Thirsty Merc – In the Summertime

Still hot here…..in the Summertime.

“In The Summertime”

I don’t have a job
I never liked them
I just wanna play in the sunshine

They say I was wrong
But I know better
I live my life like I’m dying

Gimme a chance
I’ll do my best to kick and scream and dance
When winter comes I’ll turn around

Take me back to the sweet times
The hot nights
Everything is gonna be alright
In the summertime
Baby, in the summertime
And even if I have to wait til next year
I don’t care
All I know is that I’ll meet you there
In the summertime
Baby, in the summertime
That is where I’ll be

I can’t complain
‘Cos I’m still breathing
There’s nobody breathing down my neck now

Gimme a go
Like an open furnace setting fire to snow
When winter comes I’ll ask the crowd

To take me back to the sweet times
The hot nights
Everything is gonna be alright
In the summertime
Baby, in the summertime
And even if I have to wait til next year
I don’t care
All I know is that I’ll meet you there
In the summertime
Baby, in the summertime
That is where I’ll be

So let me run
I’ll dream until my head weighs 16 tonnes
And when I wake sometime in June
I’ll say

Take me back to the sweet times
The hot nights
Everything is gonna be alright
In the summertime
Baby, in the summertime
And even if I have to wait til next year
I don’t care
All I know is that I’ll meet you there
In the summertime
Baby, in the summertime

Take me back to the sweet times
The hot nights
Everything is gonna be alright
In the summertime
Baby, in the summertime
And even if I have to wait til next year
I don’t care
All I know is that I’ll meet you there
In the summertime
Baby, in the summertime
Baby, in the summertime
Baby, in the summertime
That is where I’ll be

Then and Now : Genesis / Disturbed – Land of Confusion.

One of my favorites by Genesis, with a video produced using puppets from the UK sketch show Spitting Image.  It was written by guitarist Mike Rutherford for their 1986 album Invisible Touch.

I must’ve dreamed a thousand dreams
Been haunted by a million screams
But I can hear the marching feet
They’re moving into the street.

Now did you read the news today
They say the danger’s gone away
But I can see the fire’s still alight
There burning into the night.

There’s too many men
Too many people
Making too many problems
And not much love to go round
Can’t you see
This is a land of confusion.

This is the world we live in
And these are the hands we’re given
Use them and let’s start trying
To make it a place worth living in.

Ooh Superman where are you now
When everything’s gone wrong somehow
The men of steel, the men of power
Are losing control by the hour.

This is the time
This is the place
So we look for the future
But there’s not much love to go round
Tell me why, this is a land of confusion.

This is the world we live in
And these are the hands we’re given
Use them and let’s start trying
To make it a place worth living in.

I remember long ago –
Ooh when the sun was shining
Yes and the stars were bright
All through the night
And the sound of your laughter
As I held you tight
So long ago –

I won’t be coming home tonight
My generation will put it right
We’re not just making promises
That we know, we’ll never keep.

Too many men
There’s too many people
Making too many problems
And not much love to go round
Can’t you see
This is a land of confusion.

Now this is the world we live in
And these are the hands we’re given
Use them and let’s start trying
To make it a place worth fighting for.

This is the world we live in
And these are the names we’re given
Stand up and let’s start showing
Just where our lives are going to.

This song was also covered by Disturbed.  Though the song was originally written in the Eighties, very little has changed.  Released on the 2 October 2006 from the album Ten thousand fists.

 

One Hit Wonder – Fox – S-S-S-Single Bed.

Original promo video for UK band Fox’s smash hit single from 1976 which reached No.1 in Australia.

Lead singer Noosha Fox was originally from Australia but the group formed in the UK.

 

C-c-c-come,
Come inside,
Oh I’ve been expecting
You here tonight

Sh-sh-sh-shoes
Shake ’em off
While I go and turn
The music down soft

(ahhhhhh)

Oh but all I got
Is a s-single bed
Ain’t no room
For your sweet head
Now ain’t it a shame
You missed the last train
Coz all I got is a
S-single bed

S-s-s-single bed
S-single bed
There ain’t no room
For your sweet head

S-s-s-single bed
S-single bed
I got a one solitary
Lonesome
Single Bed

P-p-p-pour
Out your wine
And we could explore
Each others minds

T-t-t-time
Don’t it fly?
When the pleasures of night
Are reachin’ so high

(highhhhhh)

Oh but all I got
Is a s-single bed
There ain’t no room
For your sweet head
Now ain’t it a shame
You missed the last train
Coz all I got is a
S-single bed

S-s-s-single bed
S-single bed
There ain’t no room
For your sweet head

S-s-s-single bed
S-single bed
I got a one solitary
Lonesome
Single Bed

(Da da da da da daaa,
Baby don’t cry
Bye bye baby
Bye Bye Bye

Doo doo doo doop
Doop doo doop doo
Doop doo doop doo
Doo doo doop dee doo
Deh dah dah dah daaahh)

Oh all I got
Is a s-single bed
There ain’t no room
For your sweet head
Now ain’t it a shame
You missed the last train
Coz all I got is a
S-single bed

S-s-s-single bed
S-single bed
There ain’t no room
For your sweet head

S-s-s-single bed
S-single bed
I got a one solitary
Lonesome
Single Bed

S-single bed
S-single bed
I got a one solitary
Lonesome
Single Bed

 

The Corrs – Breathless

Had a bonza Christmas day…and now I am winding down with a cold beer and some music.  So, decided to share a favorite on this most festive day.  The Corrs – Breathless.

 

“Breathless”

Go on go on
Leave me breathless
Come on [echo…]

Hey… yeah…

The daylight’s fading slowly
The time with you is standing still
I’m waiting for you only
The slightest touch and I feel weak
I cannot lie, from you I cannot hide
And I’m losing the will to try
Can’t hide it (can’t hide it), can’t fight it (can’t fight it)

So go on, go on, come on, leave me breathless
Tempt me, tease me, until I can’t deny
This loving feeling (loving feeling)
Make me long for your kiss
Go on (go on), go on (go on)
Yeah…
Come on
Yeah…

And if there’s no tomorrow
And all we have is here and now
I’m happy just to have you
You’re all the love I need somehow
It’s like a dream
Although I’m not asleep
And I never want to wake up
Don’t lose it (don’t lose it), don’t leave it (don’t leave it)

So go on, go on, come on, leave me breathless
Tempt me, tease me, until I can’t deny
This loving feeling (loving feeling)
Make me long for your kiss
Go on (go on), go on (go on)
Yeah…
Come on [echo…]

[Guitar’s solo] Yeah-ie, yeah, yeah-ie, yeah…

And I can’t lie
From you I cannot hide
And I’ve lost my will to try
Can’t hide it (can’t hide it), can’t fight it, (can’t fight it)

So go on, (go on) go on, (go on), come on, leave me breathless
Tempt me, tease me, until I can’t deny
This loving feeling (loving feeling) Make me long for your kiss

Go on, (go on) go on, (go on) come on, leave… me breathless
Go on, (go on) go on, (go on) come on, leave… me breathless
Go on, (go on) go on, (go on) come on, leave… me breathless
Go on… go on!

Bucko and Champs – Deck the shed with bits of Wattle.

Deck the sheds with bits of wattle*, fa la la la, la la la la,
Whack some gum leaves in a bottle, fa la la la, la la la la la,
All the shops are open Sundies, fa la la la, la la la la,
Buy you Dad some socks and undies, fa la la la, la la la la la.

Deck the sheds with bits of gumtree, fa la la la, la la la la,
Hang the deco’s off the plum tree, fa la la la, la la la la la,
Plant some kisses on the missus, fa la la la, la la la la,
Have a ripper Aussie Christmas, fa la la la, la la la la la.

 

Say g’day to friends and rellies, fa la la la, la la la la,
Wave them off with bulging bellies, fa la la la, la la la la la,
Kids and babies, youngies, oldies, fa la la la, la la la la,
May your fridge be full of coldies, fa la la la, la la la la la.

Chop the wood and stoke the barbie, fa la la la, la la la la,
Ring the folks in Abudabe**, fa la la la, la la la la la,
Pop the stuffing in the turkey, fa la la la, la la la la,
Little Mary’s feeling ercky***, fa la la la, la la la la la.

Rally rally round the table, fa la la la, la la la la,
Fill your belly while you’re able, fa la la la, la la la la la,
Joyce and Joaney, Dave and Darryl, fa la la la, la la la la,
Sing an Aussie Christmas carol, fa la la la, la la la la la.

 

Glam Rock – Sherbet : Howzat.

 

Nothing beats a live performance, where the band and the singers are doing it without the lip sync and actually playing their instruments.  This is Sherbet’s hit “Howzat” performed in 1976, the era of Glam Rock in Australia.  The song was popular to many due to the fact the song used a cricket term, to say that the lover had been found out.

The phrase “Howzat!” was used by bowlers in cricket, to ask the umpire if they had bowled a batsman out.  1977 – 1978, was the age of the World Series Cricket series in Australia, and so this song was played relentlessly over that Summer.

You told me I was the one
The only one who got your head undone
And for a while I believed the line that you spun

But I’ve been looking at you
Looking closely at the things you do
I didn’t see it the way you wanted me to

How, how, howzat?
You messed about
I caught you out, howzat?

Now that I found where you’re at
It’s goodbye
Well, howzat? It’s goodbye

You only came for a smile
Even though you’re really not my style
I didn’t think that you’d run me ’round
Like you do

How, how, howzat?
You messed about
I caught you out, howzat?

Now that I found where you’re at
It’s goodbye
Well, howzat? It’s goodbye, aha
Oh yeah, oh yeah

Well, I’ve been looking at you
(I’ll tell you what I see)
Looking closely at the things you do
(No, you can’t fool me)
I didn’t see it the way you wanted me to

How, how, howzat?
You messed about
I caught you out, howzat?
Now that I found where you’re at
It’s goodbye

Howzat? You messed about
I caught you out, howzat?

Now that I found where you’re at
It’s goodbye
Well howzat? Goodbye
Oh yeah, oh yeah

Doo wah, doo wah, doo wah, doo wah
Doo wah, doo wah, doo wah, doo wah
Aah

 

Rod Stewart – You’re in My Heart

 

It’s Sunday morning here in Oz, so here is a wonderful song to wake up to…but also for all the lovers out there.  Rod Stewart’s You’re in my heart.  Enjoy  ~RB~

“You’re In My Heart (The Final Acclaim)”

I didn’t know what day it was
when you walked into the room
I said hello unnoticed
You said goodbye too soon

Breezing through the clientele
spinning yarns that were so lyrical
I really must confess right here
the attraction was purely physical

I took all those habits of yours
that in the beginning were hard to accept
Your fashion sense, Beardsly prints
I put down to experience

The big bosomed lady with the Dutch accent
who tried to change my point of view
Her ad lib lines were well rehearsed
but my heart cried out for you

Chorus:

You’re in my heart, you’re in my soul
You’ll be my breath should I grow old
You are my lover, you’re my best friend
You’re in my soul

My love for you is immeasurable
My respect for you immense
You’re ageless, timeless, lace and fineness
You’re beauty and elegance

You’re a rhapsody, a comedy
You’re a symphony and a play
You’re every love song ever written
But honey what do you see in me

You’re in my heart, you’re in my soul
You’ll be my breath should I grow old
You are my lover, you’re my best friend
You’re in my soul

You’re an essay in glamour
Please pardon the grammar
but you’re every schoolboy’s dream
You’re Celtic, United, but baby I’ve decided
You’re the best team I’ve ever seen

And there have been many affairs
Many times I’ve thought to leave
But I bite my lip and turn around
’cause you’re the warmest thing I’ve ever found

You’re in my heart, you’re in my soul
You’ll be my breath should I grow old
You are my lover, you’re my best friend
You’re in my soul

One Hit Wonders – Promises : Baby It’s you.

The single “Baby It’s You” became a smash hit in Europe and around the world (especially in Germany where it reached number 4 in the charts) in February 1979 and Promises received a Gold Album for more than 260,000 selling units. The song was also hugely popular in Australia, largely due to weekly programming of the original film clip on Sunday evening television music show Countdown. The song was subsequently released on a highly popular compilation album in that market. It also reached number one on the New Zealand Singles chart for five weeks. “Baby It’s You” was also a success in South Africa, also appearing on Volume 7 of that country’s long running compilation album series Pop Shop. The video received a lot of airplay on South African television too.

You’re here with me now but you’re saying
you don’t want me any more
you’re holding me now but you’re saying
you can’t see me no no more
you whisper good-bye then cling tighter to me
I can’t take no more.

Baby it’s you
who makes me feel the way that you do
you know I can’t forget you so soon
baby it’s you.

Runing your fingers through my hair
but saying you care no more
you’re kissing my ear with a heart chilling
breath that you can’t no more
laying beside me with legs all around me
I care no more oh no.

Baby it’s you
who makes me do the things that I do
you know I can’t cast aside you so soon
baby it’s you.

Changing the show
adding dramatics to help love grow
your heart is your life
cut it carefully with your knife
don’t leave the world
stay right here
don’t make don’t make anything rough.

Baby it’s you
who makes me feel the way that you do
you know I can’t forget you so soon
baby it’s you.

Baby it’s you
who makes me do the things that I do
you know I can’t cast aside you so soon
baby it’s you.
watching the pretty flowers grow
never again no summer

This is Australia – Great Southern Land.

“Great Southern Land”

Standing at the limit of an endless ocean
Stranded like a runaway lost at sea
City on a rainy day down in the harbor
Watching as the gray clouds shadow the bay
Looking everywhere ’cause I had to find you
This is not the way that I remember it here
Anyone will tell you it’s a prisoner island
Hidden in the summer for a million years

Great Southern Land
Burned you black

So you look into the land, it will tell you a story
Story about a journey ended long ago
Listen to the motion of the wind in the mountains
Maybe you can hear them talking like I do
They’re gonna betray you, they’re gonna forget you
Are you gonna let them take you over that way?

Great Southern Land
Great Southern Land
You walk alone
Like a primitive man
And they make it work
With sticks and bones
See their hungry eyes
It’s a hungry home

I hear the sound
Of the strangers’ voices
I see their hungry eyes
Their hungry eyes
Great Southern Land
Great Southern Land
They burned you black
Black against the ground

Standing at the limit of an endless ocean
Stranded like a runaway lost at sea
City on a rainy day down in the harbor
Watching as the gray clouds shadow the bay
Looking everywhere, I had to find you
This is not the way that I remember it here
Anyone will tell you it’s a prisoner island
Hidden in the summer for a million years

Great Southern Land
In the sleeping sun
You walk alone
With the ghost of time
Well, they burned you black
Black against the ground
And they make it work
With rocks and sand

I hear the sound
Of the strangers’ voices
I see their hungry eyes
Their hungry eyes
Great Southern Land
Great Southern Land
You walk alone
Like a primitive man
You walk alone
With the ghost of time
And they burned you black
Yeah, they burned you black
Great Southern Land

Great Southern Land
Great Southern Land
Great Southern Land

 

 

 

 

One Hit Wonder – Haysi Fantayzee – Shiny Shiny.

Haysi Fantayzee was formed in 1981 and consisted of Jeremy Healy (also known as “Jeremiah”) and Kate Garner, who fronted the “band” and Garner’s boyfriend songwriter/producer/manager Paul Caplin. The band released four singles in 1982 and 1983: “John Wayne is Big Leggy”, “Holy Joe”, “Shiny Shiny”, and “Sister Friction”, and an album, Battle Hymns For Children Singing.

Jeremy Healy accused the singer known as Boy George (George O’Dowd) of stealing his infamous look. Boy George later addressed the issue: “When Jeremy saw my locks he was livid. Both he and Kim [Bowen] stopped speaking to me. They thought I had stolen their look. It wasn’t their look to steal…

Entered the Australian chart: July 4, 1983
Peak position: number 3

 

 

Good times come to me now
Good times come to me now

I ain’t lying ’cause there ain’t no time
No city it’s a pity ’cause I dress divine
City smokes, people choke
Big meanie he’s a genie and we ain’t got a hope
No chance, no chance

Well, I feel fine, no it ain’t no crime
I was dreamin’ of a demon and I ate a dime
The dime floats, the colonel boasts
Send ’em up the hill boys, this ain’t no joke
No chance, no chance, no chance, no chance

Shiny shiny bad times behind me
Shiny shiny sha-na-na-na
Shiny shiny bad times behind me
Shiny shiny bad times behind me

Your sure look fine your shoes they shine
I taste your face your love is mine
Mercury Dan with a spikey hand
I’m a hot retard, marquis de sade
No chance, no chance, no chance, no chance

Shiny shiny bad times behind me
Shiny shiny bad times behind me
Shiny shiny bad times behind me
Shiny shiny bad times behind me

Saw a cop on the line, machine gun shine
I was dreaming not believing that I was alive
My mind broke, the cop he choked
Get out of here, boy, or I’ll use the colt

No chance, no chance
You sure look fine your shoes they shine
No heat can compete with this blue-eyed liar
The child spoke, “We ain’t got a hope press the button
Press the button, it’s all remote”
No chance, no chance, no chance, no chance

Shiny shiny bad times behind me
Shiny shiny bad times behind me
Shiny shiny bad times behind me
Shiny shiny bad times behind me