Lyrics you wouldn't get away with nowadays...
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Not sure if "Elusive Butterfly" has come up yet. Sung by (amongst many others) Val Doonican of all people.
I've always thought it has a very creepy stalker vibe.
You might wake up some mornin'
To the sound of something moving past your window in the wind
And if you're quick enough to rise
You'll catch a fleeting glimpse of someone's fading shadow
Out on the new horizon
You may see the floating motion of a distant pair of wings
And if the sleep has left your ears
You might hear footsteps running through an open meadow
Don't be concerned, it will not harm you
It's only me pursuing somethin' I'm not sure of
Across my dreams with nets of wonder
I chase the bright elusive butterfly of love
You might have heard my footsteps
Echo softly in the distance through the canyons of your mind
I might have even called your name
As I ran searching after something to believe in
You might have seen me runnin'
Through the long-abandoned ruins of the dreams you left behind
If you remember something there
That glided past you followed close by heavy breathin'
Don't be concerned, it will not harm you
It's only me pursuing somethin' I'm not sure of
Across my dreams with nets of wonder
I chase the bright elusive butterfly of love
Across my dreams with nets of wonder
I chase the bright elusive butterfly of love
I've always thought it has a very creepy stalker vibe.
You might wake up some mornin'
To the sound of something moving past your window in the wind
And if you're quick enough to rise
You'll catch a fleeting glimpse of someone's fading shadow
Out on the new horizon
You may see the floating motion of a distant pair of wings
And if the sleep has left your ears
You might hear footsteps running through an open meadow
Don't be concerned, it will not harm you
It's only me pursuing somethin' I'm not sure of
Across my dreams with nets of wonder
I chase the bright elusive butterfly of love
You might have heard my footsteps
Echo softly in the distance through the canyons of your mind
I might have even called your name
As I ran searching after something to believe in
You might have seen me runnin'
Through the long-abandoned ruins of the dreams you left behind
If you remember something there
That glided past you followed close by heavy breathin'
Don't be concerned, it will not harm you
It's only me pursuing somethin' I'm not sure of
Across my dreams with nets of wonder
I chase the bright elusive butterfly of love
Across my dreams with nets of wonder
I chase the bright elusive butterfly of love
12TS said:
I listened to that album a few times and can’t remember School Mam. What a *strange* set of lyrics
It was probably overshadowed, lyrically, by "Bring on the Nubiles", written as a way to test what they could get away with. "School Mam" is apparently inspired by a story from Hugh Cornwell's brief teaching career, can't remember how much of it was supposed to be true. Performed live on the 1990 tour - the last with Hugh - and featured an extended instrumental section, during which Hugh "invites" a member of the audience onto the stage and appears to cane them.And there's another song on the same album, whose title I'm always a bit unsure whether I should write, that doesn't mean what most people presume it means, it's more of an expression of the plight of the outsider. As I write this, I think it's been mentioned on this thread before, and I linked to Jet Black's explanation of the song in response to a gig-goer who contacted them to complain about it.
Annie I’m not your daddy.
They say that out of sight is out of mind and child, believe it
Your mama was in search of love, but all she got was used
And I'm telling it to your face
So you don't have to hear it in another place
Bring it to me gently now
Don't forget, I'm just a child
Oh Annie
I'm not your daddy (mama's baby's papa's baby)
Oh Annie
I'm not your daddy (mama's baby's papa's baby)
See, if I was in your blood then you wouldn't be so ugly
Oh!
They say that out of sight is out of mind and child, believe it
Your mama was in search of love, but all she got was used
And I'm telling it to your face
So you don't have to hear it in another place
Bring it to me gently now
Don't forget, I'm just a child
Oh Annie
I'm not your daddy (mama's baby's papa's baby)
Oh Annie
I'm not your daddy (mama's baby's papa's baby)
See, if I was in your blood then you wouldn't be so ugly
Oh!
richie99 said:
If its not been mentioned already - Mary of the Fourth Form, Boomtown Rats.
Also mentioned on the 'beautiful song' thread - Summer (The First Time) by Bobby Goldsboro.
Summer pales into insignificance behind the awesome pile of sAlso mentioned on the 'beautiful song' thread - Summer (The First Time) by Bobby Goldsboro.
te of Honey."Came runnin' in all excited,
Slipped and almost hurt herself
And I laughed till I cried"
I can't remember their name but back in the day a pop group did a song about the Lone Ranger and Tonto.
Lyrical content included suggestions of drug abuse but also included the following when saying Tonto hadn't seen the Lone Ranger with a woman
Maybe masked man he a pooftah
Try it on with surly Tonto
Let me say to Mr Lawman
Tonto doesn't mind.
You'd never get that past the censors today
Lyrical content included suggestions of drug abuse but also included the following when saying Tonto hadn't seen the Lone Ranger with a woman
Maybe masked man he a pooftah
Try it on with surly Tonto
Let me say to Mr Lawman
Tonto doesn't mind.
You'd never get that past the censors today
Vipers said:
I am surprised they still play Lou Reed "Walk on the wild side" on the radio with a reference to a woman giving a blow job, not that it bothers me,
I think the point of that song is it wasn't a 'woman' 
Pink Floyds Arnold Lane is an oddity
Arnold Lane had a strange hobby
Collecting clothes
Moonshine, washing line
They suit him fine
On the wall hung a tall mirror
Distorted view
See-through baby blue
He dug it
slopes said:
I can't remember their name but back in the day a pop group did a song about the Lone Ranger and Tonto.
Lyrical content included suggestions of drug abuse but also included the following when saying Tonto hadn't seen the Lone Ranger with a woman
Maybe masked man he a pooftah
Try it on with surly Tonto
Let me say to Mr Lawman
Tonto doesn't mind.
You'd never get that past the censors today
Quantum Jump was the bandLyrical content included suggestions of drug abuse but also included the following when saying Tonto hadn't seen the Lone Ranger with a woman
Maybe masked man he a pooftah
Try it on with surly Tonto
Let me say to Mr Lawman
Tonto doesn't mind.
You'd never get that past the censors today
Available on you tube
bristolracer said:
slopes said:
I can't remember their name but back in the day a pop group did a song about the Lone Ranger and Tonto.
Lyrical content included suggestions of drug abuse but also included the following when saying Tonto hadn't seen the Lone Ranger with a woman
Maybe masked man he a pooftah
Try it on with surly Tonto
Let me say to Mr Lawman
Tonto doesn't mind.
You'd never get that past the censors today
Quantum Jump was the bandLyrical content included suggestions of drug abuse but also included the following when saying Tonto hadn't seen the Lone Ranger with a woman
Maybe masked man he a pooftah
Try it on with surly Tonto
Let me say to Mr Lawman
Tonto doesn't mind.
You'd never get that past the censors today
Available on you tube
Of course, Frank Zappa did title one of his tunes 'I Promise Not To Come In Your Mouth', which has always made me reflect that it must be one of the most commonly used chat up lines on a world wide basis, so why not?
The odd thing is that it is a very nice jazz melody, just screaming to be covered, and he must have written off a lot of commercial rights by doing that.
The odd thing is that it is a very nice jazz melody, just screaming to be covered, and he must have written off a lot of commercial rights by doing that.
Jake Thakray had lots of examples of songs which would struggle these days....
Here is Jake's "Bantam Cock"
It was a grand upstanding bantam cock,
So brisk and stiff and spry,
With springy step and jaunty plume
And a purposeful look in his eye,
In his little black blinking eye, he had.
I took him to the coop and introduced him
To my seventeen wide-eyed hens.
He tupped and he tupped as a hero tups
And he bowed from the waist to them all, and then
He upped and he tupped 'em all again, he did.
And then upon the peace of me ducks and me geese
He rudely did intrude.
With glazed eyes and open mouths
They bore it all with fortitude
And a little bit of gratitude, they did.
He jumped my giggling guinea fowl
And forced his attentions upon
My twenty hysterical turkeys and
A visiting migrant swan.
But the bantam thundered on, he did.
He ravished my fan-tailed pigeons and
Me lily-white columbines,
And while I was locking up the budgerigar
He jumped my parrot from behind;
She was sitting on me shoulder at the time.
And all of a sudden with a gasp and a gulp
He clapped his hands to his head,
Fell flat on his back with his toes in the air.
My bantam cock lay dead
And the vultures circled overhead, they did.
What a champion brute; what a noble cock;
What a way to live and to die.
I was digging him a grave to save his bones
From the hungry buzzards in the sky
When the bantam opened up a sly little eye.
He gave me a grin and a terrible wink,
The way that rapists do.
He said, "You see them big daft buggers up there?
They'll be down in a minute or two;
They'll be down in a minute or two".
or how about Brother Gorilla, (describing the rape of a judge):
"Through the bars of a large enclosure
The village ladies intently stared,
Where a gorilla with massive composure
Was impassively combing his hair.
They were shamelessly interested,
Eyeing devoutly a certain spot,
But my mother's especially requested
I refrain from telling you what.
Brother Gorilla!
The door of the circus lock-up,
Where the noble brute had been put,
By an administrational cock-up
Was unwisely left unshut
"I'm going to lose it at last," he cried,
Swinging lissomely out of his cage,
Referring, of course, to his chastity:
He was just at the difficult age
Brother Gorilla!
Those self-same ladies who previously
Had been licking their lips from afar
Did a bunk, which shows how devious
And whimsical women are.
In the path of the lovesick monkey
There were two who wouldn't budge:
A little old lady, all shrunken,
And a petty sessions judge.
Brother Gorilla!
The old girl said "It would be surprising
And unlikely in the extreme
If anyone found me appetising,
And beyond my wildest dreams!"
The judge intoned with tranquillity:
"To take me for a female ape
Would be the height of improbability".
Even judges make mistakes.
Brother Gorilla!
It would be curious and uncanny,
Say, if the choice were up to you
To ravish a judge or a granny
And you didn't know which to do.
If I were in such a position
And the choice had got to be mine,
I'd beg the old lady's permission
But go for grandma every time.
Brother Gorilla!
Though the gorilla is very proficient
In the role of a paramour
His mental equipment's deficient
And his eyesight's awfully poor.
With a Palaeolithic leer
He gave the old lady the miss
And, grabbing the judge by the ear,
Gave him an introductory kiss.
Brother Gorilla!
In time the gorilla's desires
Were more or less gratified.
The judge, being rather biased,
Couldn't see the funny side.
He was kicking and screaming and wailing
When his moment of truth had come,
Like those wretches he orders daily
To be taken away and hung.
Brother Gorilla!
Here is Jake's "Bantam Cock"
It was a grand upstanding bantam cock,
So brisk and stiff and spry,
With springy step and jaunty plume
And a purposeful look in his eye,
In his little black blinking eye, he had.
I took him to the coop and introduced him
To my seventeen wide-eyed hens.
He tupped and he tupped as a hero tups
And he bowed from the waist to them all, and then
He upped and he tupped 'em all again, he did.
And then upon the peace of me ducks and me geese
He rudely did intrude.
With glazed eyes and open mouths
They bore it all with fortitude
And a little bit of gratitude, they did.
He jumped my giggling guinea fowl
And forced his attentions upon
My twenty hysterical turkeys and
A visiting migrant swan.
But the bantam thundered on, he did.
He ravished my fan-tailed pigeons and
Me lily-white columbines,
And while I was locking up the budgerigar
He jumped my parrot from behind;
She was sitting on me shoulder at the time.
And all of a sudden with a gasp and a gulp
He clapped his hands to his head,
Fell flat on his back with his toes in the air.
My bantam cock lay dead
And the vultures circled overhead, they did.
What a champion brute; what a noble cock;
What a way to live and to die.
I was digging him a grave to save his bones
From the hungry buzzards in the sky
When the bantam opened up a sly little eye.
He gave me a grin and a terrible wink,
The way that rapists do.
He said, "You see them big daft buggers up there?
They'll be down in a minute or two;
They'll be down in a minute or two".
or how about Brother Gorilla, (describing the rape of a judge):
"Through the bars of a large enclosure
The village ladies intently stared,
Where a gorilla with massive composure
Was impassively combing his hair.
They were shamelessly interested,
Eyeing devoutly a certain spot,
But my mother's especially requested
I refrain from telling you what.
Brother Gorilla!
The door of the circus lock-up,
Where the noble brute had been put,
By an administrational cock-up
Was unwisely left unshut
"I'm going to lose it at last," he cried,
Swinging lissomely out of his cage,
Referring, of course, to his chastity:
He was just at the difficult age
Brother Gorilla!
Those self-same ladies who previously
Had been licking their lips from afar
Did a bunk, which shows how devious
And whimsical women are.
In the path of the lovesick monkey
There were two who wouldn't budge:
A little old lady, all shrunken,
And a petty sessions judge.
Brother Gorilla!
The old girl said "It would be surprising
And unlikely in the extreme
If anyone found me appetising,
And beyond my wildest dreams!"
The judge intoned with tranquillity:
"To take me for a female ape
Would be the height of improbability".
Even judges make mistakes.
Brother Gorilla!
It would be curious and uncanny,
Say, if the choice were up to you
To ravish a judge or a granny
And you didn't know which to do.
If I were in such a position
And the choice had got to be mine,
I'd beg the old lady's permission
But go for grandma every time.
Brother Gorilla!
Though the gorilla is very proficient
In the role of a paramour
His mental equipment's deficient
And his eyesight's awfully poor.
With a Palaeolithic leer
He gave the old lady the miss
And, grabbing the judge by the ear,
Gave him an introductory kiss.
Brother Gorilla!
In time the gorilla's desires
Were more or less gratified.
The judge, being rather biased,
Couldn't see the funny side.
He was kicking and screaming and wailing
When his moment of truth had come,
Like those wretches he orders daily
To be taken away and hung.
Brother Gorilla!
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