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Shakespeare's Sister?
They confused me, because there were two of them.
A bit like the Thompson Twins with 3 members.
Shakespeare's Sister?
The whole of "I've never been to me" by Charlene is a train crash as far as I am concerned, but the worst verse went thus:
Sometimes I've been to crying
For unborn children
That might have made me complete
But I took the sweet life I never knew
I'd be bitter from the sweet
I've spent my life exploring
The subtle whoring
That costs too much to be free
Billy Joel - Piano Man.
That seems to be a deeply felt loss expressed in poetry, so a bit of a heartless and shallow dismissal.
I'd never heard of the lady but found that moving and tragic
Prince Buster - The Ten Commandments.
(this was still being played in a DJ set in 2022)
The Ten Commandments from man given to woman
Through the inspiration of I, Prince Buster
One, thou shall have no other man but me
Two, thou shall not encourage no man to make love to you
Neither kiss nor caress you
For I am your man, a very jealous man
And is ready to lay low any other man that may intrude in our love
Three, remember to kiss and caress me
Honor and obey me, in my every whim and fancy
Seven days a week and twice on Sundays
Because at no time will I ever be tired of I-T, it
Four, Honor my name so that every other woman may honor it also
Five, thou shall not provoke me to anger
Or my wrath will descend upon you heavily
Commandment Six, thou shall not search my pockets at night
Or annoy me with your hearsays
Commandment Seven, thou shall not shout my name in the streets
If I'm walking with another woman
But wait intelligently until I come home
Then we both can have it out decently
For I am your man, a funny man
And detest a scandal in public places
Commandment Eight, thou shall not drink, nor smoke
Nor use profane language
For those bad habits I will not stand for
Nine, thou shall not commit adultery
For the world will not hold me guilty if I commit murder
Ten, thou shall not covet thy neighbor's dress
Nor her shoes, nor her bureau, nor her bed, nor her hat
Nor anything that's hers
Neither shall thou call my attention to anything that may be for sale
In any stores, for I will not give thee anything but what
You actually need for your purpose
Those are the Ten Commandments given from man to woman
By me, Prince Buster
I was thinking Prince Buster. The stuff that bloke sang!
Glasgow, what on earth was he doing in Glasgow?
As quoted, the lyrics suggest that whatever it was, they were sick and tired of it. Not having visited the place, I can't say if this a normal state when in the city.
Don't be silly, it wouldn't scan. Dorking would though. And you could fit Leatherhead in elsewhere.Could have sung about Leatherhead then. Thankfully Bjorn had standards.
Don't be silly, it wouldn't scan. Dorking would though. And you could fit Leatherhead in elsewhere.
"I was sick and tired of Leatherhead
When I called you last night from Dorking "
See. Lyrics fixed.
I believe the naff lyrics in Abba songs was because they wanted to accommodate speakers of different languages, or at least, make it easier for people to understand/sing along to, hence why a lot of it was very simple, repetitive, rhyming and poetic, phonetic even maybe and just a little bit daft at times.Some of ABBA's lyrics were a bit off. For instance:
Dancing Queen, young and sweet, only seventeen.
Dancing Queen, feel the beat of the tambourine.
I suppose 17 is old enough, although not in all states, as Prince Andrew found to his cost. However, tambourine - I always felt that was one of the lamest instruments you could play. It the sort of instrument you would give the backing singers to give them something to do when they weren't singing, or to the dancers to make him or her look like he/she was contributing to the music. The only instrument that was lamer was the triangle, or maybe the spoons, or a comb with a bit of greaseproof paper over it.
Oi, less of the glue ya dobber! 🤣"I was sick and tired of everything, when I called you last night from Glasgow."
Glasgow, what on earth was he doing in Glasgow? Welding a frigate, slashing a rival football fan with a razor blade, attending a conference on glue sniffing. Maybe Glasgow sounds exotic to Swedes, but I might have gone for Oslo or Malmo.
I used to love the place and yes, the centre is nice... During the day... In nice weather... But then I grew up and now it depresses even me, especially after experiencing the homeless element at night.As quoted, the lyrics suggest that whatever it was, they were sick and tired of it. Not having visited the place, I can't say if this a normal state when in the city.