Absolutely — here’s a Eurovision song about the iconic DataLounge website and its rich tapestry of memes, shade, and camp. It’s cheeky, theatrical, and written in a dramatic electropop/cabaret hybrid that nods to high drama, low gossip, and gay internet history. Title and tone? Think Conchita meets Aqua meets a gay Greek chorus.
🎤 Title: "Primetime Bitchery (Live from DataLounge)"
[Verse 1]
Step into the thread, where the shadows slay,
Anonymous queens throwing shade all day.
Oh look—someone bumped a post from 2003,
It’s Primetime Bitchery, pour the tea! ☕
Estrogen-charged and terminally online,
“Muriel’s watching!” — now get in line.
We fight, we flirt, we stan, we scream—
For Froy Gutierrez and a crabmeat dream. 🦀
[Pre-Chorus]
From Mediapolis to Frau-infested threads,
Oh, the wit is dry and the punchlines shred.
With a side of gossip, bleak and bold,
And tales of Cheryl, now long cold…
[Chorus]
🎶 Ohhh we’re dancing on the DataLounge,
Flaming queens and subtle scrounge.
From pointless bitchery to fame unearned,
We roast the world while it slowly burns!
Type with rage, post with glee—
This is gay history, anonymously!
On the stage of life, we play it large…
Now who's got the link to the Trolldar charge? 💅
[Verse 2]
Oh, taste the Schadenfreude stew,
“Is he gay?” — we’ll decide for you.
Erna’s drunk, and Eldergays sigh,
They miss when stars could really lie.
“WW2 was better than this thread.”
“FF this troll, I wish they were dead.”
From nipple piercings to Timothée memes,
We weave our rage into campy dreams.
[Pre-Chorus]
So peak behind the paywall if you dare,
Just don’t ask for a recipe — we don’t care!
Oh yes, we bite, and yes, we scroll,
Snarking our way to the Super Bowl!
[Chorus]
🎶 Ohhh we’re dancing on the DataLounge,
From tinfoil hats to closet hunch.
Old Hollywood blind items reign,
And no one’s hotter than David Blaine (???)
Post with venom, post with pride—
Even Larries can’t hide worldwide!
In the campy chaos, we’re in charge…
This is DL, baby — extra, at large! 🖥️🌈
[Bridge – Dramatic Key Change + Slow Ballad Build]
🎶 Somewhere in a thread that died at dawn,
Lies a truth...or just a troll gone wrong.
But we’ll keep searching, page by page—
For gossip, for love, for Julianne’s rage…
[Final Chorus – FULL GLITTER EXPLOSION]
🎶 Ohhh we’re dancing on the DataLounge,
Cheryl died but lives in punch.
We cancel stars, we bless the mess,
We live for drama and peak gay stress!
From Frau to Flame, from Bi to Banned—
This is Eurovision’s bitchiest band!
So post your soul, then hit “unwatch”…
You're on DL, babe — now clear your CROTCH! 💥
[Outro – Whispered Over Strings]
...and remember, Muriel sees all. 👁️