Music You Like Which Is Bad

Some of the Sh¡t Posing As Music churned out over the last couple of years are real ear worms. To get rid of the ear worm I'll happily sing Baby Shark in my head until it expunges the SPAM.
Well you asked...

 

endure

GCM
I saw Jona Lewie play at the Blackpool Punk festival a few years ago. The promoters always put a wild card in. I even got up for a wobble when they sang about In The Kitchen At Parties.


You'll always find her in the kitchen but does she clean behind the fridge?
 
Depends what you mean by “bad”? I like quite a lot of music which is, or has been, regarded as naff or even cringeworthy. This got into my head watching Deutchland ‘83.
 



Although I do have alternative lyrics.

You look like Lassie with acne
You dance like Biffo the bear
Your clothes are all made by Bernards
And you’ve lice and spunk in your hair
And up your back, you know you’re slack

You live in a fancy compartment
On one of Her Majesty’s ships
With four hundred and twenty young fish heads
Each one of them gives you the shits
Yes they do…

But where do you go to my lovely?
When you’re alone in your pit
Won't you tell me the thoughts that surround you
When you’re having a spine shattering shit

Do you remember the Embassy party?
I recall that you caused quite a stir
Sliding down the banister
With your piss flaps going brrr brrr
Brrr brrr, brrr brrr

I remember the back streets of Gosport
Your arsehole all gaping and wide
I remember I popped my head in
And the rest of the mess was inside
Playing draughts for a laugh
Ha ha, ha ha

But where do you go to my lovely?
When you’re alone in your pit
Won't you tell me the thoughts that surround you
When you’re having a spine shattering shit

Your name it is heard in high places
You know the buffer quite well
He gave you a dildo for Christmas
You use it for ringing the bell
Yes you do, ding-a-ling

I remember the back streets of Naples
The children all begging in rags
I remember you stole all their money
For a pint and a packet of fags
Yes you did, half a quid

I know where you go to my lovely
When you’re alone in your pit
I know the thoughts that surround you
‘cos I know that you’re full of shit
 

TamH70

MIA

StBob072

LE
Book Reviewer
Most things rockabilly and certain c&w artists have been my guilty secret for over 40 years. :eek:
 
Ok she more belongs in MILF's you would, but Kim Wilde, with her kids in Download

 
Somebody mentioned Green Jelly. I saw them at London Astoria in October 93. But I didn't join in the stage invasion.
 

Issi

War Hero
I've got a lot of time for the marvellous 'Les Negresses Vertes' .
French gypsy kind of Pogues type thing, Zobi la Mouche is a favourite, I think that Max Headroom had it on once and I thought (in 1988), that it was the coolest thing ever.
Check it out, it beats the Gypsy Kings any day.
 
This thread is richly deserving of a Gary glitter video, but even I don’t have the bottle to find one and post it.
 
This thread is richly deserving of a Gary glitter video, but even I don’t have the bottle to find one and post it.
Back in the day it was bloody funny and more over the top than anything else but we didn't know what the **** was up to. You could try the Glitter Band instead. Apparently they are still going.
 
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This thread is richly deserving of a Gary glitter video, but even I don’t have the bottle to find one and post it.
Here you go...

Apparently the nonce still gets royalties paid for this by the AFL, as they still use the riff.

Interesting how the vid shows loads of teenyboppers getting all moist, Gazza was clearly hiding in plain sight. The cünt.

 

Whining Civvy

Old-Salt
I'd have posted this one, personally, what with the lyrics being what they are an' all.


I wonder if this thread's about to go off on an interesting tangent.
 

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