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Songs that sum up 2020

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Sweetpea60 Sun 25-Oct-20 11:41:28

Just thinking of songs that sum up 2020. Think I'd start with Lukas Grahams Redemption Song. Absolutely spot on . Brilliant lyrics.

Naninka Thu 29-Oct-20 08:07:54

Losing my religion... REM

arosebyanyothername Tue 27-Oct-20 17:02:46

Some Day We’ll Be Together - Diana Ross

Aepgirl Tue 27-Oct-20 11:08:03

Things can only get better.

squirrel5 Tue 27-Oct-20 09:17:25

Just thought of another one ..All over the world by ELO

squirrel5 Tue 27-Oct-20 09:11:06

Everywhere......Fleetwood mac

Sarnia Tue 27-Oct-20 08:51:02

Chinese Torture by Queen.

MissAdventure Mon 26-Oct-20 22:59:49

grin
Very good!

LadyHonoriaDedlock Mon 26-Oct-20 22:57:00

Have we done Covid books or films?

Wuhan Flu Over The Cuckoo's Nest
Captain Corelli's Pangolin

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LadyHonoriaDedlock Mon 26-Oct-20 22:53:42

Whoops, should have known anything I thought of would already have been done.

How about

Stuck Inside Of Mobile With The Memphis Blues Again - Bob Dylan

LadyHonoriaDedlock Mon 26-Oct-20 22:49:10

Keep Your Distance - Richard Thompson

Penelope33 Mon 26-Oct-20 20:26:38

This one always cheers me up!
They're out of sorts in Sunderland
And terribly cross in Kent,
They're dull in Hull
And the Isle of Mull
Is seething with discontent,
They're nervous in Northumberland
And Devon is down the drain,
They're filled with wrath
On the firth of Forth
And sullen on Salisbury Plain,
In Dublin they're depressed, lads,
Maybe because they're Celts
For Drake is going West, lads,
And so is everyone else.
Hurray, hurray, hurray!
Misery's here to stay.
There are bad times just around the corner,
There are dark clouds hurtling through the sky
And it's no good whining
About a silver lining
For we know from experience that they won't roll by,
With a scowl and a frown
We'll keep our peckers down
And prepare for depression and doom and dread,
We're going to unpack our troubles from our old kit bag
And wait until we drop down dead.
From Portland Bill to Scarborough
They're querulous and subdued
And Shropshire lads
Have behaved like cads
From Berwick-on-Tweed to Bude,
They're mad at Market Harborough
And livid at Leigh-on-Sea,
In Tunbridge Wells
You can hear the yells
Of woe-begone bourgeoisie.
We all get bitched about, lads,
Whoever our vote elects,
We know we're up the spout, lads.
And that's what England expects.
Hurray, hurray, hurray!
Trouble is on the way.
There are bad times just around the corner,
The horizon's gloomy as can be,
There are black birds over
The grayish cliffs of Dover
And the rats are preparing to leave the BBC
We're an unhappy breed
And very bored indeed
When reminded of something that Nelson said.
While the press and the politicians nag nag nag
We'll wait until we drop down dead.
From Colwyn Bay to Kettering
They're sobbing themselves to sleep,
The shrieks and wails
In the Yorkshire dales
Have even depressed the sheep.
In rather vulgar lettering
A very disgruntled group
Have posted bills
On the Cotswold Hills
To prove that we're in the soup.
While begging Kipling's pardon
There's one thing we know for sure
If England is a garden
We ought to have more manure.
Hurray, hurray, hurray!
Suffering and dismay.
There are bad times just around the corner
And the outlook's absolutely vile,
There are Home Fires smoking
From Windermere to Woking
And we're not going to tighten our belts and smile, smile, smile,
At the sound of a shot
We'd just as soon as not
Take a hot water bottle and go to bed,
We're going to un-tense our muscles till they sag sag sag
And wait until we drop down dead.
There are bad times just around the corner,
We can all look forward to despair,
It's as clear as crystal
From Bridlington to Bristol
That we can't save democracy and we don't much care
If the Reds and the Pinks
Believe that England stinks
And that world revolution is bound to spread,
We'd better all learn the lyrics of the old 'Red Flag'
And wait until we drop down dead.
A likely story
Land of Hope and Glory,
Wait until we drop down dead.
[When Noel later used this number in his Las Vegas cabaret act, he adapted it to the American milieu, as he did with many of the topical numbers]
There Are Bad Times Just Around The Corner
[American Lyric]
They're nervous in Nigeria
And terribly cross in Crete,
In Bucharest
They are so depressed
They're frightened to cross the street,
They're sullen in Siberia
And timid in Turkestan,
They're sick with fright
In the Isle of Wight
And jittery in Japan,
The Irish groan and shout, lads,
Maybe because they're Celts,
They know they're up the spout, lads,
And so is everyone else.
Hurray, hurray, hurray!
Trouble is on the way.
There are bad times just around the corner,
There are dark clouds hurtling through the sky
And it's no use whining
About a silver lining
For we know from experience that they won't roll by,
With a scowl and a frown
We'll keep our spirits down
And prepare for depression and doom and dread,
We're going to unpack our troubles from our old kit bag
And wait until we drop down dead.
There are bad times just around the corner,
The horizon's gloomy as can be,
There are black birds over
They grayish cliffs of Dover
And the vultures are hovering round the Christmas tree
We're an unhappy breed
And ready to stampede
When we're asked to remember what Lincoln said,
We're going to un-tense our muscles till they sag sag sag
And wait until we drop down dead.
They're morbid in Mongolia
And querulous in Quebec,
There's not a man
In Baluchistan
Who isn't a nervous wreck,
In Maine the melancholia
Is deeper than tongue can tell,
In Monaco
All the croupiers know
They haven't a hope in Hell.
In far away Australia
Each wallaby's well aware
The world's a total failure
Without any time to spare.
Hurray, hurray, hurray!
Suffering and dismay.
There are bad times just around the corner,
We can all look forward to despair,
It's as clear as crystal
From Brooklyn Bridge to Bristol
That we can't save Democracy
And we don't much care.
At the sound of a shot
We'd just as soon as not
Take a hot-water bad and retire to bed
And while the press and the politicians nag nag nag
We'll wait until we drop down dead.
There are bad times just around the corner
And the outlook's absolutely vile,
You can take this from us
That when they Atom-bomb us
We are not going to tighten our belts and smile smile smile,
We are in such a mess
It couldn't matter less
If a world revolution is just ahead,
We'd better all learn the lyrics of the old 'Red Flag'
And wait until we drop down dead.
A likely story
Land of Hope and Glory,
Wait until we drop down dead.

Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Noel Coward / Noel Pierce Coward

lemongrove Mon 26-Oct-20 19:41:12

Hurt Feelings ( Flight Of The Conchords) ? all I seem to hear everywhere .....things are always somebody’s fault.

Casdon Mon 26-Oct-20 19:34:57

Has to be Viva la Vida - Coldplay

farview Mon 26-Oct-20 19:26:52

Message withdrawn at poster's request.

TerriBull Mon 26-Oct-20 19:22:59

Let's not spend the night together - Rolling Stones

Help! Beatles

dayvidg Mon 26-Oct-20 19:17:40

We took the wrong step years ago - Hawkwind

Patticake123 Mon 26-Oct-20 18:50:46

Thanks Nannymarg53 that’s saved me from waking up at around 3.0am with the answer!

Stephenmarra Mon 26-Oct-20 17:23:43

Unfortunately we've got the Covidiots that.......
You Gotta Fight for your Right (to party) Beastie Boys.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=eBShN8qT4lk

2 from Bob Marley
Don't Worry be Happy.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=L3HQMbQAWRc

Everything's Gonna be Alright
www.youtube.com/watch?v=wYCpWblDKok

sparklingsilver28 Mon 26-Oct-20 16:11:53

"I Remember You" - Frank Ifield.

Trixee Mon 26-Oct-20 15:52:20

Pearlsaminger
It was Monty Python sang ‘Always look on the bright side of life’ my DH has a musical birthday card with them singing it when it’s opened. I think it was for his 70th.

Gwenisgreat1 Mon 26-Oct-20 15:51:16

Thinking of the Government : - "I Can't get no satisfaction!!!!"

Trixee Mon 26-Oct-20 15:42:56

Monty python

AGAA4 Mon 26-Oct-20 15:35:34

Titanium - by Sia

lulusmf Mon 26-Oct-20 15:23:57

Under pressure Queen and David Bowie

galadrial Mon 26-Oct-20 15:10:48

For me it has to be:- Strange Days by the Doors and Behind the Mask by Eric Clapton.