As opposed to, say, “Louie, Louie”? Or “Surfing Bird”? Or “Hang On, Sloopy”? Or, “Wooly Bully”? Or, “Purple People Eater”? Or...
I never worried about being eaten since I couldn’t fly and wasn’t purple.
Thank God that aircraft crash spared us from the awful music of the Big Bopper.
On the other hand, while it’s older, it’s hard for almost any lyric to reach the heights of “there’s a yearning undefined, and people filled with rage . . .” and how can people find happiness “in such a graceless age?”
As opposed to, say, Tales of Brave Ulysses by Cream.
Her name is Aphrodite and she rides a crimson shell,
And you know you cannot leave her for you touched the distant sands
With tales of brave Ulysses, how his naked ears were tortured
By the sirens sweetly singing.
It's certainly true that every generation produces some songs that are cringe-inducing. It's just that they used to be sparse enough to avoid by jumping around the radio dial.
I still want to know if I’m supposed to care if Jimmy cracks corn or not.