Naff Lyrics

[TerryBooth]

Polyhymnia, the muse of poetry, has frequently visited song writers with a cudgel rather than a kiss.

Frequently, the songwriters plunge into their soul, their deepest feelings, their desire to communication the essence of existence has turned into a bellyflop (well, that's bathos for yer).

I give you "Centaur Woman" from the East of Eden Album "Mercator Projected" - an album which still lurks somewhere in the dark recesses of my record collection.

Centaur woman she's got human form
But her face is like a unicorn
Centaur lady in reverse
Lovely body but a face like a horse
When she walks she trails her tail behind
When I kiss her she's a porcupine
When we eat I order steak flambée
But she's waiting for a bale of hay

Note, this is my memory and hearing of the lyrics, the lyrics sites out there appear to think there's a dish called steak Bombay (which there may well be, but I've never eaten it).

Enjoy!

 

[Slinger]

ELP - Jeremy Bender

Jeremy Bender was a man of leisure
Took his pleasure in the evening sun
Laid him down in a bed of roses
Finally decided to become a nun


Talked with his sister and spoke in a whisper
Threatened to fist her if she didn't come clean
Jumped on the mother, just like a brother
Asked one another if the other's a queen


Digging the sister, she was a mister
Shouldn't have kissed her but he couldn't say no
Wanted to leave her, couldn't believe her
So he picked up his suitcase and decided to go

 

[TerryBooth]

Yes, a fine example of a musical auteur who, in the search for complete originality, stepped boldly off the precipice of taste.

I particularly enjoyed the use of iambic pentameter-and-a-bit and quadrameter-and-a-bit in the first verse and the subtle use of limerick form in the latter two.

The sentiment oozes the youthful (i.e. prurient adolescent) zeitgeist of the times. Very Arnold Laynesque!

I have one question. Did he play a Fender?