I'm probably going to have kids one day. I haven't made too many long-term plans, but I have one that I won't budge from: my kids are growing up with rock music. This probably means sheltering them from certain music aimed at children under the age of seven, but I welcome the condition. Fuck you, Barney.
I've already decided on the first song to implant into their tender, impressionable minds, namely, "Bodies" by Drowning Pool. (Here's the
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Right now, you're probably asking, "Robert, how will you sleep at night knowing that you'll be exposing your children to such violence-extolling music?" Well, first of all, stop talking to your computer screen. I can't hear you. Second of all, what isn't child-friendly about this song? Think of the things kids can learn from this!
The big three are numbers (One! Nothing wrong with me! Two! Nothing wrong with me!), self-confidence (Nothing wrong with me!), and generosity (Something's got to give!).
If the line "let the bodies hit the floor" is still a problem for you, I'll have you know that it's surprisingly easy to convince a toddler that the chorus is something completely different. My ideal misheard lyric is "let the bunnies hit the floor". That line will also serve as A) an explanation that rabbits always land on their feet (I think) and 2) an incentive for the kiddies not to join PETA. What a bunch of paint-slinging nutwhacks.