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DJ Survey: What’s Your Favorite Funny Song

New DJ Survey here! This time we asked our DJs what their favorite funny song was and got quite a large range of responses…

DJ XploRa: The Mountain Goats- “Plead Me to a Lesser Charge”

It’s a GG Allin cover, the original by him is “Shove That Warrant Up Your Ass“. I think this cover is hilarious.

DJ Luuk: Art Brut- “Moving to L.A.”

Art Brut’s songs always have a great conversational quality to them and this lends itself to some good, subtle comedy. “Moving to L.A.” is a song by them that made me laugh out loud several times when I listened to it, but it holds up musically as well!

“I’m considering a move to L.A.. Everything’s gonna be just fine, I hear the murder rate is in decline”

That lyric always made me laugh

Andrew from Keep Albany Boring: R. Kelly- “Pregnant” (Ft. Tyrese, Robin Thicke, and The Dream)

DJ Trish: Andrew Jackson Jihad- “I Love You”

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Song-A-Day: January 8

Apologies for the bad information in the original post as it is in fact not Brian Wilson’s birthday. It is still David Bowie’s birthday though, as well as R. Kelly and Jenny Lewis of Rilo Kiley who we’re going to give the new nod to for our Song-A-Day series today. This one’s the title track off of The Execution of All Things which came out back in 2002.

Soldiers come quickly, I feel the earth beneath my feet
I’m feeling badly, it’s not an attempt at decency
And if you’re well off, well then I’m happy some for you
But I’d rather not celebrate my defeat and humiliation here with you

Someone come quickly, this place was built for moving out
Leave behind buildings, the city planners got mapped out
Bring with you history, and make your hard earned feast
Then we’ll go to Omaha to work and exploit the booming music scene and humility

And we’ve been talking all night

Oh god, come quickly, the execution of all things
Let’s start with the bears and the air and mountains, rivers, and streams
Then we’ll murder what matters to you and move on to your neighbors and kids
Crush all hopes of happiness with disease because of what you did

And lastly, you’re all alone with nothing left but sleep
But sleep never comes to you, it’s just the guilt and forever wakefulness of the weak
It’s just you and me

The execution of all things
The execution of all things
The execution of all things