Nah. "Having My Baby" and "MacArthur Park" are just lousy songs - not really daft.

But THIS one is totally daft:

Strawberry Alarm Clock's "Incense, Peppermints" - which was conceived simply by consulting a rhyming dictionary:


"Good sense, innocence, cripplin' mankind,
Dead kings, many things I can't define,
Occasions, persuasions clutter your mind,
Incense and peppermints, the color of time.

Who cares what games we choose?
Little to win, but nothing to lose.

Incense and peppermints, meaningless nouns
Turn on, tune in, turn your eyes around.

Look at yourself, look at yourself, yeah, yeah
Look at yourself, look at yourself, yeah, yeah, yeah!

To divide this cockeyed world in two
Throw your pride to one side, it's the least you can do.
Beatniks and politics, nothing is new.
A yardstick for lunatics, one point of view.

Who care what games we choose?
Little to win, but nothin' to lose.

Good sense, innocence, cripplin' mankind
Dead kings, many things I can't define.
Occasion, persuassions sclutter your mind

Incense and peppermints
Incense and peppermints

Sha la la
Sha la la
Sha la la
Sha la la
Sha la la"