Top marks go to Spice Girls’ debut “Wannabe”. This was once read by Peter O’Toole – all Shakespearean – until he cracked up laughing:
I’ll tell you what I want, what I really, really want”
“Well, tell me what you want, what you really, really want”
“I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna –
I wanna zig-a-zig eeaarghhh.”
Good for them. Incidentally, just got back from chez guitarist, who’s gone all keen on Kaiser Chiefs. They’ve re-released “I predict a Riot” and he lurves it. I told him to check the lyrics. There’s tongue in cheek, but then there’s talking out of buttocks…
Watching the people get lairy
Is not very pretty I tell thee
Walking through town is quite scary
And not very sensible either
A friend of a friend he got beaten
He looked the wrong way at a policeman
Would never have happened to Smeaton
And old Leodiensian
La-ah-ah, la la lalala la
Ah-ah-ah, la la lalala la
I predict a riot, I predict a riot
I predict a riot, I predict a riot
I tried to get in my taxi
A man in a tracksuit attacked me
He said that he saw it before me
Wants to get things a bit gory
Girls run around with no clothes on
To borrow a pound for a condom
If it wasn’t for chip fat, well they’d be frozen
They’re not very sensible
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