“Let’s talk song lyrics. What do you do about sexually suggestive song lyrics when they come on the radio? For example, Flo Rida’s new song Whistle, Katy Perry’s Peacock, DEV’s Dancing in the Dark. Do you change the station? Tell your kids they can’t listen because it is inappropriate? Does that open up the door for more questions? How do you explain it is inappropriate? Or do you just hope that they don’t figure out the meaning or start singing it in the produce aisle at the grocery store?“
I started by trying to listen to the link to a video that Jennifer had provided. Oops. That’s not one I would even listen to with the kids in the room. By the time I scrambled to stop it, 24 seconds had passed. Plenty of time.
Whistle, indeed. It was an oral sex tutorial.
My simple answer: I turn it off.
Is anything that simple? When your children are small, maybe you can turn it off and if they protest, say,”What? Oh. I wasn’t paying attention to the song. I’m just trying to find a station with the weather on.”
Not here. Not anymore.
When I was a kid, we listened to the radio, a lot. My husband’s favorite freakish gift of mine is that I have a nearly complete catalog of 1970s pop lyrics in my head, accessible at any time. Off the top of my head, I can list several that are about intercourse, oral sex, or masturbation–all hits on the Adult Contemprary Top 40 before 1985.
I went around singing whatever was on. I wonder what boys thought. I wonder what random men in public places thought. I don’t wonder much. Neither, do I wonder, now that I am an adult, familiar with idiom and euphemism, what men think, when my daughters sing along to the greatest hits of their time.
Periodically, I take the lyric of a song and parce it out for my daughters. They hate this.
Yet, I’ve noticed, if they are listening to the AC station regularly, they become
even more oppositional, even more self-centered, and begin to dress with less regard to fashion or self-respect.
Some songs have to do with suicide, stalking, infidelity or one night stands. The middle ground is selfish, self-centeredness and inflated ego, mixed with tales of co-dependency and a search for meaning in mediocrity.
We become what our hearts meditate on.
It’s a parent’s privilege, not only to guard their children from too much information too soon, but also to grow those people’s hearts into unselfish, hard-working, imaginative, healthy adults.
Trouble is, the radio station is marketing to young adults aged 18-24, and they like it dirty.
The strategy that works best in our home is a full toolbox:
–Ask them to turn it off.
–If it’s my option, I turn it off.
–If it’s somewhere that the radio doesn’t belong to us– a)distract, b)re-direct, or c)leave the area.
– “Please don’t sing that song. I know it’s just a catchy tune, but it says two things and one of them is not nice.”
“You don’t need to know. You just have to trust me.”
Just like God says to me, when He asks me to relinquish something mediocre for an excellent promise I will not receive until much later.