You’re a car crash waiting to happen/I’m putting on the brakes just to save myself/You’re a bad idea that’s gone out of fashion/I’m not even gonna put you at the back of the shelf
from Bad Idea lyrics by AlunaGeorge
Exhibit how to write a vindictive pop song, dear sugar-synth bubblegum nation. Digi drums lead the way, but a wood-and-snare tumble turns this bee and honey jam about that oft lover “who’s a car crash waiting to happen” into a whirling sublime key-funk haze of hip pops and Mariah-range sass; [LISTEN].
