'I will turn your heart to alabaster When you find your servant is your master.'
This was from the same bloke who, when he possibly took himself a tad less seriously (ie he was still prepared to admit to the theoretical possibility of the sun shining from somewhere else besides his own nether orifice), inflicted this doozy on an unprepared world:
'You'll be sorry when I'm dead And all this guilt will be on your head...'
('Can't Stand Losing You)
A couple to start the ball rolling. What other rhymes in well-known (or obscure) songs make you reach for the 'skip' button?
― Karen, Thursday, 27 June 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
Baba just killed a man/put a gun against his head (sorry Freddie, that should read 'is 'ead)/ pulled my trigger now he's dead...
Fortunately that song had about 8 minutes to get better, and it did.
'It should be possible I know/ To see you without stress/ But I can see I'll have to go/ I'm changing my ad-dress...'
'I've been a fool more than once, more than twice/ I'm gonna move to a new town where people are nice...'
All with full orchestration and chorus, strings, brass, sax, the whole catastrophe. YIKES!!!!! Enuff!!! Tim & Neil could well sing instead, 'I hope I never/I hope I never have to sing such crap again...'
― BJ, Friday, 28 June 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Matt, Friday, 28 June 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Martin Skidmore, Friday, 28 June 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
Another couple of personal favorites, from the much-critically-raved about Rust Never Sleeps (Neil Young's feeble but appreciated attempt to suck up to the Punks and their various vacuous cheerleaders three years too late):
'The king is gone but he's not forgotten/ This is the story of Johnny Rotten' (here the studio's canned applause machine is turned up full, ahem, bore)
'Hey hey my my, Rock and roll will never die, my my hey hey, rock and roll...' I reckon you can all probably guess the rest.
Young laid that rallying call on his audience with all the passion and urgency of a wet dishrag. Rock and roll may indeed never die, Neil, but never has the hypothesis been more brutally tested.
― I am not afraid of you and you can spank my ass, Friday, 27 April 2007 07:03 (nineteen years ago)
― StanM, Friday, 27 April 2007 07:08 (nineteen years ago)
― Trayce, Friday, 27 April 2007 07:12 (nineteen years ago)
― ailsa, Friday, 27 April 2007 07:21 (nineteen years ago)