To save money, the record company had the band pose in front of the Saved By The Bell background.
I made a huge discovery this morning in the shower.
Ever find yourself singing the songs of your youth, naked, while washing away yesterday’s sins? I know I do. Today especially.
The past few shower mind-jams have been excruciating. That stupid fucking fun. (this is not a typo) song, that every single American corporation is exploiting to fool young people into thinking their product is cool, has been stuck in my head for the last couple of weeks and its coming to the point where I want to rip my brain out and use it as a loofah. Yes its that fucking bad. No, it’s not fun.. (again not a typo). We aren’t young, we aren’t setting shit on fire, and no one’s carrying your drunk ass home tonight. Well maybe the cops.
Anywhoo, today I pulled out a deep cut classic from the dark depths of the memory banks, kind of like my man Dumbledore would below, pulling and pouring into the pensieve.

What did I manage to dig up this time? The Offspring’s “Why Don’t You Get a Job.”
The band’s Americana album was the first CD I ever purchased in 1998, and at a Costco to boot. I will let you two get reacquainted:
As I hummed through overwhelmingly catchy hook, it hit me. Somewhere between the lathering of shoulders and thighs I realize, this shit is a straight rip of the Beatles’ “Obladi Oblada.” Not even subtle, straight rip. From the structure of the chorus to the storytelling of the lyrics. Well what are you waiting for? Click that shit.
I thought I had unveiled a scandal the size of Watergate.
It turns out I was a little late to the discussion. Supposedly this has been a topic of conversation fought over by critics and the Offspring faithful since the album first dropped. A simple Google search of “Offspring Beatles” pulls thousands of results. Even the fine people who feel obligated enough to comment on YouTube are all over this. Check the top comment from the video attached above.
Super Bummer.
At least I still have my other revelation. The second verse of Blink 182′s “What’s My Age Again?” sings perfectly to the Christmas staple, “Walking in a Winter Wonderland.”
Don’t believe me? Sing it for yourself.
Lattttttteeeerrrrrrr Onnnnnn,
onnnnnn the driveeeeee hommmmeeeee,
I calllll youuurrrrrrr Mommmmmmmmm,
Frrrrooooommmmmm a payyyyyy phhhhoooonnnneeeee…..
Amazing, isn’t it? I’m definitely the first on this.
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Americana was the first CD I ever purchased also but it was at some place called tower records, i don’t think that’d even come up if you googled it.
nice meis, americana and enema of the state popped my cd buying cherry, however i purchased from this little las vegas superstore known as wal-mart
Oh, this is going to be a fun mash-up in my head now. As far as that fun. song goes: it gets more annoying the more I hear it. I’m glad I’m not alone.
YES Lindsay! You are definitely not alone.