Song Lyric Sunday

Good morning to everyone in the land of blog; I hope you’re having a great Sunday (or will have a great Sunday, depending where you are in the World). Another week has rolled around and it’s time again for Song Lyric Sunday, brought to us by the honourable Jim Adams. The theme for this week is ‘a song that features someone famous’; if something immediately springs to mind, why not play along? It’s a great way to discover new music and find new blogging friends. Here are some rules for you:

• Post the lyrics to the song of your choice, whether it fits the theme or not.
• Please try to include the songwriter(s) – it’s a good idea to give credit where credit is due.
• Make sure you also credit the singer/band and if you desire you can provide a link to where you found the lyrics.
• Link to the YouTube video, or pull it into your post so others can listen to the song.
• Ping back to this post will eventually work, as long as you are being patient, but you can also place your link in the comments if you don’t like to wait.
• Read at least one other person’s blog, so we can all share new and fantastic music and create amazing new blogging friends in the process.
• Feel free to suggest future prompts.
• Have fun and enjoy the music.

 

He’s walking where I’m afraid I don’t know
I see the firemen jumping from the windows
There’s panic and I hear somebody scream
(aaaah)

He picks up useless paper
And puts it in my pocket
I’m trying very hard to keep my fingers clean
I can’t remember tell me what’s his name

And all I wanted was a word or photograph to keep at home
And all I wanted was a word or photograph to keep

The sun is laughing its another broken morning
I see a shadow and call out to try and warn him

He didn’t seem to hear
Just turned away

The quiet fellow follows and points his fingers
Straight at you

He had to sacrifice his pride yes throw it all away

And all I wanted was a word or photograph to keep at home

And all I wanted was a word or photograph to keep

His days are numbered he walks round and round in circles
There is no place he can ever call his own
He seems to jump at the sound of the phone

Staring out the window there’s nothing he can now do
All he wanted was to remain sane
He can’t remember his own name

And all I wanted was a word or photograph to keep at home
And all I wanted was a word or photograph to keep
And all I wanted was a word or photograph
And all I wanted was a word or photograph to keep

And all I wanted was a word or photograph to keep at home
And all I wanted was a word or photograph to keep
And all I wanted was a word or photograph
And all I wanted was a word or photograph to keep

Songwriters: Cathal Smyth / Cathal Joseph Smyth / Christopher John Foreman / Daniel Woodgate / Daniel Mark Woodgate / Graham Mcpherson / Lee Jay Thompson / Mark William Bedford / Michael Barson

Michael Caine lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

As soon as I read the prompt this song popped into my mind. Back in the day, I was a huge Madness fan and loved song after song after song that they put out but I was always a bit ‘meh’ with this one. It didn’t have the energy that I associate with Madness’ early work nor the darkness that they seemed to draw on with their later music but it fits the brief so I thought I’d share it with you – I’d be interested to know what you think.

As an added bonus I decided to share my favourite Madness track – if this doesn’t get you bouncing around the living room, I don’t know what will!

 

 

Have a super Sunday everyone!

Lisa x