"....Is goddamn horrible." Wade finished the guy's thought (he had ESP).
Walking over, he squinted behind his mask, looking at the guy's ears and nose briefly before pointing a gloved hand at them, waving his index finger around. "Dunno what the fudge that song was, but usually the only songs that make me bleed out of my orifices are anything by Nickelback and a few of Björk's. You should sue Walmart."