I’m A Rat
Poor old Donny: he went into Big Brother hoping to emerge a tabloid antihero, but turned out 10 per cent as nasty as her from S Club. Ah well, here’s their good song. It commences with an air-raid siren, suggesting that if the Towers are on their way, you’d best hide in a basement surrounded by tins of peaches. But
if Iggy sang a chorus like “I’m a rat/I’m a rat/
I’m a rat/Tell me how’d you like that?” you’d at least toss him a raw steak, right?