Got your attention with that one, didn't I? What?! You thought I was calling someone a cockroach? Now that's just silly. I would never do a thing like that. There are SO many terms that are much more colorful! But, seriously, there is nothing that inspires a man to write lyrics quite like a cockroach! You always knew that they had to be good for something. This is it. As to why these vermin seem to inspire such creative and thought provoking lyrics, I haven't a clue. What is this? You say that you have never heard a really good song about a cockroach. "What sort of twisted individual writes songs about icky, nasty bugs?" you ask. Why, this man, of course!
I give you a passage from The Scorpions' Priscilla.
She lives in my kitchen Down in the shade. She likes left-overs And throw aways. I'm on a diet. She's fat. I'm ready to attack! Priscilla, Oh, Priscilla You last resistant chiller Priscilla, Oh, Priscilla Tonight I'm going to kill ya! I can't do it! I can't do it at all! She turns a man into a killer This cockroach named Priscilla, This cockroach named Priscilla!
Really, Klaus, it would be a hell of a whole lot easier to kill the pesky little vermin if you didn't give 'em names!
