What song lyrics really date you?

[maltaseagull]

Never wait or hesitate, get in kid before its too late, you may never get a second chance.
Youth's a mask and it don't last, so live it long and live it fast.

I love these words, so true and applicable to so many situations ....
Little test: can anyone remember the song & artist?

the killing of George parts 1&2 Rod Stewart ! Great song

 

[rool]

Absolutely not . Memories of summer holiday telly in the 70's

Junior choice on the radio for me. Ed 'Stewpot' Stewart on a Saturday and Sunday morning before Swap Shop was invented.
I hated the old black and white series and the dubbed foreign stuff.

Anyway my lyrics are, 'The runaway train ran went over the hill as she blew'

It was probably a subliminal message about sex or drugs

 

[rool]

Absolutely not . Memories of summer holiday telly in the 70's

Junior choice on the radio for me. Ed 'Stewpot' Stewart on a Saturday and Sunday morning before Swap Shop was invented.
I hated the old black and white series and the dubbed foreign stuff.

Anyway my lyrics are, 'The runaway train ran went over the hill as she blew'

It was probably a subliminal message about sex or drugs

 

[Brovion]

You don't hear "Good morning little scholgirl" played much on the radio these days...

Or songs like Gilbert O'Sullivan's 'Clare', or the Brotherhood of Man's 'Save all your kisses for me' (Actually that's probably a good thing).

 

[Icy Gull]

Or songs like Gilbert O'Sullivan's QUOTE]

Always thought he was a bit "strange" myself

 

[Brovion]

Always thought he was a bit "strange" myself

I know. Can you imagine if someone looking like G O'S appeared now with a song like Clair? He'd be lynched as a paedo before you could say Gary Glitter.

 

[Norman Potting]

Junior choice on the radio for me. Ed 'Stewpot' Stewart on a Saturday and Sunday morning before Swap Shop was invented.
I hated the old black and white series and the dubbed foreign stuff.

Anyway my lyrics are, 'The runaway train ran went over the hill as she blew'

It was probably a subliminal message about sex or drugs

...that would be "Puff the Magic Dragon surely?

 

[Marxo]

For years I thought she lived on 'jeskogey' nuts instead of ' just cocynuts'.

 

[Rugrat]

Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide
No escape from reality
Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see
I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
Because I'm easy come, easy go
A little high, little low
Anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me, to me

 

[Seagull on the wing]

"There'll be Bluebirds over
The white cliffs of Dover.....

No comment!

 

[red star portslade]

Sunday, Monday, Happy Days,
Tuesday, Wednesday, Happy Days,
Thursday, Friday, Happy Days,
Saturday, what a day,
Groovin' all week with you.

These days are ours
Happy and free. (Oh Happy Days)
These days are ours
Share them with me.(Oh Happy Days)

Goodbye grey sky, hello blue,
'cause nothing can hold me when I hold you.
feels so right it can't be wrong,
rockin' and rollin' all week long.
(Chorus)

These Happy Days are yours and mine (oh Happy Days)
These Happy Days are yours and mine (oh Happy Days)
These Happy Days are yours and mine, Happy Days

 

[Harry Wilson's tackle]

Met Arthur Brown in the street in Lewes a few years back. God he looks old. Mind you when he did his "Fire" number in Brighton about 10 years ago at a Max Miller fundraising concert, he looked 40 years younger.


Don Partridge did a spot too, miss the old geezer busking in Broad Street Seaford. Must be four years now since he died in Peacehaven. God bless Don.

Saw him at the South Bank thing last year. F-ucking B-rilliant. He had a band of fetching and talented young eastern Europeans with him. Thin, fit, mad and 69 years old.

 

[Harry Wilson's tackle]

For me, though, 'you were always on my mind' chokes me up. I hate Elvis, and I have little time for my ex-missus (divorced 20 years ago, and moved very far on since) but there is something about that song . . . that dates me.

 

[birthofanorange]

Quite right, He's as Big L as can be ( I think) although it may be something other than Big L that he says?

Lots of nostalgia for the old 'uns in this video and the line is right at the end.

Love the listening booths in the record store, happy memories

It's not "Big L" but "Fickle".....pronounced "Fick-ell".

 

[Super Steve Earle]

Here's a hit lyric from my younger days - the title is easy, but remember who sung it?

In the bad, bad lands of
Australia many years ago
The Aborigine tribes were meeting
Having a big pow wow

We've got a lot of trouble, Chief
On account of your son, Mac
My boy Mac, what's wrong with him

My boomerang won't come back
Your boomerang won't come back

[CHORUS]
My boomerang won't come back
My boomerang won't come back
I've waved the thing all over the place
Practiced till I was black in the face
I'm a big disgrace to the Aborigine race
My boomerang won't back

I can ride a kangaroo (yeah, yeah)
Make kinkijou stew (yeah, yeah)
But I'm a big disgrace
To the Aborigine race
My boomerang won't come back

They banished him
From the tribes then
And sent him on his way
He had a backless boomerang
So here he could not stay

This is nice, isn't it
Getting banished at my time in life
What a way to spend an evening
Sitting on a rock in the
Middle of the desert with
Me boomerang in me hand

For three long months he sat there
Or maybe it was four
Then an old, old man
In a kangaroo skin came
A-knocking at his door

I'm the local witch doctor, son
They call me George Alfred Black
Now tell me, what's your trouble, boy

My boomerang won't come back
Your boomerang won't come back

[Repeat CHORUS]

Don't worry, boy
I know the trick
And to you, I'm gonna show it
If you want your
Boomerang to come back
Well, first you've got to throw it

Oh, yes, never thought of that
Now then, slowly back and throw

[Repeat CHORUS]

I can ride a kangaroo (yeah, yeah)
Make kinkijou stew (yeah, yeah)
But I'm a big disgrace
To the Aborigine race
My boomerang won't come back

 

[Publius Ovidius]

I can hear you in the morning
When you go to school
Don't forget your books
You gotta learn the golden rule.

School, supertramp

 

[skipper734]

This was a question that was answered by the legendary rock icon, Arthur Brown, on Radio Four the other week. Bizarrely, he remembered one particular record from his childhood, which struck a chord with me, because my folks owned it and played it regularly, as a seven inch, 78rpm disc.

If you go down in the woods today you're sure of a big surprise
If you go down in the woods today you'd better go in disguise
For every bear that ever there was will gather there for certain
Because today's the day the Teddy Bears have their picnic


God, I'm old.

I had the record to, a 78 played on a wind up gramophone. Both are still in my Sisters loft in Woodingdean.

 

[Marxo]

Here's a hit lyric from my younger days - the title is easy, but remember who sung it?

He sang Please Mr. Custer too!

 

[DavidinSouthampton]

Here's a hit lyric from my younger days - the title is easy, but remember who sung it?

In the bad, bad lands of
Australia many years ago
The Aborigine tribes were meeting
Having a big pow wow

We've got a lot of trouble, Chief
On account of your son, Mac
My boy Mac, what's wrong with him

My boomerang won't come back
Your boomerang won't come back

[CHORUS]
My boomerang won't come back
My boomerang won't come back
I've waved the thing all over the place
Practiced till I was black in the face
I'm a big disgrace to the Aborigine race
My boomerang won't back

I can ride a kangaroo (yeah, yeah)
Make kinkijou stew (yeah, yeah)
But I'm a big disgrace
To the Aborigine race
My boomerang won't come back

They banished him
From the tribes then
And sent him on his way
He had a backless boomerang
So here he could not stay

This is nice, isn't it
Getting banished at my time in life
What a way to spend an evening
Sitting on a rock in the
Middle of the desert with
Me boomerang in me hand

For three long months he sat there
Or maybe it was four
Then an old, old man
In a kangaroo skin came
A-knocking at his door

I'm the local witch doctor, son
They call me George Alfred Black
Now tell me, what's your trouble, boy

My boomerang won't come back
Your boomerang won't come back

[Repeat CHORUS]

Don't worry, boy
I know the trick
And to you, I'm gonna show it
If you want your
Boomerang to come back
Well, first you've got to throw it

Oh, yes, never thought of that
Now then, slowly back and throw

[Repeat CHORUS]

I can ride a kangaroo (yeah, yeah)
Make kinkijou stew (yeah, yeah)
But I'm a big disgrace
To the Aborigine race
My boomerang won't come back

Charlie Drake.
For a comedian, I think he was a surprisingly good singer.

 

[Brovion]

Charlie Drake.
For a comedian, I think he was a surprisingly good singer.

"Practiced till I was black in the face" Guess this song's on the 'banned' list now along with "Tie me kangaroo down, sport" because of the couplet about letting the abo's go loose as they're of no further use.