Gaudy Dames, NewsRevue Lyric, 9 January 1998

Mediæval Bæbes was a bit of a thing back then. Janie and I were just starting to take a real interest in early music around that time. I bought their debut album, Salva Nos.

But there was something about this commercialised form of mediæval music that bothered me, so I gave The Bæbes the NewsRevue lyric treatment.

GAUDY DAMES
(To the Tune of “Gaudete”)

CHORUS 1

Gaudy dames, gaudy dames some sing soprano,
We are named Medieval Baebes, gaudy dames;
Gaudy dames, gaudy dames, some sing contralto,
Sensuous poses, low cut drapes, gaudy dames.

VERSE 1

We’re a bunch of choir girls who have shot to stardom;
We’re as pure and virginal as a Turkish harem.

CHORUS 2

Blowsy dames, blowsy dames, who sing in plain chant,
We’re like Spice Girls minus spice, blowsy dames;
Cows may say, cows may say that we’ve had implants,
Torture post-medieval ways, cows may say.

VERSE 2

All of us are Virgin girls signed to Branson’s kingdom;
Hope he makes his duff balloons elsewhere than his condoms.

CHORUS 3

Lousy pay, lousy pay now we are pop stars,
We’re still paid medieval rates, lousy pay;
God may say, God may say we sing like angels,
But its hell to hear us rant, God may say.

VERSE 3

We can all be photographed so we look like lovelies;
Tho’ without a special lens look like teletubbies.

OUTRO

Cow like shapes, cow like shapes, not that you’d notice,
Clever angled camera takes, cow like shapes;
Gawd the strain, gawd the strain stuck in this corset,
Thumb screws would seem like a break, gawd the strain.

Below is a version of Gaudete performed by the Choir of Clare College Cambridge:

Click here for lyrics to the carol Gaudete.

Submission To Andy Coleman Re NewsRevue, 29 November 1997

Andy Coleman
News Revue
29 November 1997

Dear Andy

Glad to learn that you are doing the Christmas show and that you have gathered a great sounding cast.

I attach 1997 material which, in my opinion, has “best of” potential. I have recordings of all of these, so if you need recordings just let me know and I’ll drop them in to the Canal. (The Cafe, of course, not the actual wet place).

If you want any updates or rewrites (the attached material or other stuff of mine which you like) let me know.

Good luck and I look forward to seeing you soon.

Ian Harris

Spin Talk Wizard, NewsRevue Lyric, 27 October 1997

I think Peter Mandelson was the main target of this lyric, although the connection between that 1997 Labour Government and spin doctoring more generally was fast becoming evident.

I don’t remember this lyric being used, but I was attending the show a lot less by then.

SPIN TALK WIZARD
(To the Tune of “Pinball Wizard”)

 

VERSE 1

Ever since I was a young man, I’ve addressed the Labour halls,
From Blackpool down to Brighton, I must have roused them all;
But I ain’t seen no-one like him, his tongue’s shaped like a fork;
That slime Peter Mandelson, sure plays a mean spin talk.

VERSE 2

Stands like a statue, he’s the heart of Blair’s machine,
Not one hair’s misplaced cos, he always wears Brylcream;
Spins with intuition, the Tories take a walk,
That geek Peter Mandelson, sure gives a mean spin talk.

CHORUS 1

He’s the Blair spin doctor,
There has to be a twist,
That Blair spin doctor,
Knows how to use his wrist.

MIDDLE EIGHT

How do you think he does it?
(Pure bullshit),
In Armani suits.

VERSE 3 – PETER MANDELSON HIMSELF

Even on their favourite subjects, Tories lose my twist,
My disciples lead me in, even ‘tho’ they don’t exist;
I’m a future Labour leader, anyone can see;
‘Tho’ that damned Trot Ken Livingstone, got on the NEC.

CHORUS 3

He’s the Blair spin doctor,
It has to be a joke;
Cos that Blair spin doctor is,
Such a twisted bloke.

MANDELSON: They mean that in the most positive way. BLACKOUT

The video below has The Who playing Pinball Wizard with the lyrics on the screen:

Submission To Jaspre Bark Re NewsRevue, 27 October 1997

Jaspre Bark
News Revue
27 September 1997
By Fax

Dear Jaspre

Sorry it has taken me a wee while to respond to your message, but I haven’t been around. I enclose one or two rewrites and some new/unused material.

If you want any other older ones rewritten let me know. Also, if you need recordings of any of these, please call and leave a message today – I could drop them crack of dawn tomorrow at the Canal if you need them.

Good luck and I look forward to seeing you soon.

Ian

The following songs are attached

Song Title
Original Title/
Artist Approx.. No. of weeks performed at Canal Cafe
7+ 4-6 1-3 New
gordon brown golden brown / stranglers N
spin talk wizard pinball wizard / who N
vulture in the wind candle in the wind / elton john N
smoke gets in your isles smoke gets in your eyes / bryan ferry 4-6
taliban carrie anne / hollies N
me and paula jones me and mrs jones / billy paul N
feng shui whip crack away N
ffion rave on / buddy holly 1-3
bruce grobbelar’s hat young, gifted and black / bob & marcia N
jack straw my name is jack / manfred mann N
hooray for bollywood hooray for hollywood N
monserrat monster mash / bruce “boris” pickett 1-3

I know the note itself is dated 27 September, but all the temporal evidence including the electronic evidence suggests that this really was written and delivered in late October.

Smoke Gets In Your Isles, NewsRevue Lyric, 29 September 1997

Terrible forest fires in South East Asia is not really a funny subject and slow numbers don’t usually work in NewsRevue, but somehow this one did work and I recall it went down very well in the show.

SMOKE GETS IN YOUR ISLES
(To the Tune of “Smoke Gets In Your Eyes”)

VERSE 1

They asked me if I knew,
Why Sumatra’s stewed;
I of course replied,
Once a forest’s died,
It cannot be deep fried. (oh no).

VERSE 2

In archipelagos,
Each must hold their nose;
Through the forest fires,
Indonesia riles,
Smoke gets in your isles.

MIDDLE EIGHT

Those Malays,
All want to go away,
As none of them can breath now;
In the main,
Don’t take Garuda planes,
Because they cannot fly now.

VERSE 3

Those clouds will drift and go,
To Northern Borneo;
Through the darkened sky,
How that smog will fly,
Smoke gets in Brunei.

VERSE 4

This smog will run amok,
Soon to reach Bangkok;
Thailand, you’ve surmised,
Punchline’s no surprise,
Smoke gets in your Thais.

Below is a video with The Platters singing Smoke Gets In Your Eyes, with the lyrics on the screen:

Monserrat, NewsRevue Lyric, 23 September 1997

I remember that this one was used and I remember that it amused several of the regular NewsRevue writers (as well as, hopefully, the audience). It’s an “aftermath of volcano eruption” story, basically.

MONSERRAT
(To the Tune of “Monster Mash”)

 

VERSE 1

I was walking down the street in a Leeward Isle,
When I saw a huge eruption in New Labour’s style;
Something hot was smouldering in southern ports,
Robin Cook was rowing with his muse, Claire Short.

CHORUS 1

She is a bat,
(Down in Monserrat);
In Monserrat,
(It’s a New Labour spat),
In Monserrat,
(Down in Monserrat)
In Monserrat
(It was in Monserrat)

VERSE 2

Ancient rocks descended on the Albert Hall,
Elton, Sting, Phil Collins, Ringo, George and Paul;
Many paid a hundred, others paid yet more,
Tho’ no-one left on Monserrat is faintly poor.

CHORUS 2

They passed the hat,
(Round for Monserrat);
For Monserrat,
(Now that the ground’s less flat);
Volcano’s shat,
(All over Monserrat),
It’s Monserrat,
(Oh Fuck Monserrat!!)

 

Below is a video of Bobby “Boris” Pickett singing The Monster Mash:

Click here for the lyrics to The Monster Mash.

Submission To Mark Brailsford Re NewsRevue, 23 September 1997

Mark Brailsford
News Revue
23 September 1997
By Fax

Dear Mark

Welcome back!! Sorry it has taken me so long to submit, but inspiration comes when it comes. I sent you my archive last time, which was not so long ago; I therefore attach only my latest songs.

If you want any older ones rewritten let me know. Also, if you need recordings of any of these, please call and leave a message today – I could drop them crack of dawn tomorrow if you need them.

Good luck and I look forward to seeing you soon.

Ian

The following songs are attached

Song Title
Original Title/
Artist Approx.. No. of weeks performed
7+ 4-6 1-3 New
bruce grobbelar’s hat young, gifted and black / bob & marcia N
monserrat monster mash / bruce “boris” pickett N

Bruce Grobbelaar’s Hat, NewsRevue Lyric, 23 September 1997

Let’s be honest about this – corruption in football and/or complex legal cases involving footballers is not really my sort of story. I didn’t even know how to spell Bruce Grobbelaar‘s name, nor which team(s) he played for, until I looked it all up just now (May 2019).

No, I must have been persuaded to write this lyric during a NewsRevue writers meeting, by concocting the opening line there and then. 

What little evidence I have suggests that this lyric was never used. The specific cases against Bruce Grobbelaar remain somewhat moot, apparently, while the general public opinion charge of dishonesty stuck.

BRUCE GROBBELAR’S HAT
(To the Tune of “Young, Gifted and Black”)

 

VERSE 1

Bruce Grobbelar’s hat,
Oh what a con pulled off by him;
Inside Bruce Grobbelar’s hat,
It’s filled with dung up to the rim;
If you’re digging real low,
There is one bet you should know;
Under Bruce Grobbelar’s hat,
Is a fat cat.

VERSE 2

Bruce Grobbelar’s hat,
That’s what they mean by a hat trick;
Talking Bruce Grobbelar’s hat,
It has more beaver than his chick;
When it’s hiding his bung,
There’s a stink like cows’ dung;
But in Bruce Grobbelar’s hat,
You’ve such a pratt’.

Below is Young Gifted And Black, performed by Bob & Marcia, with lyrics on the screen:

Vulture In The Wind, NewsRevue Lyric, 17 September 1997

Princess Diana’s untimely death was not good news for topical satire. My classic lyric, She Ain’t Heavy She’s Bulimic, which had run in the show for much of the preceding four years, died along with Di and Dodi.

It was nigh on impossible to write anything that even touched on the topic which could get into the show…the following lyric being no exception. I felt at the time that Elton John’s Diana version of Candle in the Wind was a bit of a cash in on the tragedy, but it was not an idea ripe for the show at that time. Reads interesting now, 20+ years later.

VULTURE IN THE WIND
(To the Tune of “Candle in the Wind”)

VERSE 1

Goodbye Elton John,
Tho’ you ought to be long gone,
Or even near forgotten, like Kajagoogoo or The Darts;
You crawled out of the woodwork,
You made your comeback just at the time,
That your career was flagging,
Like a eunuch’s poor spare part.

CHORUS 1

But it seems to me, you live your life,
Like a vulture in the wind;
Writing clichés at the death scene,
With Bernie Taupin;
Can’t escape your tinkled ivories across England’s verdant hills,
You sound like Richard Clayderman,
Or even Mrs Mills.

(Piano flourish and BLACKOUT)

Below is a video of Elton John singing Candle In The Wind with the lyrics on the screen.

Devolution, NewsRevue Quickie Lyric, 2 August 1997

Scottish devolution, eh? A bit like Euroscepticism; a gift that keeps on giving for satirists and a pain in the butt for politicians. 

I’m not sure if this quickie was ever used. 

DEVOLUTION QUICKIE
(To the Tune of “The Bonnie Bonnie banks of Loch Lomand”)

 

INTRO

And now, a referendum broadcast on behalf of the Scottish Nationalist Party.

CHORUS 1

You take the Welsh poll,
But we’ll take the Scots poll,
And get devolution before ye;
Then we in West Lothian,
Will never vote again,
For that bloody Tony Banks,
And Mo Mowlem.

 

Below is a nice video recording of The Bonnie Banks, with the lyrics on the screen: