So I've been thinking lately about song lyrics. What if someone were to find the remnants of our civilization after it were destroyed Pompey style in a freak accident that leaves nothing but a mushroom cloud the size of the Atlantic Ocean and all the song lyrics ever written? What would people say about my society? What would they discern about our way of life? For example: "Just like the white winged dove sings the song sounds like she's singing oo baby oo say oo" or "shot through the heart and you're too late you give love a bad name" or "I'm too sexy for my cat" or even "Listen to the sounds of silence".
If that was all some goupy alien who breathed out of his ears knew about our world, what would he (or she, or it) think about me? Perhaps he would envision some frightening bird/cat cross that bleeds sensually and sings and spends most of my time trying to hear silence through what it considers its lungs. Stuff from nightmeres for sure.
I love laughing at lyrics.
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