Ke$ha - We R Who We R

The ride home on Jan 21st, 2011 brings us the following disaster:

Yes, “We R Who We R” by Ke$ha.

By now, everyone in America (except for prehaps my parents) has heard at least one song by Ke$ha.  Dressing in the latest hobo fashions, this “artist” has blown on to the scene with trashy party anthems, starting with Tik Tok in 2009.  How she has managed to parlay her minimal talents into platinum success is beyond me.  (Wikipedia has her album Animal selling 1,161,600 units.)

While I’ve heard chunks of this song before, looking for content for this blog has led me to listen to the entire blasted thing.  It was a shoe in for Today’s Bad Song because I ended up hearing it a second time while scanning the airwaves.

I know I talked about ripping apart the lyrics to songs I heard, but here’s the problem with a Ke$ha song… there aren’t any.  The song is primarily chorus, a chorus that looks like this:  

“Tonight we’re going har-har-har-har-har-hard  

Just like the world is our-our-our-our-our-ours  

We’re tearin’ it apar-par-par-par-par-part
You know we’re superstars
We are who we are

We’re dancing like we’re dumb-dumb-du-du-du-dumb
Our bodies go numb-numb-nu-nu-nu-numb
We’ll be forever young-young-y-y-y-young
You know we’re superstars
We are who we are” 

Seriously? This song is getting airplay? No Ke$ha, you will NOT be forever young, especially not if you live life thinking you’re a superstar, all the while dancing like an idiot until you go numb.   

At one point she describes her ripped up stockings and glittery makeup as “sick and sexy-fied.”  Well, you honestly do look sick, but I don’t know of anyone who has looked as Ke$ha and described her as “sexy.” I’ve heard greasy, skanky and dirty, but never sexy.   

“I’m just talkin’ truth  

I’m telling you ‘bout the sh*t we do
We’re sellin’ our clothes, sleepin’ in cars
Dressin’ it down, hittin’ on dudes, hard ”

You sell your clothes and sleep in cars?  You know who else does those things?  HOBOS! Ke$ha is glamorizing the life of a hobo.  When you’ve been drinking Thunderbird like I’m convinced Ke$ha does, I’m sure you’d think glittery eye makeup was a good idea too.  

“DJ turn it up  It’s about damn time to live it up
I’m so sick of being so serious
It’s making my brain delirious”

Looking at the previous lyrics, I don’t think that Ke$ha has been serious a single moment in her life.  I believe the Thunderbird is the real cause of her delirium.

As of today, Jan 21st, this song is number 7 on Billboard’s Hot 100.  It peaked at number 1, and has been on the chart for 12 weeks.  I don’t understand who her music continues to be listened to and sell.  It’s not overtly sexual, it’s not violent, it’s just stupid.  Offensively stupid.  

As a side note, I think I’m going to list what else I heard (and Soundhound can identify) on the days I make a post.  That way you can see the junk I subject myself too and get a glimpse into future posts.  (Occasionally I hear some good songs, today was not one of those days.)

Waka Flocka Flame - No Hands

Linkin Park - In The End

Chris Brown - Yeah 3X

Black Eyed Peas - Boom Boom Pow

Birdman - Fire Flame