In the middle of my daughter’s dance recital I fell in love with the Pink’s song Funhouse I’m more interested in country music. I love listening to legends like Waylon Jennings. I couldn’t believe I was actually enjoying Pink.

For some reason, though, a song about a fun house run by a bunch of evil clowns hit the right nerve.

I went home and looked up the song on iTunes.

I noticed it had a little red E next to the song. Perfect, I thought, E means for everyone.

It wasn’t until I was flying down the South Shore with my seven-year-old in the back of the car that I learned the truth. Alas, E does not stand for everyone, at least not in the music world. In fact, it stands for explicit.

The song included gems like: “I want to burn this f***er down.”

That was not in the dance recital version.

I quickly switched the song to the next thing on the list. It happened to be a children’s song about a cat that always comes back, despite the owners desperate attempts to get rid of it, including packing the cat in a suitcase and putting him on a train.

There was a great kerfuffle from the booster seat section. “Turn that back on!”

It seemed that a house dominated by evil clowns also appealed to her.

“But it has bad words in it,” I said desperately. “What about this song or this one?”

“No, put that song back on! I like it.”

“Mummy wants to listen to the BBC,” I said firmly.

The first report was on beheadings in Jordan.

From the back: “Mummy do they still do that?”

Maybe the next BBC podcast ...

That one was about the death of the inventor of birth control and free sex. Next up, a report on Zarqa Nawaz, the creator of the Little Mosque on the Prairie television series. What could possibly be inappropriate in that? The conversation quickly turned to sex.

In desperation I turned on the morning news for Bermuda.

From the back: “Mummy, why did the man get in trouble for touching children? What does that mean?”

So we went back to listening to Funhouse . Every time we got to the bad words I reached over and quickly turned down the volume. Sometimes I made it, sometimes the clowns were just too quick for me.