The UK’s “favourite lyric”
So, according to a VH1 survey, and as reported by the BBC, the words "One life, with each other, sisters, brothers", from the U2 track "One", are the nation's favourite lyric.
Surely the fuck not, I thought to myself. This needs a little further investigation.
The truth is that it's the lyric most voted for by 13,000 Brits from a selection of 100 lines. Now we're getting a little closer to the truth. And what are the other choices?, I wondered, because if U2 is no.1 and Coldplay no.5 (I shit you not!), then the choice must be fucking horrendous.
And it is. Please, I urge you, if you are reading this now, click this link and see for yourself. It is the biggest sack of shit I've seen in many a while that purports to represent the art of lyric writing.
Sure, there are a few choices by artists well known for their lyrical prowess. Morrissey springs to mind, although I'm not a fan; Weller; Costello.
But come on – 50 Cent? Damien "O, I'm a cunt" Rice; Kylie fucking Minogue; Missy Elliott? Do me a favour!
Surely the fuck not, I thought to myself. This needs a little further investigation.
The truth is that it's the lyric most voted for by 13,000 Brits from a selection of 100 lines. Now we're getting a little closer to the truth. And what are the other choices?, I wondered, because if U2 is no.1 and Coldplay no.5 (I shit you not!), then the choice must be fucking horrendous.
And it is. Please, I urge you, if you are reading this now, click this link and see for yourself. It is the biggest sack of shit I've seen in many a while that purports to represent the art of lyric writing.
Sure, there are a few choices by artists well known for their lyrical prowess. Morrissey springs to mind, although I'm not a fan; Weller; Costello.
But come on – 50 Cent? Damien "O, I'm a cunt" Rice; Kylie fucking Minogue; Missy Elliott? Do me a favour!
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One of my own favourite lyrics is:
She ran away from home in her mother's best coat,
She was married before she was even entitled to vote.
And her husband was one of those blokes,
The sort who only laughs at his own jokes.
The sort that war takes away,
and when there wasn't a war he left anyway.
"Levi Stubbs' Tears", by Billy Bragg, from Talking to the Taxman about Poetry.
I wrote this for a baby
Who has yet to be born
My brother's first child
I hope that womb's not too warm
Cause it's cold out here
And it will be quite a shock
To breathe this air
To discover loss
So I'd like to make some changes
Before you arrive
So when your new eyes meet mine
They won't see no lies
Just love.
(Bright Eyes, "No Lies, Just Love")
Too long? Here's a beautifully concise one, then.
Raise your fingers in one last salute.
(FFAF, "History")
"cunt me with a cunting stick...." If that was a song lyric, that is what I would vote for! Brilliant!
(quite obviously, that quote was snatched off your post before this one)
oh, I've flung your blog up onto my blogroll...
If my "lyric" can sit in company with Bragg and Bright Eyes, then my work here is done! Thanks.
"and put a hole in her body, where no hole should be"
"how can you lie there and think of england when you don't even know who's in the team?"
"the way she spoke, and laughed at my jokes, and the way she rubbed herself against the edge of my desk/a girl not old enough to shave her legs"
billy bragg-genius
had this discussion a while ago in the brain drain, mine will always be
"two lovers kissing amongst the scream of midnight, two lovers missing the tranquility of solitude"
thats entertainment-the jam/paul weller (but you know that)
just looked at the list, the jam are on it.
if you fancy a giggle check out my "sod the gaurds, lets have these" blog. the two links from there are priceless!
Not only are The Jam on it, but that exact line if memory serves. You're right about Bragg being a genius, of course. I love "The Saturday Boy", as well as the rest of that last "Levi Stubbs' Tears" verse. Damn fine work. Went off the boil a bit after Workers Playtime, though, in my humble opinion...
was trying to get to see him on the 24th, but the swines at work won't let me have the night off.
feel a sicky coming on!
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