges soften
her body is my coffin.
I know she drains me slowly
She wears me down to bones in bed…
must be the sign on my head
it says, “Oh, love me dead!”
Love me dead!You’re a faith-healer on T.V.
You’re an office park without any trees
corporate and cold
gushing for gold – leave me alone.
You suck so passionately
You’re a parasitic, psycho, filthy creature
finger-bangin’ my heart.
You call me up drunk, does the fun ever start?
You’re hideous… and sexy!She moves through moonbeams slowly
She knows just how to hold me
and when her edges soften
her body is my coffin.
I know she drains me slowly
She wears me down to bones in bed…
must be the sign on my head
it says, “Oh, love me dead!”
Love me dead!Wow! Uh!
Love me cancerously
…(whistling)…
Brrrot-dot-da-d-da-da!
Brrrot-dot-da-d-da-da!
How’s your new boy?
Does he know about me?
You’ve got the mark of the beast.
You’re born of a jackal! You’re beautiful!She moves through moonbeams slowly
She knows just how to hold me
and when her edges soften
her body is my coffin.
I know she drains me slowly
She wears me down to bones in bed…
Wha’ ’bout this sign on my head
it says, “Oh, love me dead!”
Love me dead!
Love me dead!
Love me dead!
Oh… love me dead!
