Awesome Suprises

So I'm driving to BFF Jen's house this morning* to hang with BFF Addyson for the day and I'm thinking to myself, "Did Greg put a single song on this CD that 1) I've heard of and 2) isn't horribly depressing?" Don't judge, I'm at that point where I cry at everything, especially the radio (ok, I've always done that...).

So I'm skipping through the songs looking for one that I can sing along to without bawling when I get to track #113. I literally screamed out loud when I hear a pistol shot, the unmistable opening bars, and these words, which I haven't heard in 20 years:

Forty seven dead beats living in the back street
north east west south all in the same house
sitting in a back room waiting for the big boom
I'm in a bedroom waiting for my baby

I listened to it three times in a row, singing at the top of my lungs and car dancing. It's a miracle I didn't get pulled over. For a song that was the poster child for bad rock in 1989, it's totally awesome in 2009. Come on. Somebody knows this one hit wonder, right? Don't leave me hanging as the sole bad music geek on the block.

Heading for the nineties living in the eighties
screaming in a back room waiting for the big boom...

Note: My apologies to Tater Tot for the early exposure to really bad music. Please, nobody call DHS yet! I did skip over the bad Motley Crue! (Not so much the Def Leppard that came later, but it was good Def Leppard.)

*We're pretending from yesterday, remember?