correction to the previous post

Mr McMuffin appears to be masquerading as me in the previous post. I think he has chosen some good songs, but when I mentioned Classic by Adrian Gurvitz, he said that the lyrics have to mean something to you, not just make you laugh. It's quite difficult to choose only five and tempting to disregard the tacky, but here they are:

What She Said, The Smiths
She said I smoke 'cause I'm hoping for an early death and I need to cling to something
I always thought (stupidly) this was a good retort to anyone who tiresomely mentioned that I really should give up smoking because it's bad for me (shit, why did no one ever tell me before?). Now that I have pretty much stopped smoking, I promise I'll never say those words to anyone.

Good Year for The Roses, Elvis Costello
I can hardly bear the sight of lipstick on the cigarettes there in the ashtray lyin’ cold the way you left ’em, but at least your lips caressed them while you packed, or the lip-print on a half-filled cup of coffee that you poured and didn’t drink but at least you thought you wanted it, that’s so much more than I can say for me
...and we continue my apparent obsession with fags. I love these lines hugely, even though I'm sure Elvis was mocking us all when he wrote them.

Friday I'm in Love, The Cure
I don’t care if monday’s blue, tuesday’s grey and wednesday too, thursday I don’t care about you, it’s friday I’m in love
I'm finally grown up enough to confess that I love the happier, poppier side of The Cure and any song that has the days of the week in it always rocks me (even Craig David).

Wrecking Ball, Neil Young
Meet me at the wrecking ball, wrecking ball, (I'll) wear something pretty and white, and we'll go dancin' tonight
This brings tears to my eyes when Emmylou sings it. She makes it sound so tragic and something Rosasharn from the Grapes of Wrath might sing, when I think it's actually a fairly happy little ditty.

Wave of Mutilation, The Pixies
Cease to resist, giving my goodbye. Drive my car into the ocean, you'll think I'm dead, but I sail away on a wave of mutilation
This reminds me of Gypsy Tart as a young impressionable teenager who found these sort of lyrics irresistible. Even now when I hear There is a light and it never goes out I think of her and how romantic she found the song, even though she wasn't too impressed when her then boyfriend wrote a song called Cut your head off which she always thought was about her (he denied it). She played Leonard Cohen, Joy Division, The Cure and The Smiths incessantly and oddly I always found the misery strangely uplifting and just the thing to get me in the mood for going out.