Written: Gallagher Street, Las Cruces NM, 1985
Evolving from disco music, R&R in the 80s was polluting the airwaves with songs that seemed to Knees to be nothing more than a line or two being repeated ad nauseum, as if the listening span of the average teenager had dropped below the five second level. So of course Knees had to write an opus celebrating lyrical and musical laziness. If you don’t want to join 'em, then parody 'em, Knees always said.
I don’t care if the sun never rises
Long as my music gives me no surprises
An I don’t care if the melody’s cheap
Long as I can sing it in my sleep.
Repetition, repetition, repetition, repetition.
I don’t care if it’s June or December
There’s just one lick I got to remember
An I don’t care if I’m live or dead
Just drive that rhythm right into my head.
Repetition, repetition, repetition, repetition
Repetition, repetition, repetition, repetition
Repetition, repetition, repetition, repetition
Repetition, repetition, repetition, repetition
Repetition, repetition, repetition, repetition
Repetition, repetition, repetition, repetition
Repetition, repetition, repetition, repetition
Repetition, repetition, repetition, repetition.