Buying groceries yesterday and the insipid strains of England Dan and John Ford Coley’s “Really Like to See You Tonight” leached out of the P.A.
Their oh-so-cazsh* opening line “Hello, yeah, it’s been a while/Not much, how about you” made me think - ok - are there really any other song lyric openings that are total and complete ass, like that one?
If you think so - have at it.
*could never figure out the diminutive for “casual”.
For some reason when I was a kid I heard it through crappy PA speakers as “I’m not talkin’ 'bout religion”.
Though I’m not exactly excoriating about it - the Beatles getting all quotidian with “Friiiiiii-day morning at niiiiiiiiine o’clock, as the day begins.” didn’t really smack of…something or other…to me.
“Goodbye to you my trusted friend.”
Terry Jacks.
“Seasons in the Sun”
Just a little lachrymose, perhaps.
Indeed, the warm wind and blowing stars needed to be liquid papered out of existence.
Screen falling off the door door hanging off the hinges my
Feet are still sore my back is on the fringes
We tore up the walls we slept on couches
We lifted this house we lifted this house
Not the biggest burn, but Steve Miller’s “Some people call me the Space Cowboy” from “The Joker” is annoying “look at what I’ve done” self-referencing.
Wow - it’s coming to me in a torrent of something-given wonder…
“Luh-uuuhvin yoooouuuuu, is easy 'cause you’re beautiful…”
And no, it’s not just the way it’s sung (I’m doing that simply to hammer home the grossness) - it is the lyrics too.