This lyric about Gordon Brown certainly went the distance for many years in NewsRevue – periodically being revised. In fact, it has surprised me to find that the original version was as early as June 1993. But here it is:
GORDON BROWN
(To the Tune of “Golden Brown”)
VERSE 1
Gordon Brown, Labour’s first son,
Scottish brogue, like a Glasweigan;
Throughout the weeks, talks through his cheeks,
Speaker may drown, with Gordon Brown.
VERSE 2
Gordon Brown, shadow finance,
Hates Ken Clarke’s monetary stance;
Don’t reinflate, low interest rate,
Uniform pound, from Gordon Brown.
VERSE 3
Gordon Brown, thick wavy hair,
Don’t confuse, him with Tony Blair;
Fat cheeks and jowls, he always scowls,
‘cept when he frowns, that’s Gordon Brown.
(Optional fade out, as in original, “Never a clown, with Gordon Brown”)
Here is a link to Golden Brown by The Stranglers with the lyrics in the blurb underneath. Or if you don’t need the lyrics, you can just watch the vid embedded below:
Here are versions three and four of my lyric. Version two might well turn up some day.
Version three is from May 1997:
GORDON BROWN
(To the Tune of “Golden Brown”)VERSE 1
Gordon Brown, Labour’s first son,
Scottish brogue, like a Glasweigan;
Fat cheeks and jowls, he always scowls,
Weak jokes and frowns, that’s Gordon Brown.VERSE 2
Gordon Brown, thick wavy hair,
Best of pals with young Tony Blair;
Both live next door, both hate Jack Straw,
Two up two down, sums Gordon Brown.VERSE 3
Gordon Brown, new chancellor,
Bank of England plans are such a bore;
He’s dour and stiff, bit like John Smith,
But not underground, that’s Gordon Brown.
Then a revised version (4) 27 October 1997:
GORDON BROWN
(To the Tune of “Golden Brown”)VERSE 1
Gordon Brown, Labour’s first son,
Scottish brogue, like a Glasweigan;
Fat cheeks and jowls, he always scowls,
Weak jokes and frowns, that’s Gordon Brown.VERSE 2
Gordon Brown, thick wavy hair,
Best of pals with young Tony Blair;
Both live next door, both hate Jack Straw,
Two up two down, sums Gordon Brown.VERSE 3
Gordon Brown, new chancellor,
Bank of England plans are such a bore;
He’s dour and stiff, bit like John Smith,
But not underground, that’s Gordon Brown.VERSE 4
Gordon Brown, makes up his mind,
Over EMU, how’s he inclined?
Go in, stay out, sit back and pout,
There goes the pound, Oh shit! Gordon Brown.