- I know you like to think your (bleep) don't stink,
but lean a little bit closer see your
roses really smell like poo poo poo.
Hi, Guys.
Kesha here with Elle,
and I'm here to play Song Association.
I will be given a word
and I will have 10 seconds to sing that word in a song.
I think I'm going to suck.
But, before we get into the game,
make sure you check out my new single,
Raising Hell available everywhere.
(clears throat) (screams)
Ready.
First.
First I was afraid, I was petrified,
(humming) by my side.
I won.
I just won.
Boom.
Only.
(clock ticking)
Only you, I'm kind of making up a song.
Is that a song?
That is a song.
Boom!
I think it's a song.
Talk.
Stop talk talk talking that blah, blah, blah.
I know my own ones, mostly.
Rise.
Rise up. (bell dings)
End of the day, rise up!
I forget how the rest goes.
Move.
I like to move it, move it.
I think it's from a kid's movie.
But, I like to move it, move it.
Strong.
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger
stand a little taller!
When I'm lonely (humming).
Starts a fire!
Kelly Clarkson.
Please.
Jolene, Jolene, Jolene.
Oh, I'm begging of you please don't take my man.
Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene.
Oh, please don't take him just because you can.
(explicit) Jolene back the (explicit) up.
(laughing)
Free.
Free, free, I'm so free.
(buzzer ringing) I'm just making up a song.
I don't know.
Wait!
I like free butts and I can not lie.
I can't think of one.
Party.
You gotta fight, for your right, to party.
I also like that it doesn't really have a melody.
You can just yell it.
I heard License to Ill, Beastie Boys
and specifically I recall hearing
Fight for Your Right to Party
and I was like, yes.
I wanna participate in whatever this is.
Living at home is such a drag.
And your mom threw away your best porno mag.
So sad.
Hell.
I don't wanna go to heaven without raising hell.
Get it. (bell dinging)
Get it.
Drop it down low.
Hit the floor with it.
Get it.
Bounce it up and down where the good Lord split it.
Hands up, witness, solo cup full of holy spirits.
Something wicked,
speaking in tongues in my blood-red lipstick.
I got that one.
The inspiration for my new single,
Raising Hell is, I would also like to inspire
people to feel like their baddest (explicit) self.
And for me, I know that I have like, a very nice soul,
but I like to do bad things sometimes.
So this song is really about being a good person
that enjoys being kinda bad.
Wish.
When you wish upon a star.
I forget how it goes after that.
(singing)
Disney, you know.
Girl.
Girl, put your record on.
Tell me your favorite song.
(humming)
Faded jeans. (humming)
Rose.
Oh, kiss by a, I don't know, I need a key.
(singing)
Kiss by a rose (riffing).
Now that your.
I know you like to think your (explicit) don't stink,
but lean a little bit closer,
see your roses, was it rose?
Roses really smell like poo poo poo.
Your roses really smell like poo poo poo.
I love that song,
Follow. (clock ticking)
Follow?
Follow me in to the night.
I'm just making songs up.
Follow?
Little.
You could've had a bad (explicit) non-committal,
helped you with your career just a little.
She's so good.
I know it's massive and everywhere,
but every time I hear it,
makes me feel like a bad (explicit)
ready to conquer the world.
If you put my phone on shuffle right now,
it would probably be Lizzo, Cardi,
Lizzo, Cardi, Lizzo, Cardi, Queen, Lizzo, Cardi.
Signing off, Kesha here.
Thank you for watching my Song Association
that I completely murdered in a bad way
and check out my new single, Raising Hell
and subscribe to Elle.