Why is Paul McCartney able to write a happy ditty about a man who murders with a hammer and get away with it? Content. Murder is pretty harmless in a joyous context, I suppose. It all depends on the content. Write a song about pedophilia, and BOOM. Creep central.
Oingo Boingo, the band by future composer Danny Elfman, wrote a song called Little Girls about...little girls. Little girls make Danny feel good, little girls make Danny feel bad. He loves little girls so much because they never ask questions or scold him. They just want to be held by our old friend Danny.
Danny might not care what other people think or what they say when he and his friend are walking down the street. Whoops! Back up, Danny, you're in trouble. One of those girls was too little.
It may be a double standard to call this song creepy while Maxwell gets away with murder, but honestly, listen to how joyful this song is and challenge me that it isn't creepier than Maxwell's Silver Hammer.
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