Try singing it and see if you remember the words. I don't think it qualifies as an earworm.
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Now what's playing on the radio in my head is a song about a submarine on an island, dangfraznabbit. Thanks, just thanks a LOT for that.
:: tries to dislodge earworm by singing ::
It's a world of laughter, a world or tears
Its a world of hopes, Its a world of fear
There's so much that we share
That it's time we're aware
It's a small world after all
It's a small world after all
It's a small world after all
It's a small world after all
It's a small yellow Gillian.
My son has been on a Sound of Music jag lately...chock full of earworms, but I like those. I don't think there's such a thing as too much Lonely Goatherd.
You fill up my sennnnnnses
Like a night in a forest
Like the mountains in springtiiiime
Like a walk in the raaaaaain
Like a storm in the desert
Like a sleepy blue ocean
You fill up my senses, come fill me again.
Good grief, has this thread drifted or what. :p
For me, the only cure for an earworm is to listen to the song in question. I know I have three or four songs in my iTunes library that I've bought solely to cure an earworm. It gets to that point, it's worth $0.99.
I cannot listen to Clint Eastwood by the Gorillaz or it is stuck in my head for weeks. There is no cure for that one.
Thankfully, I've had more pleasant songs in my head of late:)
CA
I think earworms are very personal. When I was in HS, there was a Tears For Fears song that always got stuck in my head. Now, with flick of a memory switch - I can get it stuck again... "everybody wants to rule the world" (crap...why did I do that??)
Singing 'Somewhere Over the Rainbow' will unstick just about anything for me (without getting stuck itself).
And, is not 'Small World' the worst earworn offender of all time??
Which makes me think of the song Popcorn
stacey - what became of this situation? this is the first thread i ever actually subscribed to, by the way. what a scary situation... i really appreciated everyone's advice to you, especially from the policewoman! i hope you've been able to ride despite this monster!
I continued to use the alternate route until I was done cycling for the winter, and I haven't seen him since I started cycling this season.
I asked around town and found someone who knew him and his family pretty well. She said the guy who was following me was often confused with another guy - and apparently I had the two men confused as well. The guy who was following me is mildly mentally handicapped and has extremely poor social skills, but she says he's not dangerous. Because of his size he's very intimidating, though. She said that next time he follows me I should stop and gently point out that it's not appropriate for him to follow behind me. I asked her if she would mind letting him know how much it scares me to be followed, if she sees him. I imagine she mentioned it to her family and somebody might have had a talk with him.
Apparently he also has an active child-like imagination, which would explain his waving the gun at motorists. Hopefully it just looks like a real gun . . .
Thank you very much for asking.
As for the subject of ear worms - nobody else on here gets "The Song That Gets on Everybody's Nerves" stuck in there head? Well . . . . since misery loves company, why I don't I remind you all how it goes!!!
I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves
I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves
I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves
and this is how it goes!
I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves
I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves
I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves
and this is how it goes!
repeat - infinitely
Or how about this one? I just LOVE this ear worm:
This is the song that never ends
oh it goes on and on, my friends
somebody started singing it, not knowing what it was!
Now they'll continue singing it forever just because . . . . .
This is the song that never ends
oh it goes on and on, my friends
somebody started singing it, not knowing what it was!
Now they'll continue singing it forever just because . . . . .