httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kb7X8ch04Vs&feature=player_embedded#at=17
Here’s a kind of love song, disguised as a hate rant, by an alt chick in a low-slung tank top who smokes home rolled somethings and “definitely touches herself while she thinks of Mac products.”
She’s young and hip, yet professes to hate hipsters, and pens the kind of poison lyrics only the truly cool possessed with enough self-detachment will find funny. It’s all very meta.
“I remember a time when I could walk out the door and not hate the sight of every other person under 29.”
She’s got such a sweet voice when she tells you to take that effing iPad and shove it-up-your-effing-you-know-where-you bleep-bleep-bleep-bleeper and buy a real book. (I’m sparing the expletives here, but surely you can fill in the blanks).
Will there ever be a similar song about hipsters with Nooks or Kindles or Galaxy Tabs?
Via Buzz Feed
