the adverts on the telly, the jingles that they play
they creep inside your head and that is where they stay
lurking behind other thoughts just waiting for that time
when they jump out to annoy you with their infectious rhyme
they have no sense of timing these bloody ear worms
we can't predict the occasion when they will return
it could be many years then just out of the blue
a motto from a bygone era will come back to haunt you
It’ll sneak up very quietly before giving you a slap
“Do the shake and vac and put the freshness back”
where did that came from, did you remember all the words
and realise the power of fucking adverts
implanting stupid products deep inside your soul
fulfilling the jingle writers primary goal
I know you won't thank me, now that's inside your head
but wait 'til it's still bouncing around as you're awake in bed