I am sick to death of this cunt. Sick to the back bloody teeth.
His ubiquity on the radio is beginning to grate on both my ears and my nerves.
The shite stations they have on at certain NHS establishments I have to frequent make sure I cannot escape this bastard.
His songs – for want of a better word – are dog turd of the highest order. First of all, someone should tell this fat fucking cunt that shouting is not – repeat not – singing. He sounds like a strangulated parrot with a megaphone. And, as for his lyrics. Listen to this corker…
‘I swear to God, I’ll survive
If it kills me to.’
Errr…. If it kills you, you won’t survive, will you? Fucking stupid inept fat cunt.
‘I’m gonna get up and try
If it’s the last thing I do.’
Again, if it’s the last thing you do, you will not be surviving anything. Is there a brain in that head of lard, supported by those 30 chins?
Not only is it excruciating shouting, it is shouting words that are absolute crap.
And, I am sick of hearing the useless talentless squawking fat fucker.
Link here: YouTube.
Nominated by : Norman
You want a Scottish songsmith?
Two words … John Martyn
no more need be said…
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Don’t tell me that a morbidly obese, never hair washer (both ends) mong looking pigball of lard is organically popular for screeching AI generated shite about love. These cunts are paid for to be pushed as the in thing, to condition sheeple into accepting inverted reality as normal and acceptable, the latest puppet being that Satanic strumpet Sabrina Carpencunt.
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Lewis Capaldi , you say?
What’s that ? He has mental health issues ?
Really ? That’s odd , he’s never mentioned them in any interviews
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