Alanis Morissette covers My Humps

Exposing the retardation that is "My Humps" is pretty useless, but kudos anyway. A newfound respect for Alanis, I say!

Man, as much as I appreciate this, I think a better way to show that the song is crap is to never acknowledge its existence. With the memory of the pop culture minded these days, it's best to let these things just fade into the darkness, where it belongs.

Fantastic.

And yet...THIS is still the best version of that song.

Totally love how she subverts the song and has fun doing it.

It simply rocks!

I have to give props to someone, too, who takes a song and really makes it their own. That was a good arrangement and very appropriate style for the artist.

Seriously, the Black Eyed Peas winning a Grammy has got to be a sign of the apocalypse. They're the same people who wrote "Let's Get Retarded." No one considers them to be great lyricists.

The song won a Grammy. How bad can it be?

Have you heard it?

ETA: Lyrics:
What you gon' do with all that junk?
All that junk inside your trunk?
I'ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump,
My hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely little lumps (Check it out)

I drive these brothers crazy,
I do it on the daily,
They treat me really nicely,
They buy me all these ices.
Dolce & Gabbana,
Fendi and NaDonna
Karan, they be sharin'
All their money got me wearin' fly
Brother I ain't askin,
They say they love my ass ‘n,
Seven Jeans, True Religion's,
I say no, but they keep givin'
So I keep on takin'
And no I ain't taken
We can keep on datin'
I keep on demonstrating.

My love (love), my love, my love, my love (love)
You love my lady lumps (love),
My hump, my hump, my hump (love),
My humps they got you,

She's got me spending.
(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me and spending time on me.
She's got me spendin'.
(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me, up on me, on me

What you gon' do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I'ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
What you gon' do with all that ass?
All that ass inside them jeans?
I'm a make, make, make, make you scream
Make you scream, make you scream.
Cos of my hump (ha), my hump, my hump, my hump (what).
My hump, my hump, my hump (ha), my lovely lady lumps (Check it out)

I met a girl down at the disco.
She said hey, hey, hey yea let's go.
I could be your baby, you can be my honey
Let's spend time not money.
I mix your milk wit my cocoa puff,
Milky, milky cocoa,
Mix your milk with my cocoa puff, milky, milky riiiiiiight.

They say I'm really sexy,
The boys they wanna sex me.
They always standing next to me,
Always dancing next to me,
Tryin' a feel my hump, hump.
Lookin' at my lump, lump.
You can look but you can't touch it,
If you touch it I'ma start some drama,
You don't want no drama,
No, no drama, no, no, no, no drama
So don't pull on my hand boy,
You ain't my man, boy,
I'm just tryn'a dance boy,
And move my hump.

My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump,
My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump.
My lovely lady lumps (lumps)
My lovely lady lumps (lumps)
My lovely lady lumps (lumps)
In the back and in the front (lumps)
My lovin' got you,

She's got me spendin'.
(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me and spending time on me.
She's got me spendin'.
(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me, up on me, on me.

What you gon' do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I'ma get, get, get, get you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
What you gon' do with all that ass?
All that ass inside them jeans?
I'ma make, make, make, make you scream
Make you scream, make you scream.
What you gon' do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I'ma get, get, get, get you drunk,
Get you love drunk off this hump.
What you gon' do wit all that breast?
All that breast inside that shirt?
I'ma make, make, make, make you work
Make you work, work, make you work.

(A-ha, a-ha, a-ha, a-ha) [x4]

She's got me spendin'.
(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me and spendin' time on me
She's got me spendin'.
(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me, up on me, on me.

This is almost as good as when Ben Folds did "Bitches Ain't Shit."

(youtube search should find it for you in five seconds if you're curious)

That's fucking awesome. What a trite and stupid song, but of course, the lowest common denominator laps it the fuck up.

Exactly. Despite all of the bad will being directed toward it in this thread, it can't be that bad if it won a Grammy; in fact, it's probably pretty good. And lyrics aren't everything in pop music. Some of Dylan's stuff looks pretty silly on paper, too.

I've had more fun dancing to My Humps than I have to a John Williams score. Pop music should be fun.

BWHAHAHAHAAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!

And John Williams scores should not be danced to. What's your point?

My point is that the kind of music most people fawn over here is not fun music. This is fun music. There's nothing wrong with that.

And by the way, having the corporate whore version of the Lilith Fest Generation - and the person who sings Isn't It Ironic, the worst set of lyrics possibly ever - making fun of a good pop song is ridiculous.

And may "Liked 'My Humps'" by written on his tombstone.

It doesn't need to be retarded. The problem with that song is that Fergie is 100% serious about the lyrics.

Ol' Alanis isn't looking too bad these days.

Please. The greatest rock and roll songs are often more or less lyrically retarded.

Well be bop a lula shes my baby
Be bop a lula I dont mean maybe
Be bop a lula shes my baby
Be bop a lula I dont mean maybe
Be bop a lula shes my baby doll, my baby doll, my baby doll.

Well, shes the gal in the red blue jeans
Shes the queen of all the teens
Shes the woman that I know
Shes the woman that (scream) loves me so.
Be bop a lula shes my baby
Be bop a lula I dont mean maybe
Be bop a lula shes my baby doll, my baby doll, my baby doll.
(lets rock)

Well, now shes the woman thats got that beat
Shes the woman with the flyin feet
Shes the woman that walks around the store
Shes the woman that yells (scream) more, more, more, more.
Be bop a lula shes my baby
Be bop a lula I dont mean maybe
Be bop a lula shes my baby doll, my baby doll, my baby doll.
(lets rock again, now)

Well be bop a lula shes my baby
Be bop a lula I dont mean maybe
Be bop a lula shes my baby
Be bop a lula I dont mean maybe
Be bop a lula shes my baby doll, my baby doll, my baby doll.

Too bad we can't get Elvis to sing Fergilicious.

Too bad we can't get you to make a decent post.

I think you just made it between "a no smoking sign on your cigarette break" and "it's like ten thousand spoons when all you need is a knife"

It doesn't seem as retarded when you realize that the song is about a transexual who calls the woman trapped inside him Bop A Lula. He just wants the freedom to be Bop A Lula.

I agree with Devin on principle, but this particular song ("My Humps") is pretty bad even by innocuous pop standards.

I mean, JJ Fad pretty much covered everything Fergie will ever do in a single hit 20 years ago.

I've only heard two of Fergie's "songs." Does she sing any that aren't about her being a conceited whore?

No, sorry; "My Humps" is the musical equivalent of Norbit.

I do know its a far cry from her "Wild Orchid" days when she acually used her voice to sing. The muck she does now is just wrong.
Great body but the face, I don't know what to do with it. It always stinks that the pretty girls get fat a the alright/not cute girls get skinny and think their the shit. Sorry with the off topic comment.

I would go on a tirade about how Devin bitches when people defend popcorn movies, and then defends My Fucking Humps.....but the image of Devin dancing to that trainwreck of a song is just too fucking priceless.

Well, since I won't retread what has already been said, which valid points have been made on both sides of this dumb argument, I will say that I've never found Fergie attractive except in the video for this particular song.

But that's the only good thing going for it.

I would love to hear the logic that compares a full length film to a four minute pop song. I would also like to hear how you find a way to reconcile two forms that are looking to deliver vastly different things.

I love when message board posters get down on pop music.

I really like a lot of pop music. I don't listen to Miles Davis or sunn O))) when I want to just fuck around and jump a bit. You can say that disposable pop is just as valid a form of entertainment as anything else, and not to be dismissed. But if you tell me that My Humps is a GOOD pop song, I'll just tell you to shut the fuck up and go back to discussing movies, a subject about which you can speak with some authority.

I listen to Snoop Dogg and Dr. Dre, that's pretty much pop music by now right? Oh, and Timbaland's a goddamn genius. I fuckin' said it.

"Isn't It Ironic" might be a dodgy bet for semanticians. But comparing Fergie and Alanis Morrisette as lyricists is utterly retarded.

Also, it doesn't seem to me that Alanis is making fun of vacuous pop songs as much as she's making fun of the fact that Fergie's flaunting her whorishness, and we all dance along.

I've had an unapologetic love for Pink in recent years, punctuated these days by the fact that she got a song called "You and Your Hand Tonight" on mainstream radio. So, I am familiar with the kind of pleasure, guilty or non guilty, pop music can bring.

But, mighty Christ, when it comes to music, there's simple, there's dumb, there's retarded, and then there's musical cancer.

Yeah, that'd be like comparing a pop song to an orchestral film score.

Um...yeah.

No No No, I wouldn't want to ruin your fun. You go ahead and shake your butt to My Lovely Lady Lumps, I'll be the guy standing in the corner because I don't know how to enjoy brilliantly crafted pop music. 'Cause Fergie's the same as Elvis Presley, and I'm the one who's missing the point.

"What you gon' do wit all that breast?
All that breast inside that shirt?
I'ma make, make, make, make you work
Make you work, work, make you work"

Indeed.

I'll have you know it's called "U + Ur Hand". It's encoded.

Morrisette's lyrics may be more ambitious, but I'm not entirely sure they're any smarter. In any case, despite my tongue-in-cheek devil's advocacy above, I don't think "My Humps" is very good, even compared with similarly lyrically vacuous contemporary pop songs. It's entirely possible to be dance-y and even repetitive without being annoying.

Also, instant disqualification to all posts in this thread that bring up Elvis in response to Devin's posting of the lyrics to "Be-Bop-A-Lula." Look it up, people.

Why is it a male rapper can go off about his rapping ability and his sexual prowess and it's all fine and dandy, but a woman does it and she's "being a conceited whore"?

She's singing about about how awesome she is and how she flaunts her ass for money. Combined, those things make her...?

And Dave, come one... Morrisette might not be Greg Graffin, but she's a freakin genius when compared to Fergie.

Typical female? I kid.

Not all that different from a lot of male artists (okay, replace "flaunts her ass with money" with "flaunts questionable musical talents and badass image for money").

Greg Graffin? If we're using hyperbole, can't we aim a little higher than that?

Anyway, Morrisette's disastrous use of the word "ironic" got her a life-long membership in the "not as smart as he/she thinks she is" songwriter hall of fame. Her crime is, in some ways, bigger than Fergie's. As soon as Fergie comes out with music and a new image that's ostensibly deep, but is, in fact, only deeply flaky and overly serious (though I must admit the Kevin Smith guest appearances and this video counter that a little for Alanis), then, perhaps we can re-evaluate. As it stands, Fergie is just another idiotic pop singer with the ambition to make dumb pop music.

I guess it comes down to this - what do you personally find more annoying: Crash or Wild Hogs?

Lyrics outside of their musical context should always be taken with a grain of salt. That said, My Humps is a truly awful song.

Noones saying she is that different. But she's still singing about being a "conceited whore." I wasn't aware that we were now judging people by the standards set by Young Jeezy.


I love Graffin's stuff. His lyrics are a bit on the nose, but what you gonna do... Would you have prefered that I'd said Springsteen or The Shins or something?

I never said Elvis sang Be-Bop-A-Lula. He mentioned some of the greatest rock'n'roll songs were just as bad as My Lumps. Elvis was a rockabilly singer of this era with many songs with completely ludicrous lyrics.

Not to mention the fact that even members of Elvis's band thought he recorded that song.

I never said it was fine and dandy for rappers to do the same thing. I don't like rap. Fergie is still a conceited whore.

Perhaps the true irony in "Ironic" that the lyrics aren't ironic at all. Think meta, people.

It got retarded in here.

Morrissette's vid for this is on a level with Monster Magnet's "Space Lord" for subversion of the whole rap-money-porn video.

I'm with you. It's almost a stoner revelation (OMG...maybe she was being ironic about irony...woh), but it makes the most sense. I'm not a huge Alanis fan, but from what I've seen in her work I wouldn't put it beyond her to create such a meta-meaning.