The song comes from within. Who first sang it to you and invited you to sing along? Are you a walking boom box of old favorites? Does your inner elevator Muzak make you feel like you are going up in the world? Do you hum it on the way to work when passing by strange passersby? Does the refrain make you feel better than them? Liar lyre, pants on fire, inflamed by lyrics written by someone, somewhere, back then? Ca-ca phony.
Turn down your ghetto blaster!