I would have loved Barenaked Ladies’ new song New Disaster based solely on its creative rhyming of prestidigitation: they’re the only band on Earth that could get away with that with such aplomb.
But it’s also a catchy track, with lyrics on the needle of the zeitgeist, and a chorus that’s infected my ears:
Here comes the new disaster
Here comes the end of days
Next up the sweet hereafter
We’ll tell you all about it at the next commercial break
Stay tuned for scary monsters
Watch out for rising tides
But first a word from sponsors
Might be a mess but it’s a hell of a good time
Perfect.
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