I know you’ve been cruelly overexposed, song, but I will resist the urge to be a snob this time. I will not turn my back on you, because you are undeniably beautiful. I will instead try to be pleased that a world full of people that I don’t have much faith in, snobs like myself and asshats alike, seems to agree that you are of the utmost quality. COME TOGETHER. (But only for four minutes and forty-five seconds.)
