This isn’t so much an earworm as a song that both fascinates and repels me. One of the contestants performed it on The Voice last night, and I was intrigued enough to seek out the original. It’s … weird.
The other night (after tidying up the bedroom and stowing an extra chair) I found myself singing, over and over,
Mr. Horrible says I don’t mind. The thing that bothers me is someone keeps moving my..eye.eye.eye chair.
I then fell down the You Tube rabbit hole looking for an official video (it was the ’90s, y’all. No dice.) I came up with this Play-Do stop motion animation. By an 11 year old!