Ok, this is SUPER random and has nothing to do with anything remotely current, but I wanted to talk about it.
I'm sure everyone is familiar with the song "Drops of Jupiter" by Train. Yes I know it's like 10 years old. Awesome song though.
Here it is with the lyrics. Pay attention.
Good song. But I was listening to it the other day and came to a realization: It DOESN'T MAKE ANY SENSE! And here's why, this verse right here:
Can you imagine no love, pride, DEEP-FRIED CHICKEN,
Your best friend always sticking up for you
Even when I know you're wrong?
Can you imagine no first dance, freeze-dried romance
Five-hour phone conversation
The best SOY LATTE that you ever had, and me?
Right there! He talks about deep fried chicken, and a soy latte. Come on now Train. No one has both of those. If you are eating fried chicken, you don't care about being healthy with soy.
"Oh, I just polished off that bucket of KFC, but real milk will just do me in, gotta go with the soy milk!"
Or if you are such a health nut that you drink soy lattes, there is NO WAY you'd touch anything deep fried. You know how bad for you that stuff is?
Anyway, I just noticed that the other day. I told you this blog was random. It just bothered me. That's bad continuity Train, just poor writing.
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Love it!
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