We Built This City on terrible songs.

The band lip-serviced Perfect / As I slipped out of the reception, / To the streets full of masked men / Bent on some abuela’s abduction.

BAD SONGS (FT. STARSHIP) BY CRAIG CONSTANTINE 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 134

I’ve Got More Than A Feeling

This Cruel Summer never ends,

Stalking me down these store aisles

Syncophanting the brands.

Twinkies Got The Moves Like Jagger

On heavy rotation,

While cornflakes karoake the Fight Song

Long past its expiration.

Ultra-processed and flavor-locked

Flamin’ Hot Cheetos for the brain,

Catchy, at first,

But so is Covid’s next strain.

Fast Cars was short,

YMCA is long,

We Built This City on terrible songs.