Leona Lewis – Sends Me To Sleep

In the spirit of the season, I would like to cunt the song One More Sleep by Leona Lewis. God I hate this pile of cunt so much.

Generic love song? Check!
Grating voice? Check!
An inability to hold high notes without sounding like a strangled cat tied to the back of Max Verstappen’s Red Bull? Check!

The worst thing though – even worse than ALL of that – is the fact that it’s endlessly overplayed. Again. And again. And AGAIN. Granted this is the case for other Christmas songs as well, but at the very least most of them aren’t completely terrible.

At least most of them don’t make me react like Richard Hammond every time he hears the merest mention of Genesis. If it wasn’t for Cuntona Lewis being Little Miss X Factor Darling this flaming hot pile of complete dogshit would be consigned to the annals of history, where it belongs.

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Nominated by: OpinionatedCunt

41 thoughts on “Leona Lewis – Sends Me To Sleep

      • I’ve heard it constantly on Crapital because it’s the default station at work. We’ve only just worked out how to change it.

  1. Against my own best advice ( it’s usually TtCE),
    I clicked on this link.

    Honestly, I think I’d have rather seen one of Thomas’ spider in a bath clips.

    This woman ( I assume it is a woman) could not carry a tune in a bucket. Absolutely dreadful.

  2. How dare you OP, Leona is our Whitney Houston..

    Coke habit, heart attack, bathtub problem solved.

  3. If I wanted a half caste warbling away I’d of adopted one.

    Kept the receipt and returned it by now.

    I don’t like anything musically that hasn’t got
    a dead band member and eaten a bat live on stage.

  4. Think I’ve heard her name before but never heard, or even heard OF the song until I clicked on the link. Wish I hadn’t bothered.

  5. Cack, shite, eardrum-numbing, void of anything resembling music. That’s before listening to the chocolate coated cow. I’ve an ear for music and this certainly isn’t.

  6. i remember this load of old cack from years ago.

    One more sleep?

    Yeah, hopefully one she wont wake up from.

    • Classic example of ‘fuck about and find out’. At least he won’t do it again. The pigs here would do well to adopt those tactics, they’d have bought him coffee and a cake instead then asked about his mental health.

  7. Famous for winning a TV show.
    Is there anything more pitiful?

    Like the poor cheerful dullards who won a motorboat on Bullseye.

    Hey! Hey!
    Look at me!
    I’m famous for a brief stroke of luck!

    Hardly build a career on it could you?

    I won a blankety blank chequebook and pen in 1985 and feel it would help me in the vacant position of CE0 of Barclays bank….no.

    I feel capable of running a large organisation and have a personal reference from Ted Rodgers AND Dusty Bin.

    • I’m not sure about that.

      Some of these “celebrities” haven’t even won, they’ve been runner-up! Where’s the mindset that they can make a career of being a failure?
      They don’t see it like that, though, because they are mongs.

      My Younger is Fellow of the Royal College of Music, therefore I feel qualified to be the Chancellor of the Exchequer.

  8. I loved the way Bill Nighy was in Love Actually. The only good part of that movie was him cunting that shit Christmas album he was supposed to be promoting. He called it a “festering turd”.
    If radio wouldn’t start playing Christmas tunes so early every year, I wouldn’t hate them by the week of.

  9. If they played Christmas records from the middle of December then I might actually ‘get slightly into the spirit of it’. However from the beginning of November just shows it’s a after your money ploy.
    All for one day. Shops opening on Boxing Day gets me pissed off as well. Damn sales can wait another day!
    Not the best Christmas, daughter with covid, wife with covid and cellulitis. Thought she’d be hospitalised over Christmas. Now I have a fucking cold!
    Got a 16% stout lined up to drown my sorrows.

    • well, i had villa half time, man u full time at 25/1 with a tenner on it so im fucking happy…….for a change.

  10. If it’s a sooty singing stick to the winning formula.

    Denim dungarees
    Straw hat
    Big smile.

    Oh and put uncle in front of your name.
    Uncle Ben
    Uncle Remus
    Uncle Tom
    Men from Uncle.

    And talk folksy!

    Yup, shore is a mighty fine day!
    Dat ol Mississippi sunshine!
    Zippetydoodah!

    You’ll sell records and be on TV.
    Own brand of rice.
    Be in the Kia ora adverts.

    A successful career.

  11. Seeing those uttterly fake celebcunts like Leona Lewis, Jonafan Woss, Davina McCunt, Rita Oral, Carol Vorderwhore and that puff in the Santa costume on the diabolically bad Masked Singer Christmas made we wish on the spot for a machine gun

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