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Favourite Ian Dury song
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scooter1
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I remember playing the beginning to Plastow Patricia to all my mates when I was about 9 and guffawing. Ahhh innocent pleasures....
Man of Harveys
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What A Waste, Reasons To Be Cheerful and best of all, Mash It Up Harry - the lyrics to which still baffle me as to what the word "Wembley" refers to.
Tom Bombadil
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And he wants a bit of Wembley up his ‘you-know-what’
Actually no, no i don't
Apart fom the obvious - Hit Me, What A Waste ,Reasons to be Cheerful, Sex and Drugs, I love the intro to I wanna be straight but my favourite has to be Clever Bastards - genius.
Actually no, no i don't
Apart fom the obvious - Hit Me, What A Waste ,Reasons to be Cheerful, Sex and Drugs, I love the intro to I wanna be straight but my favourite has to be Clever Bastards - genius.
aftershavedave
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Man of Harveys said:
i'd hazard a guess at "wembley way" ie gay
Croydonbloke
Palace in Sussex
f*** Off Noddy
by Ian Dury & The Blockheads
album:
Winnie The Pooh is having a wank
“And what are you up to?” said Tommy the Tank
Peter the Rabbit is at it as well
And all the young pixies in Dingelydell
Singing: “f*** off Noddy, you stupid prat”
“f*** off Noddy in your rotten hat”
Sinbad the Sailor is drunk as a sack
Mary Contrary is flat on her back
Pinky and Perky are having a snog
Little Miss Muffet’s been sick as a dog
Singing: “f*** off Noddy, you little prick”
“f*** off Noddy, you get on my wick”
Happy and Dopey are smoking a joint
Sneezy’s flaked out, he can’t see the point
“f*** this for a lark” said Sweet Jack of Hearts
“Which one of you bastards has shit on my tarts?”
Singing: “f*** off Noddy you bloodless berk”
“f*** off Noddy, you’re just a jerk”
f*** off Noddy, you smelly turd
f*** off Noddy you’re so absurd
f*** off Noddy you stupid prat
f*** off Noddy in your rotten hat
f*** off Noddy you little wimp
f*** off Noddy you’re a piss brained shrimp
f*** off Noddy you stupid prat
f*** off Noddy in your rotten hat
by Ian Dury & The Blockheads
album:
Winnie The Pooh is having a wank
“And what are you up to?” said Tommy the Tank
Peter the Rabbit is at it as well
And all the young pixies in Dingelydell
Singing: “f*** off Noddy, you stupid prat”
“f*** off Noddy in your rotten hat”
Sinbad the Sailor is drunk as a sack
Mary Contrary is flat on her back
Pinky and Perky are having a snog
Little Miss Muffet’s been sick as a dog
Singing: “f*** off Noddy, you little prick”
“f*** off Noddy, you get on my wick”
Happy and Dopey are smoking a joint
Sneezy’s flaked out, he can’t see the point
“f*** this for a lark” said Sweet Jack of Hearts
“Which one of you bastards has shit on my tarts?”
Singing: “f*** off Noddy you bloodless berk”
“f*** off Noddy, you’re just a jerk”
f*** off Noddy, you smelly turd
f*** off Noddy you’re so absurd
f*** off Noddy you stupid prat
f*** off Noddy in your rotten hat
f*** off Noddy you little wimp
f*** off Noddy you’re a piss brained shrimp
f*** off Noddy you stupid prat
f*** off Noddy in your rotten hat
The Large One
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A great love song
I come awake
With a gift for womankind
You're still asleep
But the gift don't seem to mind
Rise on this occasion
Halfway up your back
Sliding down your body
Touching your behind
You look so self-possessed
I won't disturb your rest
It's lovely when you're sleeping
But wide awake is best
Wake up and make love with me
Wake up and make love
Wake up and make love with me
I don't want to make you
I'll let the fancy take you
And you'll wake up and make love
You come awake
In a horny morning mood
And have a proper wriggle
In the naughty naked nude
Roll against my body
Get me where you want me
What happens next is private
It's also very rude
I'll go and get the post
And make some tea and toast
You have a lover's sleep, love
It's me that needs it most
Wake up and make love with me
Wake up and make love
Wake up and make love with me
I don't want to make you
I'll let the fancy take you
And you'll wake up and make love
Wake up and make love with me
Wake up and make love
Wake up and make love with me
Wake up and make love
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
I come awake
With a gift for womankind
You're still asleep
But the gift don't seem to mind
Rise on this occasion
Halfway up your back
Sliding down your body
Touching your behind
You look so self-possessed
I won't disturb your rest
It's lovely when you're sleeping
But wide awake is best
Wake up and make love with me
Wake up and make love
Wake up and make love with me
I don't want to make you
I'll let the fancy take you
And you'll wake up and make love
You come awake
In a horny morning mood
And have a proper wriggle
In the naughty naked nude
Roll against my body
Get me where you want me
What happens next is private
It's also very rude
I'll go and get the post
And make some tea and toast
You have a lover's sleep, love
It's me that needs it most
Wake up and make love with me
Wake up and make love
Wake up and make love with me
I don't want to make you
I'll let the fancy take you
And you'll wake up and make love
Wake up and make love with me
Wake up and make love
Wake up and make love with me
Wake up and make love
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
Reading Posh
Sophisticated rhetorician
I remember buying 'New Boots and Panties' and rushing home to play it on me parent's music centre.
I have never moved so fast as when 'Plaistow Patricia' started up...
"Arseholes, bastards, f***ing ****s and pricks"
I have never moved so fast as when 'Plaistow Patricia' started up...
"Arseholes, bastards, f***ing ****s and pricks"
wake up and Make Love is probably although its hard to pcik really...
Who sang Toast?
Who sang Toast?
Yep - sorry thought it was Ian Dury...Paul Young it is!!
Morning all. I'd like to tell you about when I was a young boy. I must have been three or four months old at the time. I didn't really know what I wanted, and if I did, I wouldn't have been able to tell anybody, 'cos all I could do was gurgle. So I sat there in me highchair, thinking one day, looking at me tray and thinking what I'd give for a meal on there. So I started looking round to see what I could have. I was rubbing me eggy soldier in me head, trying to think, and then I looked in the corner and there's a little breadbin with its mouth open, just staring at me, like. And then I looked in and I saw bread.
I thought, oh yeah, I'll have toast,
A little piece of toast.
Well, then I started getting older,
I hated this, I hated that,
Expensive state was ludicrous
And cafés couldn't cater for the finer things in life:
The upper crust was not for me,
I could tell that.
So I'd go back home,
Switch the kitchen light on,
Put the grill on,
Slip a slice under
And have toast,
A little piece of toast.
'Cos there's so much to choose from.
There's brown bread, white bread,
All sorts of wholemeal bread;
It comes in funny packages
With writing on the side,
But it doesn't matter which one you have
'Cos when you cut the crusts off,
Have it with marmalade
Or butter, cheese, tomatoes, beans,
Banana
Or chocolate if you're strange,
It doesn't really matter.
Oh no, it all goes with toast,
Just toast.
I'm gonna think about it some...
That's toast, mmm yeah,
Just toast,
That's toast,
Just toast.
Well I go down the supermarket
With me basket in me hand,
I'm walking from one counter to another
Trying to find the bread stall,
But I can't find it anywhere
And then I bump into a mother
With a baby in a basket
And she says
'Oh look, you've started him off again,
I come down here for a little bit of peace and quiet
To get some bread to go home to make toast,
Just toast,
I like toast'
Yeah, but I don't half like toast.
OK, scrape that toast, boys.
That's toast,
Yeah, just toast.
[Spoken]
I can't think about it any more. I've got to go and have some, it's no good. Here listen, I'm getting a bit browned off standing here. Me too. Shall we go and have some toast? Good idea. Why not? OK. I've got the grill on. Got any brown bread? Yeah! Have you got wholemeal bread? Wheatmeal bread? All sorts of toast. Let's go... (They proceed to make toast, accompanied by various kitchen noises.)
Morning all. I'd like to tell you about when I was a young boy. I must have been three or four months old at the time. I didn't really know what I wanted, and if I did, I wouldn't have been able to tell anybody, 'cos all I could do was gurgle. So I sat there in me highchair, thinking one day, looking at me tray and thinking what I'd give for a meal on there. So I started looking round to see what I could have. I was rubbing me eggy soldier in me head, trying to think, and then I looked in the corner and there's a little breadbin with its mouth open, just staring at me, like. And then I looked in and I saw bread.
I thought, oh yeah, I'll have toast,
A little piece of toast.
Well, then I started getting older,
I hated this, I hated that,
Expensive state was ludicrous
And cafés couldn't cater for the finer things in life:
The upper crust was not for me,
I could tell that.
So I'd go back home,
Switch the kitchen light on,
Put the grill on,
Slip a slice under
And have toast,
A little piece of toast.
'Cos there's so much to choose from.
There's brown bread, white bread,
All sorts of wholemeal bread;
It comes in funny packages
With writing on the side,
But it doesn't matter which one you have
'Cos when you cut the crusts off,
Have it with marmalade
Or butter, cheese, tomatoes, beans,
Banana
Or chocolate if you're strange,
It doesn't really matter.
Oh no, it all goes with toast,
Just toast.
I'm gonna think about it some...
That's toast, mmm yeah,
Just toast,
That's toast,
Just toast.
Well I go down the supermarket
With me basket in me hand,
I'm walking from one counter to another
Trying to find the bread stall,
But I can't find it anywhere
And then I bump into a mother
With a baby in a basket
And she says
'Oh look, you've started him off again,
I come down here for a little bit of peace and quiet
To get some bread to go home to make toast,
Just toast,
I like toast'
Yeah, but I don't half like toast.
OK, scrape that toast, boys.
That's toast,
Yeah, just toast.
[Spoken]
I can't think about it any more. I've got to go and have some, it's no good. Here listen, I'm getting a bit browned off standing here. Me too. Shall we go and have some toast? Good idea. Why not? OK. I've got the grill on. Got any brown bread? Yeah! Have you got wholemeal bread? Wheatmeal bread? All sorts of toast. Let's go... (They proceed to make toast, accompanied by various kitchen noises.)
The Large One
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*Ahem*BHA links said:
Streetband, which happened to feature Paul Young.
The Large One said:
Fab song - in fact probably going to go around in my head all day now
aftershavedave
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The Large One said:
streetband was a vehicle for dury's mate chas jankel i believe.
oh and that song toast is shite!
afters said:
Oh well - I like it...Dennis and Lois
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Saw at Finsbury Park (Main act: Madness) Billericay Dicky was quality, but Uneasy Sunny Day Hotsy Totsy (or whatever) does it for me
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Saw Ian Drury with the Blockheads a few times (& Kilburn and the Highroads once) and they were they were one of the best live acts around.
I've always thought My Old Man is quite poignant
I also remember being told that the take of Relax that Trevor Horne released under Frankie goes to Hollywood was actually played by the Blockheads.
I've always thought My Old Man is quite poignant
I also remember being told that the take of Relax that Trevor Horne released under Frankie goes to Hollywood was actually played by the Blockheads.
Saw Ian Dury & The Blockheads at The Top Rank in the early 80's
Brilliant, brilliant band
Brilliant, brilliant band