Song Lyric Sunday Theme for 20/01/2019

img_1345-3Jim, over at A new title for me, where you can find all this week’s great music, is continuing to do his best to keep Helen’s fantastic SLS alive and kicking, and isn’t he doing a great job!

This week the theme is Crying/Sadness, and I’ve chosen not to have either word in the title, or, indeed, in the lyrics. Instead, I’ve chosen the Saddest Song by Pink Floyd. I know this to be a fact, because they said so!

Why Pink Floyd’s Wish You Were Here Is Their Saddest Song ©RadioX

The title track of the band’s 1975 album has become a favourite, but what’s the real story behind the lyrics?

Pink Floyd released their ninth album, Wish You Were Here, on 12 September 1975. It had a lot to live up to – their previous LP, Dark Side Of The Moon, was a multi-million selling phenomenon that took up residence on the album charts for years.

Luckily, the band were at their creative peak – but the troubles that surrounded the group over the past few years found their way into the music.

Side One of the album is mainly taken up with the immense, 13-minute epic Shine On You Crazy Diamond (Parts I – V) – and the track was especially poignant.

The song is about Syd Barrett, the original frontman and chief songwriter of the Floyd, who left the group in 1968 after his mental and physical health and reliabity deteriorated thanks to heavy drug use. Roger Waters claimed that David Gilmour’s four-note guitar motif summed up a “sort of indefinable, inevitable melancholy about the disappearance of Syd”.

Ironically, the man himself visited Abbey Road while the song was being recorded, but was initially not recognised by his former bandmates. Now overweight and with a shaved head, Barrett was a shadow of his former self.

The lyrics for Shine On You Crazy Diamond seemed to be about Barrett’s withdrawal from the world: “Remember when you were young? / You shone like the sun”. But Waters later said: “Shine On is not really about Syd — he’s just a symbol for all the extremes of absence some people have to indulge in because it’s the only way they can cope with how fucking sad it is, modern life, to withdraw completely.”

Other songs on the album were about the music industry that had eaten up Pink Floyd since their early 1970s success: Welcome To The Machine and Have A Cigar. The latter includes the line “Oh by the way, which one’s Pink?”, which was a dumb question asked by record company execs who thought Pink Floyd was the name of a performer.

But it was the title track, Wish You Were Here, that was the most world-weary.

The song opens with the sound of a radio tuning away from the previous track (Have A Cigar), across a station playing Tchaikovsky’s Fourth Symphony and on to Dave Gilmour playing the delicate 12-string acoustic guitar intro.“It’s all meant to sound like the first track getting sucked into the radio, with one person sitting in the room playing guitar along to the radio,” Gilmour explained.

While it’s impossible to not think of the sad decline of Syd Barrett, Roger Waters, who wrote the lyrics, claimed that they were more personal.

The song itself, came out easily, as he told journalist Dan Rather in 2017: “I played a few chords and wrote the song very, very quickly, as I recall. Probably in an hour. It was one of those happy times when stream of consciousness works, and words come out.“

In a documentary on the making of the album in 2012, Waters expanded on the idea: “It’s to encourage myself not to accept a lead role in a cage, but to go on demanding of myself that I keep auditioning for the walk-on part in the war, ‘cause that’s where I want to be.”

He went on: “I wanna be in the trenches. I don’t want to be at headquarters; I don’t wanna be sitting in a hotel somewhere. I wanna be engaged.”

And that’s something that, sadly, Syd Barrett no longer was in the autumn of 1975.

I’ve chosen a Meltdown Concert version from 2002.

Meltdown Concert 2002 David Gilmour: Guitars, vocals Neill MacColl: Guitars, backing vocals Michael Kamen: Piano, English horn Chucho Merchán: Double bass Caroline Dale: Cello Dick Parry: Sax Nic France: Drums & percussion Gospel Choir: Sam Brown (choir leader), Chris Ballin, Pete Brown, Margo Buchanan, Claudia Fontaine, Michelle John Douglas, Sonia Jones, Carol Kenyon, David Laudat, Durga McBroom, Aitch McRobbie, Beverli Skeete
Wish You Were Here
So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell Blue skies from pain
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
Did they get you to trade
Your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
Did you exchange
A walk on part in the war
For a lead role in a cage?
How I wish How I wish you were here
We’re just two lost souls Swimming in a fish bowl
Year after year
Running over the same old ground
What have we found?
The same old fears
Wish you were here

Song Lyric Sunday Theme for 13/01/2019

img_1345-3This week Jim has set us the prompt of laugh/laughter/laughing for our music choice. You can see all the entries here.

My offering takes me right back to childhood, but the origin of the song goes even further back, to the 1890’s.

I somehow doubt that any of our younger SLS participants will have heard of this song.

The reason it reminds me of childhood is that in the surrounding villages there was normally an annual fête or carnival. This was much anticipated and there would be carnival floats, a carnival queen, complete with entourage, dancing troupes, bands, bowling for the pig, a crockery smashing stall, and so much more. The whole, marvellous day would be started off with a procession, through the village, of all the floats (see examples here). There would be dancers, bands, jugglers, often a fire engine, and The Laughing Policeman. I’m sure that by the end of the day he must have been exhausted, and his sides must have really ached.

The Laughing Policeman

Charles Penrose

I know a fat old policeman
he’s always on our street
a fat and jolly red faced man
he really is a treat
he’s too kind for a policeman
he’s never known to frown
and everybody says he is the happiest man in town
He laughs upon point duty
he laughs upon his beat
he laughs at everybody when he’s walking in the street
he never can stop laughing
he says he’s never tried
but once he did arrest a man
and laughed until he cried
his jolly face is wrinkled
and then he shut his eyes
he opened his great mouth
is was a wondrous size
he said I must arrest you
he didn’t know what for
and then he started laughing
until he cracked his jaw
so if you chance to meet him
when walking round the town
just shake him by his fat old hand
and give him half a crown
his eyes will beam and sparkle
he’ll gurgle with delight
and then you’ll start him laughing
with all his blessed might

Songwriters: Billie Grey

The Laughing Policeman lyrics © Nsa Inc. California

Song Lyric Sunday Theme for 06/01/2019

img_1345-3SLS is being hosted by Jim Adams, over at newepicauthor as Helen is taking a much needed break.

Helen has done a magnificent job, over the past few weeks, keeping this great challenge  active and growing, even though she was feeling far from 100%. Thank you Helen. We hope you soon recover your full strength.

Jim has set us the theme of doctor / health / medicine and all entries can be found here.

I’ve gone with a link to the name of the group, rather than the song title. Perhaps a group that you’ve never heard of. You may recognise the lead guitarist though, especially if you are a fan of Game of Thrones. He played a mute executioner!

The group is Dr. Feelgood,  the guitarist is Wilko Johnson, and, for your delight, I offer:

Dr. Feelgood – Roxette Lyrics

(Wilko Johnson)

I saw you out the other night
I saw somebody hold you tight
Roxette, I wonder who it could be
It was so dark I couldn’t see
But I know it wasn’t me
When I tell you it ain’t right
I know you’ve got to agree

I followed you into a show
The band was playing rock’n’roll
Roxette, I didn’t need to seek you out
The music played so loud
That I could hear you through the crowd
You was telling everyone
About a new guy you’d found

Roxette I gotta go away
And leave you for a couple of days
Roxette, I don’t want no more of your tricks
I’m gonna get some concrete mix
And fill your back door up with bricks
And you better be there waiting
When I get my business fixed

Wilko Johnson’s technique is a choppy guitar playing style which he demonstrates here:


….and here he is talking about  other group members


I think he’s great. I hope that you did too!





Song Lyric Sunday Theme for 30/12/2018 – new


Each week Helen gives us a new theme and asks us to choose music with lyrics to suit.

Sometimes it is difficult, sometimes a song comes immediately to mind. Always, it is enjoyable.

By listening to everyone’s chosen song, which you can do here, we get to hear old favourites, and music that is completely new to some of us.

This week the theme is “new“, and I’m offering two seasonal songs for your enjoyment. The first is by ABBA, and I am using them to help me wish every one of you A Happy New Year.

“Happy New Year”

No more champagne
And the fireworks are through
Here we are, me and you
Feeling lost and feeling blue
It’s the end of the party
And the morning seems so grey
So unlike yesterday
Now’s the time for us to say…Happy new year
Happy new year
May we all have a vision now and then
Of a world where every neighbour is a friend
Happy new year
Happy new year
May we all have our hopes, our will to try
If we don’t we might as well lay down and die
You and I

Sometimes I see
How the brave new world arrives
And I see how it thrives
In the ashes of our lives
Oh yes, man is a fool
And he thinks he’ll be okay
Dragging on, feet of clay
Never knowing he’s astray
Keeps on going anyway…

Happy new year
Happy new year
May we all have a vision now and then
Of a world where every neighbour is a friend
Happy new year
Happy new year
May we all have our hopes, our will to try
If we don’t we might as well lay down and die
You and I

Seems to me now
That the dreams we had before
Are all dead, nothing more
Than confetti on the floor
It’s the end of a decade
In another ten years time
Who can say what we’ll find
What lies waiting down the line
In the end of eighty-nine…

Happy new year
Happy new year
May we all have a vision now and then
Of a world where every neighbour is a friend
Happy new year
Happy new year
May we all have our hopes, our will to try
If we don’t we might as well lay down and die
You and I



Without the second, Christmas would just not be complete. Click on Fairytale of New York


Song Lyric Sunday Theme for 23/12/2018 – Season

img_1345-3Well, I guessed wrongly!

Having had “Boys”, then “Girls”, I just lost the shirt off my back by betting on “Babies”.

However, it is the season of a baby so I could have gone with my original idea, but I won’t!

I’m not even going to give you the lyrics to this song, you’ll know most of them anyway. So, just sit back, relax, and enjoy a bit of fun. I defy you not to smile a little bit!

I hope you all have a relaxing and enjoyable Christmas, and that the New Year is one with a bit of fun, lots of good health, a modicum of success, the love of family and friends, and some good music!

To view the fantastic opportunity that Helen continues to give us all, to share music new and old, known, and unknown, click here.  Thank you Helen.

Song Lyric Sunday Theme for 16/12/2018 – Girls

img_1345-3Last week we had “boys”. This week we have “girls”. Any guesses as to what next week could possibly be?

For this week I am overwhelmed with choices. I’m going for a song that is not amongst my collection, and never has been, but it is worthy of being presented for your delectation and delight. It may be a bit “of its time” and, therefore, not quite politically correct, or gender sensitive, but it is what it is, and, I think, quite a nice song. If it is not to your taste I have included a couple of other choices down at the bottom! For all entries this week have a look at Helen’s site.

So, for your entertainment I offer The Beastie Boys who have only one thought on their mind – “Girls”


Girls, all I really want is girls
And in the morning it’s girls
‘Cause in the evening it’s girls

I like the way that they walk
And it’s chilly to hear them talk
And I can always make them smile
From White Castle to the Nile

Back in the day
There was this girl around the way
She liked by home-piece M.C.A.
He said he would not give her play
I asked him, please?, he said, you may
Her pants were tight and that’s O.K.
If she would dance, I would D.J.
We took a walk down to the bay

I hope she’ll say,
Hey me and you should hit the hay
I asked her out, she said, no way
I should have probably guessed they’re gay
So I broke north with no delay
I heard she moved real far away
That was two years ago this May
I seen her just the other day
Jockin’ Mike D. To my dismay

Girls, to do the dishes
Girls, to clean up my room
Girls, to do the laundry
Girls, and in the bathroom
Girls, that’s all I really want is girls
Two at a time, I want girls
With new wave hairdos, I want girls
I ought to whip out my,
Girls, girls, girls, girls, girls
Girls, girls, girls, girls, girls
Girls, girls, girls, girls, yeah

Songwriters: Rick Rubin / Adam Horowitz

Girls lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

Alternative GIRLS – Click on the links below

West End Girls

Girls on the Beach

Fat Bottomed Girls

Song Lyric Sunday Theme for 09/12/2018 – Bring the Boys Back Home

img_1345-3Helen is still not 100%, yet she still manages to bring us together each Sunday to share our choice of music and lyrics, some of which is familiar, some we have never heard before. If you want to check out all the fabulous choices this week you can click here.

I’m a bit late this week but I think the wait is worth it. BUT, I think that anything by Pink Floyd is worth waiting for!

This is a track from the album “The Wall”. It has very few words and is titled “Bring the Boys Back Home.”. You may think it is a bit strange. I have included 2 versions.

According to songwriter Roger Waters, “Bring the Boys Back Home” is the central, unifying song on The Wall:

... it’s partly about not letting people go off and be killed in wars, but it’s partly about not allowing rock and roll, or making cars, or selling soap, or getting involved in biological research, or anything that anybody might do … not letting that become such an important and ‘jolly boy’s game’ that it becomes more important than friends, wives, children, or other people.

— Interview by Tommy Vance, broadcast 30 November 1979, BBC Radio One

Bring the Boys Back Home

Pink Floyd

Bring the boys back home
Bring the boys back home
Don’t leave the children on their own, no, no
Bring the boys back home

Wrong, do it again
Time to go
Are you feeling okay?
There’s a man answering, but he keeps hanging up

Is there anybody out there?

Songwriters: Roger Waters

Bring the Boys Back Home lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc


I hope you liked them – even just a little bit.

As a bonus, here is “The Wall” complete with the amazing (for the time) video.


Song Lyric Sunday Theme for 02/12/2018 – last

img_1345-3Helen has been less than 100% for a while, but she still manages to keep us on our toes trying to come up with songs that fit her weekly theme. Well done Helen, and I hope that the bugs disappear in plenty of time for you to have a great Christmas.

SLS this week gives us a theme of “last”. You can see, and hear, all of the great offerings here.

I’ve chosen something completely different this week, based on the fact that I lived in Germany for many years, off and on, during the period 1969 to 1989.

The Germans love to party, and you could not escape the music of James Last. He was immensely popular for many years, and not just in Germany. How he managed to afford the salary bill for all his musicians I have no idea, but he was a consummate entertainer as you will see. His orchestra, and guests, all seemed to have a fantastic time too!

Lyrics have very little to do with my offerings this week, and I’m not even including them, but I have included something other than purely orchestral.

Just look at those clothes! I bet some of you dressed just like that! I once had a jacket with lapels that wide!

You can see James Last in the background – he’s not doing a lot of conducting, and why did everyone click their fingers in time (or not) with the music?

For a contrast, I’m adding in “The Orange Blossom Special”

If you were in Germany at the time, someone would come along and urge you to join in, so do feel free to get up and dance, sing, clap, and generally have a good time!

Both of these are untypical of James Last in general. Most of what he produced was easy listening, popular music. He produced copious quantities of LP’s, and I bought several!

I do hope you enjoy this small example of my past life.

Song Lyric Sunday Theme for 25/11/2018

img_1345-3Time again for Helen’s great challenge to come up with a Song Lyric Sunday memory for the theme of “first”. You can hear all the fabulous entries by clicking above.

I’ve recently taken the drastic step of clearing out all of my DVD’s and, dare I say it, my VINYLS!!!!!!!!!

I gave them all to my favourite charity shop and I hope that, not only do they raise a tidy sum for the charity but, they give lots of pleasure to many people. My, were they heavy!

I still have lots of music on reel to reel tapes, and on cassettes. I never had 8 track, or mini disc. I will, eventually dispose of those too.

All my memories of vinyl and dvd’s are now in my iTunes library, so for this week I searched there. This is what I came up with!

First Of May by The Bee Gees

Now I don’t know about you, but, I always found the Bee Gees to be an unpleasant group to look at. I found them rather ugly. Maybe it’s just me. Maybe it’s a man thing. Maybe I’m talking rubbish. They were, however, superb singers, and their harmonies were sublime.

Anyway, to spare my eyes, at least, I have chosen a recording that doesn’t show them at all. It does, however, include the lyrics. I hope you enjoy it.

Song Lyric Sunday Theme for 18/11/2018 – Listen to Me

img_1345-3I do enjoy Helen’s Song Lyric Sunday every week. I get to listen to some old favourites, but always encounter some songs that I have never heard before. Some I like, some are not to my taste, but I still enjoy the new experience.

You can listen to all this week’s entries by following the link above. Listen also happens to be the theme for this week.

This week I am offering a song by The Hollies. They are the group that I have seen “live” the most. They are still touring and still give great value for money.

“Listen to Me” is a 1968 single by The Hollies that was written by Tony Hazzard. It was the last Hollies single to feature Graham Nash in the group, and was released with the B-side “Do the Best You Can” on the Parlophone label. The song reached #11 on the UK singles chart in October 1968.

I’ve always wondered about the last line of each verse: “That you didn’t care about love.” It just does not fit in properly, and doesn’t seem to be what they sing. See what you think!

The Hollies

Listen to Me

Listen to me I’ll sing a song
To change your mind

Have you ever wondered why
When everything goes wrong
Nobody stops to lend a hand
Nobody seems to care
Then she looks you in the eye
And suddenly you’re strong
And very soon you realize
That you didn’t care about love

Listen to me I’ll sing a song
To change your mind
Your ears are deaf
Your mouth is dumb
Your eyes are blind
Listen to me and very soon
I think you’ll find
Somebody wants to help you
Somebody seems to care
And very soon you’ve forgotten
That you didn’t care about love

Does it hurt to realize
You’ve been acting very strange
Refusing to take the love she gives
Pretending you don’t care
Did it take you by surprise
To discover how you’d changed
How you forgot to remember
That you didn’t care about love

Listen to me I’ll sing a song
To change your mind
Your ears are deaf
Your mouth is dumb,
Your eyes are blind
Listen to me and very soon
I think you’ll find
Somebody wants to help you
Somebody seems to care
And very soon you’ve forgotten
That you didn’t care about love

Listen to me I’ll sing a song
To change your mind
Your ears are deaf
Your mouth is dumb,
Your eyes are blind
Listen to me and very soon
I think you’ll find
Somebody wants to help you
Somebody seems to care
And very soon you’ve forgotten
That you didn’t care about love
You didn’t care about love
You didn’t care about
You didn’t care about
You didn’t care about love

Songwriters: Tony Hazzard

Listen to Me lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC