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Yes, you are subject to constant ridicule and embarrassment
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Yes, you are subject to constant ridicule and embarrassment
Maybe he intended to put it in the "Songs I really hate" thread but put it in the wrong thread.
Yeah, no. He didn't.theracer120 wrote: ↑6 years ago Maybe he intended to put it in the "Songs I really hate" thread but put it in the wrong thread.
No and no. Stop. Or you'll dig yourself in so deep your only option will be to dig your way out.
Im with you there and I am not even prepared to click on play to find just how intolerable it is..theracer120 wrote: ↑6 years ago I refuse to accept that anything Justin Bieber has ever put out could be tolerable.
No, the ban will be for crimes against our ear drums
Is it a truly bad track? It isn't. I can understand why people like it. However, is it a good or great track? Not in the slightest. It is nothing more than generic tripe that pollutes the airwaves, like Taylor Swift, or Katie Perry, or Beyonce, or any other pop genre artist.erwin greven wrote: ↑6 years ago Tbh: when i heard the track for the first time i thought it was a good track. And i refused to have a different opinion when the dj told it was a track from Bieber. When its good its good. No matter who it performs.
I'm sure there's a double-entendre in here somewhere...theracer120 wrote: ↑6 years ago I refuse to accept that anything Justin Bieber has ever put out could be tolerable.
There was one in the gang who had Scalextric
And because of that he thought he was better than you
Every day after school you'd go round there to play it
Hoping to compete for some kind of championship
But it always took about fifteen billion hours to set the track up
And even when you did the thing never seemed to work
It was a dodgy transformer again and again
A dodgy transformer again and again
It was a dodgy transformer again and again
A dodgy transformer that cost three pound ten
So he'd send his doting mother up the stairs with the stepladders
To get the Subbuteo out of the loft
He had all the accessories required for that big match atmosphere
The crowd and the dugout and the floodlights too
You'd always get palmed off with a headless centre forward
And a goalkeeper with no arms and a face like his
And he'd managed to get hold of a Dukla Prague away kit
'Cos his uncle owned a sports shop and he'd kept it to one side
And after only five minutes you'd be down to ten men
'Cos he'd sent off your right back for taking the base from under his left winger
And come to half time you were losing four-nil
Each and every goal a hotly disputed penalty
So you'd smash up the floodlights and the match was abandoned
And the dog would bark and you'd be banned from his house
And your travelling army of synthetic supporters
Would be taken away from you and thrown in the bin
Now he's working in a job with a future
He hands me my Giro every two weeks
And me I'm on the lookout for a proper transformer