As it’s lent, McDonald’s has brought back their Filet-O-Fish sandwich for a limited time (aka, until Easter), and they’re running a new round of derivatives of this commercial, with the same singing fish song:
Yes, I know, it’s not only annoying and a little creepy, but it will get stuck in your head until you want to kill yourself by, in an ironic twist, driving to McDonald’s and actually eating a couple of those sandwiches so your heart clogs up with enough grease to sputter to a slimy, sludgy stop. Clever advertising ploy that is.
Anyway, I have to say that when I first heard the song, it got me thinking. The lyrics go:
Give me back that Filet-O-Fish.
Give me that fish.
Give me back that Filet-O-Fish.
Give me that fish.
What if it were you hanging up on this wall?
If it were you in that sandwich you wouldn’t be laughing at all.
It’s particularly those last two lines that got me thinking. What if it were me in that sandwich? I mentally pictured a rubber-ized cheesy Lazytown version of myself on a plaque, singing that song. And, being the (sometimes overly) logical person that I am, my next though was of course that the song ceases to make sense. (Right, because it made so much sense before, but hang with me here.) It wouldn’t make sense to be singing about wanting a piece of fish back, I would need to sing about wanting an equivalent piece of myself back. And thus the song started running through my head with the word “fish” replaced by “human”.
Give me back that Filet-O-Human.
Give me that human.
Give me back that Filet-O-Human.
Give me that human.
What if it were you hanging up on this wall?
If it were you in that sandwich you wouldn’t be laughing at all.
Kind of takes it to a whole new level of weird and creepy, doesn’t it? And now, every time I see one of those commercials on TV, I can’t help but mentally substitute “human” into the song.
Just thought I’d share.