Ugh...Tom Tom Club is an abomination. The track on Stop Making Sense, "Genius of Love", is horrible and I wish David Byrne didn't need to leave the stage to put on his big suit so they didn't need to fill the time with that schlock. If Weymouth and the drummer's whose name I am forgetting didn't already have any cred for playing in the Talking Heads I don't think any of their stuff would have been made.
"Watcha gonna do when you get out of jail?"
Punch you in the face for penning that shitty song.