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Health

Parasite Rock

The LoomBy Carl ZimmerJune 11, 2008 1:27 AM

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In a couple weeks I head to Texas to the annual meeting of the American Society of Parasitologists to talk about parasites in pop culture. The symposium is called, "Parasitology: Public awareness through literature, art, and film." Our panel has lots of creepy movie clips in store, plus other sorts of media including books and this humble blog. But maybe we'll need to tack on "music" to the end of that list in the symposium title. Inspired by a post of mine on the gorey glam of Ampulex compressa , the emerald cockroach wasp, a band called Super Duper has composed a song. The video is below, and the lyrics below that...

"Ampulex compressa" I'd like to know what you do with yourself when you're not deconstructing I'd like to know just exactly what it takes to set your wings to waxing You're always stinging with your rapier wit You speed-dial me just to call me on my shit My only defense is this paper-thin exoskeleton Even though you bug me, I still want to impress ya You get inside my head like an ampulex compressa Come on and lay into me So when you win, do you fly into the sunset, crying victory Or do you cry yourself to sleep, or somewhere in between? Before you land on me kindly buzz the tower Are you just playing with your mesmerizing power? What are the terms of surrender if I decide to let you win? I'm Gregor Samsa, you're Delilah My sweet contessa You get into my head like an ampulex compressa Come on and lay into me You lead me - like a zombie What is this feeling - gnawing at me One minute - I see you bat your lids Then I wake up -- I'm the father to your waspy kids I get it -- it's the trickster-rube scenario I'm falling prey to a hipster YouTube impresario Thousands of insects like you swarming former barrios Servicing nostalgia for pop rocks and Super Mario Defiler!!! I still want to caress ya You get into my head like an ampulex compressa [Courtesy of John Jackson/SuperDuper]

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