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BOTL Pot 2

Pot 2


  • Total voters
    26
  • Poll closed .
Can't abide Morrissey and Jethro Tull's Living in the Past is one of my all time favourite tracks.
 
Iron clad feather feet pounding the dust
An October's day towards evening
Sweat embossed veins standing proud to the plough
Salt on a deep chest seasoning
Last of the line of a honest day's toll
Turning the deep sod under
Flint at the fetlock chasing the bone
Flies at the nostrals, plunder

The Suffolk the Clydedale the Percheron vie
With the Shire on his feathers floating
Hauling soft timber into the dusk
To a bed of warm straw coating

Heavy horses move the gound under me
Behind the plough, gliding, slipping and sliding free
And now you're down to the few and there's no work to do
The tractor is on it's way
 
Anderson needs 3 votes to edge this.

In true General Election style, I'll pledge more money for the NHS, better roads, more jobs and a brighter future for all.

VOTE ANDERSON
 
Right..

Difford was a lyricist with an edge, he was of the time , keeping the lyrics away from the over fancy without being just hate and anger.
True, the rhyming could be somewhat tenuous , but it worked and was consistent and it became a trade mark

From the First single

I've come across the desert
To greet you with a smile
My camel looks so tired
It's hardly worth my while
To tell you of my travels
Across the golden east
I see your preparations
Invite me first to the feast
 
This is primarily a difference between convoluted , over blown lyrics and short sharp punchy lines with a catchy rhyme,

I honestly feel that if you like one you are not going to take to the other it is basically an each to his own situation, but looking at some of Morrissey lyrics , I had to check to see if punk ever happened.......
 
How Soon Is Now

The Smiths

I am the son
And the heir
Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar
I am the son and heir
Of nothing in particular
You shut your mouth
How can you say
I go about things the wrong way?
I am human and I need to be loved
Just like everybody else does
I am the son
And the heir
Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar
I am the son and heir
Of nothing in particular
You shut your mouth
How can you say
I go about things the wrong way?
I am human and I need to be loved
Just like everybody else does
There's a club if you'd like to go
You could meet somebody who really loves you
So you go and you stand on your own
And you leave on your own
And you go home and you cry
And you want to die
When you say it's gonna happen "now"
When exactly do you mean?
See I've already waited too long
And all my hope is gone
You shut your mouth
How can you say
I go about things the wrong way?
I am human and I need to be loved
Just like everybody else does
 
How Soon Is Now

The Smiths

I am the son
And the heir
Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar
I am the son and heir
Of nothing in particular
You shut your mouth
How can you say
I go about things the wrong way?
I am human and I need to be loved
Just like everybody else does
I am the son
And the heir
Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar
I am the son and heir
Of nothing in particular
You shut your mouth
How can you say
I go about things the wrong way?
I am human and I need to be loved
Just like everybody else does
There's a club if you'd like to go
You could meet somebody who really loves you
So you go and you stand on your own
And you leave on your own
And you go home and you cry
And you want to die
When you say it's gonna happen "now"
When exactly do you mean?
See I've already waited too long
And all my hope is gone
You shut your mouth
How can you say
I go about things the wrong way?
I am human and I need to be loved
Just like everybody else does



I rest my case ...........
 
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