My first choice is this song entitled "Mongoloid" by Devo, a 1970s punk band. I think the song first began to torture us in 1977. In the lyrics,
"Mongoloid, he was a mongoloid, happier than you and me".
Well even when I was just a sprog child punk rocker I worked out that there was more to this song than meets the eye. It has a special message you
see. It taught me a valuable lesson about happiness and staying under the radar. The secretive smile I walk around with is very much real. I have put
up a meek illusion to the world, but my reality is happier than any rich man or woman I know. If you ever see me smiling then you are clued up why.
The 2nd song is just about as simple as it gets. "Come on, come on, hurry up Harry, come one, we're going down the pub". That is from 1978 from the
punk band Sham 69. Now for a working class boy like me this has huge significance. The song is inane on one level yet utterly revealing about life as
a working class kid and the place of the pub in our parents' lives on another. To tell you the truth thank goodness it is over by and large. Alcohol
fuelled arguments and all manner of problems arose because of the drinkin'. It was torture to the working classes in more than one century.
"It's all for me grog, me jolly, jolly grog, it's all for me beer and tobacco" says the jolly ol' folk song. However, at one point in the
Industrial Revolution this was by and large the wages of those working class fellas.
There is a song called "So What" by Anti Nowhere League, but the lyrics would surely be a T&C violation of the gravest order. I would be hung, drawn
and quartered by the mods for posting it. It is actually a song David Cameron might appreciate, wink wink, or should I say oink oink!
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