There's bats in the belfry The windows are jammed The toilet's ain't healthy He don't give a damn Just chuckles and smiles Laughs like a madman A born again Rachman Here comes Sheriff Fatman Sheriff Fatman - Carter USM
People like you find it easy Naked to see, walking on air Hunting by the rivers through the streets every corner Abandoned too soon, set down with due care… John Peel played this when announcing the death of Curtis … never to be forgotten
I could be here all day in a thread like this, but these are two of my favourites... My friend, you're black and when you fly you're wild I am white, sometimes I behave just like a child The northern seas are cold, but they're our own We'll sail your southern seas before too long When I was a viking, My friend he was the raven. (The Stranglers - The Raven) You say the hill's too steep to climb Chiding You say you'd like to see me try Climbing You pick the place and I'll choose the time And I'll climb the hill in my own way Just wait a while for the right day And as I rise above the treeline and the clouds I look down hearing the sound of the things you said today. (Pink Floyd - Fearless)
Indeed, brilliant song live in a small venue, could pick any of the verses from this song. It’s pushed close by this though: Well, that was alright for a while But soon I wanted more I want to see as well as hear And so I, I hid inside her wardrobe And she came home 'round four And she was with some kid called David And from the garage up the road I listened outside, I heard her Alright Babies - Pulp.
And bill hoardings advertise products that nobody needs While "Angry from Manchester" writes to complain about all the repeats on TV Computer terminals report some gains in the values of copper and tin While American businessmen snap up Van Goghs For the price of a hospital wing
Surprised nobody has yet mentioned the best alliteration ever... "There's a man with a mullet going mad with a mallet in Millet's" - National ***** Day, Half Man Half Biscuit Also got a soft spot for "Just because you're better than me Doesn't mean I'm lazy Just because you're going forwards Doesn't mean I'm going backwards" - To Have and Have Not, Billy Bragg
A few off the top of my head are... "And you're the kind of girl who wants to Open up the bottle of pop Too early in the journey" Billy Bragg - 'A Lover Sings' "Two lovers missing the tranquility of solitude" The Jam - 'That's Entertainment' "Mister I ain't a boy, no I'm a man And I believe in a promised land" Bruce Springsteen - 'The Promised Land' "I was born here of an Irish family But that in itself is not too good for me Because national identity won’t fulfill me I don’t fit that kind of all the pagin I read Oh no that is not me That’s just not me Nowhere is home to me Nowhere is home to me I don’t know oh, where I belong I’ve been all over this great big hell I never thought there’s a place where I could be But, it’s a lie, it’s a filthy lie Nowhere is home to me Nowhere is home to me" Dexy's - 'Nowhere is Home' "Now you ask me if I'm sincere That's the question that I always fear" Rod Stewart - 'I was only Joking'
Poor man wants to be rich Rich man wants to be king And a king ain’t satisfied till he rules everything. God have mercy on the man who doubts what he’s sure of. Both Springsteen The Devil came and took me From bar to street to bookie Squeeze, up the junction,
I’ve seen the poison letters of the horrible hacks About the yellow peril and the reds and the blacks And the TUC and its treacherous acts Kremlin money – All right Jack I’ve seen how democracy is under duress But I’ve never seen a nipple in the Daily Express John Cooper Clarke.
There are places I'll remember All my life though some have changed Some forever, not for better Some have gone and some remain All these places have their moments With lovers and friends I still can recall Some are dead and some are living In my life I've loved them all
Bridges and rivers and buildings pulled down Time spent in places my footsteps had found Mirrors in ballrooms lie smashed on the ground Walking with November mists Pathways and windows and movies in May Quiet old ladies who'll soon pass away Paintings and songs that I'd done in a day Going 'round in my head Fires on spires and chimneys of black Fields on horizons with pylons that crack With singing sad wires for council house mystics To apply their statistics And read the tea leaves Time knows no limits for days such as these.
Marie Curie was Polish born but French bred. Ha! French bread! Of course, she ended up dead from radiation. Slow, invisible suffocation. Super Furry Animals, Hermann Loves Pauline
When one voice rules the nation Just because they're top of the pile Doesn't mean their vision is the clearest The voices of the people Are falling on deaf ears Our politicians all become careerists They must declare their interests But not their company cars Is there more to a seat in parliament Than sitting on your arse And the best of all this bad bunch Is shouting to be heard Above the sound of ideologies clashing Outside the patient millions Who put them into power Expect a little more back for their taxes Like school books, beds in hospitals And peace in our bloody time All they get is old men grinding axes Who've built their private fortunes On the things they can rely The courts, the secret handshake The Stock Exchange and the old school tie For God and Queen and Country All things they justify Above the sound of ideologies clashing Take your pick of which line is relevant