Dogs Die In Hot Cars : Lounger

Sometimes the twats have all the tunes…

At last count, scientists had isolated a total of 62,684 reasons to never stop punching Dogs Die In Hot Cars (currently most popular: the Joe Jackson-dancing-on-a-piano-with-Red Box ’80s jauntiness). ‘Lounger’ makes it a round 70,000 thanks to a shameless rip off of Howard Jones and lyrics that go, “Don’t have to eat my greens/Or keep my bedroom extra tidy/’Cos nobody is around to tell me off”. Yet, while the credibility police dampen their foreheads for the electrodes, let us remember them this way: with the second of two insanely catchy tunes from their otherwise dogshit album. Sing it with us for one week, before we all begin to despise it like our grandmother’s rapist. Then see you down the courthouse for the fry-up.