Karma Chameleon (Renaissance 2.0: Carnival of Characters, Crusades, and Causes)
I also like that the given title only barely intersects with the words on the cover.
Karma Chameleon (Renaissance 2.0: Carnival of Characters, Crusades, and Causes)
I also like that the given title only barely intersects with the words on the cover.
OOOOOOHHHHHHHHHKay. Now, those of us who patronize this site, and donate our hard-earned time and sweat and tears, suffer through a lot to aid the cause of great covers everywhere. Willingly. But, to implant an ear worm, like Karma Chameleon? Them’s fighting words.
Now I’m going to have the whole damn lyrics in my head, until the damn fireworks blow it out, tomorrow/tonight. BUGGER!!!
Boy George, I owe you one goddamn monster migraine. DAMMIT.
Yeah, but the good news is this isn’t a CONSTANT ear worm. I mean, it comes and goes, it comes and gooooeeesss…
OOOOOhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Bloody hell. I warn you, I fight dirty:
MIDNIGHT AT THE OASIS!!!
Take THAT.
Clap along if you sing this song under your breath.
(Insanely catchy!)
Clap along if you beg for the sweet release of death…
That lousy covers are an addiction,
When we critique, our fu is strong,
Once we see, they’re here forever,
Critique along, critique along….
Lousy lousy lousy lousy lousy crap book co-vers,
We see them now, we see them then,
Lying would be easy if your covers were like our dreams
Red, gold, and green, best we’ve ever seen.
Crappy Cover lovin’ in our eyeballs every day,
If we don’t like your covers, would you say,
we’re all critics, without conviction,
we’re all monkeys, who don’t know,
how to live, with all this friction,
it comes and goes, they come and go
Lousy lousy lousy lousy lousy D-I-Y co-vers,
We see them now, we see them then,
Lying would be easy if your covers were like our dreams
Red, gold, and green, worst we’ve ever seen.
Every day is like survival
We try to help, it’s not contrival,
We’re not block-ing your arrival,
But we can’t take, one more bad eyeful
Lousy lousy lousy lousy lousy D-I-Y co-vers,
We see them now, we see them then,
Lying would be easy if your covers were like our dreams
Paraphilia, cut-paste and nephileeems!
Thank yew. Thank yew verra much.