Dat’s Di, NewsRevue Lyric, Almost Certainly Unused, 8 August 1995

I’m not over impressed with this one. I wrote a few good Princess Di songs. This wasn’t one of them. I’m pretty sure this wasn’t used and the couple of half-decent ideas in here got reused elsewhere I’m sure.

One for the completist.

DAT’S DI
(To the Tune of “Habanera” from Carmen, or “Dat’s Love” from Carmen Jones)

INTRO

I can’t pick any man, even if he fancies me,
It can’t go that way, I am Princess Di,
So I have to cheat and lie.

VERSE 1

Love’s evaded my high class life,
Guess some would say I’ve been out of luck;
How would you like to be the wife,
Of a dull blatherer like my man Chuck?
One man gives me his diamond stud,
And I just pester him with mobile calls;
Next man likes rolling in the mud,
I like to fumble with his rugby balls.

CHORUS 1

Love’s evaded her high class life, {DI: that’s right}
Guess some would say she’s been out of luck {DI: that’s right}
But even while she was still Charles’s wife {DI: that’s right}
The bitch was partial to a casual fuck {DI: that’s lies}

VERSE 2

My love life is my own affair,
And my affairs are legion in this land;
So if I want some rugby player,
I think his wife should really understand.

CHORUS 2

CHORUS: Will Carling’s wife!
DI: Should get one too,
And if she hasn’t then she must be dumb,
CHORUS: Will Carling’s wife!
DI: Must get some new balls,
In this instance I have won the scrum.
Ole.
[Makes flamboyant gesture to one of the chorus. One of the others might comment “I bet she drinks Carling Black Label”]

This Carmen Jones number is a good one, though, you might enjoy the vid:

 

Three Steps To Records, NewsRevue Lyric, 8 August 1995

Celebrating a Brit, Jonathan Edwards, winning gold in the triple jump…or something. (I added an E to Edwards name back then, much like my extra E for Tony Blair).

THREE STEPS TO RECORDS
(To the Tune of “Three Steps to Heaven”)

[You’ll have to supply all the do wap waps yourselves, I’m afraid]

VERSE 1

Now there are three steps to records,
Jonathan Edwardes has seen;
Cos sport is not much fun,
Unless you’re number one,
Just follow steps one two and three.

CHORUS

Firstly, you choose a sport unlikely,
Three legged race or egg and spoon,
Don’t be put off if it’s unsightly;
Cos then you might win the world soon.

VERSE 2

Now there’s only three steps to stardom,
If you trust the hype that they pump,
You’d think this sport we’ve won,
Was the highest, fastest one,
Instead of the hop skip and jump.

CHORUS 2

Step one you hop and hold your vitals,
Step two you skip like you are bent;
Step three you jump for the world title,
But only Britain has watched the event.

Here is Eddie Cochran singing Three Steps To Heaven – if you load YouTube fully you can read the lyrics in the first comment:

NewsRevue Tonight, NewsRevue Lyric, 26 July 1995

By gosh this one ran and ran. I updated the lyric later in the year for the Xmas Special (see below the YouTube) and casts themselves tweaked the lyrics as they went along, of course.

Here’s a link to  three more subsequent versions.

Perennially useable with just a few tweaks…

NEWS REVUE TONIGHT
(To the Tune of “Comedy Tonight”)
VERSE 1

MAJOR: Someone familiar,
PAISLEY: Someone peculiar,
GIRLS: Wierdos from everywhere at News Revue tonight;
BLOKES: Lee Clegg’s appealing,
GIRLS: Aitken’s appalling,
ALL: No pardons anywhere at News Review tonight.

MIDDLE EIGHT 1

GIRLS: Nothing that brings share options down,
BLOKES: Bring on Ken Clarke in place of the clowns
GIRLS: Old exploitations,
BLOKES: New corporations,
ALL: Something to make the boss contrite;

CLIMAX 1

ALL: Barbican tomorrow,
News Revue tonight.

VERSE 2

GIRLS: Naff social diaries,
BLOKES: The Scott enquiry,
ALL: Sleaze factor everywhere at News Revue tonight;
BLOKES: Serbs’ revolution,
GIRLS: Scots’ devolution,
ALL: Side splitting everywhere at News Revue tonight.

MIDDLE EIGHT 2

GIRLS: Nothing with French nuclear tests,
BLOKES: Show us Paul Gascoigne’s Liz Hurly breasts.
GIRLS: News that reflects life,
BLOKES: Bill Clinton’s sex life,
ALL: Satire that puts the world to right;

CLIMAX 2

ALL: Maida Vale tomorrow,
News Revue, News Revue, News Revue, News Revue, News Revue..Tonight!!

Below is a YouTube of Comedy Tonight – or a link to lyrics here:

 

Below is my Xmas Special lyric, dated 30 November 1995:

NEWS REVUE TONIGHT – XMAS SPECIAL VERSION
(To the Tune of “Comedy Tonight”)
VERSE 1

MAJOR: Someone familiar,
PAISLEY: Someone peculiar,
GIRLS: Wierdos from everywhere at News Revue tonight;
BLOKES: Tax cuts appealing,
GIRLS: Budget’s appaulling,
ALL: Christmas is coming here at News Review tonight.

MIDDLE EIGHT 1

GIRLS: Nothing that brings share options down,
BLOKES: Bring on Ken Clarke in place of the clowns
GIRLS: Old exploitations,
BLOKES: New corporations,
ALL: Something to make the boss contrite;

CLIMAX 1

ALL: Barbican tomorrow,
News Revue tonight.

VERSE 2

GIRLS: Di’s social diaries,
BLOKES: The Scott enquiry,
ALL: Sleaze factor everywhere at News Revue tonight;
BLOKES: Serbs’ revolution,
GIRLS: Scots’ devolution,
ALL: Side splitting everywhere at News Revue tonight.

MIDDLE EIGHT 2

GIRLS: Nothing with French nuclear tests,
BLOKES: Show us exploding silicon breasts.
GIRLS: News that reflects life,
BLOKES: Bill Clinton’s sex life,
ALL: Satire that puts the world to right;

CLIMAX 2

ALL: Cold turkey tomorrow,
News Revue, News Revue, News Revue, News Revue, News Revue..Tonight!!

I’m Not In Power, NewsRevue Lyric Unused, 16 July 1995

Too subtle, not really subtle, not funny enough…

…the suggestion that Michael Hestletine was bossing John Major…

…not sure.

I’M NOT IN POWER
(To the Tune of “I’m Not in Love”)

HEZZA: OK girls, lets get this enormous office set up and looking authoritative.

GIRLS: Yes sir, Mr Hestletine sir.

HEZZA: We’ll have the massive leather swivel chair over there, so the twenty foot by twelve foot portrait of my good self is right behind me, hold this a minute John.

MAJOR: Just a minute, Michael, who is the Prime Minister around here, you or me?

HEZZA: You are John, of course you are. We made a deal, remember. Girls, help me explain it to him.

VERSE 1

I’m not in power, and can’t forget it (pa da da da),
It’s just a silly phase Britain’s going through (pa da da pa da da pa da da)
And just because, It’s twice your size (pa da da da) {JOHN: The office, he means},
Don’t get me wrong, don’t think you’re on your way (pa da da pa da da pa da da)
I’m not in power, no no, you’re in charge.

VERSE 2

JOHN: I’m still the leader, but then again (pa da da da),
That doesn’t mean that I feel in control (pa da da pa da da pa da da)
HEZZA: Avoid the papers, don’t be afraid (pa da da da),
Don’t tell the press about the deal we’ve made (pa da da pa da da pa da da)
I’m not in charge, no no, so we’ve said.

MIDDLE EIGHT

JOHN: Ooohhh you’ll wait a long time to lead, ooohh you’ll wait a long time.
HEZZA: I can wait a long time to lead, I could wait a long time (winks at audience).

VERSE 3

HEZZA: I’ve put my portrait up on the wall (pa da da da)
It hides a messy picture hanging there (pa da da pa da da pa da da)
{JOHN: That’s my portrait you’ve covered up}
HEZZA: But don’t you ask me to take it down (pa da da da),
I know you know it doesn’t have significance (pa da da pa da da pa da da)
I’m not in charge {JOHN: You’re sure now?}
I’m not in power {JOHN: Oh, that’s alright then}
Why don’t you run along now, John? Have a few weeks off. I can run the shop without you for a while. Relax a bit, learn how to enjoy leisure time. You’ll have to get used to it sooner or later. (Pushes John offstage – blackout).

Here’s what I’m Not In Love by 10CC sounds and looks like:

I Can Sing A Rainbow Warrior, NewsRevue Lyric, 16 July 1995

The French did something outrageous to one of the Greenpeace Rainbow Warrior boats that summer, near New Zealand.

This lyric was my response. I think it was used in NewsRevue a few times.

I CAN SING A RAINBOW WARRIOR
(To the Tune of “I Can Sing A Rainbow”)
INTRO 1

TEACHER (ideally with a Kiwi accent) : Gather round children and I’ll teach you a little song:

CHORUS 1 – TEACHER

Red,
And yellow,
And pink,
And green;
Orange,
And purple,
And blue;
I can sing a rainbow,
Sing a rainbow,
Sing a rainbow too.
INTRO 2

TEACHER: Now Pierre and Jean-Claude, you try it.
CHORUS 2 – FRENCH BRATS

Raids,
And carnage,
And blood,
And guts;
Tear gas,
Commandos,
And guns;
We can seize a rainbow,
Seize a rainbow,
Rainbow Warrior Two.
OUTRO

TEACHER: These French are just so charming and cultured.

Try out this YouTube – the lyrics are in the text area underneath if you click through to see more of it:

 

Paula & Daryl Letter, NewsRevue Submission, 16 July 1995

Paula will be Paula Tappenden of course, but can I for the life of me remember Daryl’s surname? I have a mental picture of him, but no surname. I’m hoping that John Random spots this one and puts me right.

Update: John Random has given me the Boot – i.e. reminded me (on The Shit Of Araby lyric as it happens) that Daryl was, of course, named Daryl Boot. An excellent performer as well as director.

Usual blah blah about the neat table becoming a list because Amipro tables won’t convert.

Paula & Daryl
News Revue

LIST OF SONGS SUBMITTED AND TAPE TRACK LISTING
AUGUST – SEPTEMBER 1995 RUN

Dear Paula & Daryl

Great to have you both back!! This starter pack consists some songs currently in the show, some previously unperformed ones and revamps of one or two which have come back into fashion as it were. If you want me to work on a rewrite of an old chestnut of mine that you might have uncovered in the archive, just let me know.

Call me and let me know if you are short of any subjects or styles and I shall try to oblige. Also, if any of these need a bit of rewrite then I am happy to change them on request.

Good luck and I look forward to seeing you both soon.

Song Title / Original Title/ Artist on Tape

Aprox. No. of weeks performed 7+ 4-6 1-3 New

side 1

i’m not in power / i’m not in love / 10cc – New

i can sing a rainbow warrior / NO RECORDING – SORRY – New

jimmy knapp / jimmy mack/martha & the vandellas – 1-3

sealed syphilis / sealed with a kiss/brian hyland – New

vanessa mae / enola gay / omd – 4-6

jumping mick jagger / jumping jack flash / rolling stones – 4-6

crap tarantino man / son of a preacher man / dusty springfield – New

the shit of araby / the sheikh of araby / spike jones – New

posy band / perfect day / lou reed – New

Letter To Maggie, NewsRevue, 14 July 1995

I assume this was Maggie Danylewycz, who directed several times. Usual apologies for the shoddy looking list where the neat and tidy Amipro table used to be, but the facts about the submissions are all there to be seen. I think Maggie used a few of mine that year in Edinburgh.

No idea what her pricing problems were. Someone might know and chime in one day.

LIST OF SONGS SUBMITTED AND TAPE TRACK LISTING
EDINBURGH 1995 RUN

Dear Maggie

This starter pack consists mainly of songs which have been in the show and have a good chance of still being topical or becoming topical again for Edinburgh (e.g. VE Day stuff becomes VJ Day stuff). There are also one or two unperformed ones. If you want me to work on a rewrite of an old chestnut of mine that you might have uncovered in the archive, just let me know. I’ll send you brand new ones as I write them.

Call me and let me know if you are short of any subjects or styles and I shall try to oblige. Also, if any of these need a bit of rewrite then I am happy to change them on request.

I hope you have resolved your pricing problems; do let me know what you finally resolved. I look forward to seeing you soon.

Song Title/Original Title/Artist on Tape

Aprox. No. of weeks performed 7+ 4-6 1-3 New

side 1

i’ll never find another job/i’ll never find another you/seekers 7+

newt gingrich/moon river / danny williams New

privatise/bright eyes/art garfunkle 7+

oj’s girl/bobby’s girl/marcie blaine 7+

have i the right? / have i the right? / honeycombs 4-6

bye bye barings / bye bye baby / bay city rollers 4-6

crap tarrantino man/son of a preacher man/dusty springfield New

the shit of araby/the sheik of araby/spike jones New

posy band perfect day/lou reed New

lilley the prick lilley the pink/scaffold New

side 2

ve day medley x 2 many ghastly ww2 songs sung badly by soldiers 4-6
vanessa mae / enola gay / omd 4-6
jumping mick jagger / jumping jack flash / rolling stones 4-6

Fax To Ben Murphy Including Jumping Mick Jagger Lyric, 10 July 1995

Crumbs – Ben Murphy got a fax machine – I forgot all about this.

And indeed the Jagger lyric – I wonder whether Ben ever used it? I rather like it – and it is as topical today as it was in 1995 – perhaps even has improved with age.

 

Ben Murphy                     10 July 1995

(Wells address redacted)

Dear Ben

WELCOME TO THE 19th CENTURY

Yes, I mean 19th century: Empire, Queen Victoria, Elgar, rickets, starvation and antique second hand fax machines. I attach that Jagger song; I never got round to sending it snail mail but here it is faxwise. The paragraph below is the submission I have made through the Internet as sleeve notes for “Better Face” and “The Ultimate Love Song” which are appearing on a US student’s promo tape. No fee, but no charge to us either and he will be punting it to radio stations plus the nerd fraternity so who knows!!!

“Ben Murphy is an outstanding Irish comedy musician. Although he
lives and works mainly in Great Britain’s West Country (Somerset,
Devon, Cornwall), I first encountered Ben at a risky venue in
South-East London named “Up The Creek”. When acts die at Up The
Creek, the performers have actualy risked life and limb. Needless to
say, Ben not only survived but succeeded and a fine collaboration
was born. That was about three years ago. Since that time Ben has
produced three albums, “Cover of the Rolling Stone”, “I Want To Be
What I Was” and “Surfin’ In The UK”, all of which are laiden with
my material, some of Ben’s own work plus the work of many others.
This tape contains two products of our collaboration which have
been well received here in the UK, so we hope you like them. Ben is
a technophobe, but I am a gadget and net nut, so you can contact us
by telephone (44-171-243-0725), fax (44-171-229-2967), or e-mail
(zyenilh@zyenharri.win-uk.net). Enjoy.
Ian Harris”

If you want to change it, let me know and I’ll re-e-mail the guy. OK? Cool. (I’ve got to stop using these damned gadgets – the English goes to pot!!)

Cheers.
Ian Harris (Z/Ian)
Enc.

 

JUMPING MICK JAGGER
(To the Tune of “Jumping Jack Flash”)

(Much opportunity for posturing & prancing in a zimmer frame environment)

VERSE 1 – MICK

I was born in a cross-fire hurricane,
Now I’m bald and I use a zimmer frame.

CHORUS 1 – ALL THE STONES

Cos we’re all old now,
We’re well past our best,
Yes we’re all old,
And jumping Mick Jaggers days have past-past-past.

VERSE 2 – MICK

I was born back in 1943,
I still tour, but my nurse travels round with me.

CHORUS 2 – THE STONES

Cos we’re all worn out,
We’re old as the hills,
Yes we’re old now,
And jumping Mick Jagger pops Sanatogen pills.

VERSE 3 – MICK

Been around, had my pick of the chicks with ease (yeh yeh yeh),
Scores abound, with those bimbos on my knees (yeh yeh yeh),
Can’t recall all their names when ‘ere I please (no no no),
Can’t recall….must have Altzheimers disease (yeh yeh yeh)

CHORUS 3 – THE STONES

Cos we’re all old now,
We’re ancient as hell,
Yes we’re all old,
And jumping Mick Jagger doesn’t look very well.

OUTRO

Jumping Mick Jagger, staggers off, Jumping Mick Jagger, staggers off
(they all stagger off)

 

For those who want/need the sound and lyric of Jumping Jack Flash to enhance their enjoyment – here it is:

 

The Redwood Challenge, NewsRevue Lyric, 27 June 1995

Another Tory rebel lyric, this time about John Redwood. I really like this one, but I’m not sure it was used much, if at all. Hard to perform.

I have subsequently met John Redwood. While I would sometimes change my opinion on a person (e.g. the extent of their humourlessness) after meeting them, in this case I wouldn’t change a single word.

THE REDWOOD CHALLENGE
(To the Tune of “Whip Crack Away” with optional ejaculations by Mr Redwood)
VERSE 1

Oh the Redwood challenge’s comin’ on over the place,
He’s a right wing humourless Tory from outer space;
Don’t take a poke – he won’t get the joke
(REDWOOD: What joke?),
Whip John away, whip John away, whip John away.

VERSE 2

John Redwood’s tough on Europe and tough on crime,
Attilla The Hun with buckets of right wing slime;
Cane folk who mug – and seize cocaine drugs,
Whip crack away, whip crack away, whip crack away.
(REDWOOD: Is that meant to be funny?)

MIDDLE EIGHT

His challenge will be fought, I’d have thought,
For his right wing think tank;
And when at home alone he likes a quick wank.
(REDWOOD: Are you coves lampooning me?)

VERSE 3

John Redwood’s policies sound like a heap of shit,
Not takin’ the piss cos the bastard’s a humourless git;
(REDWOOD: Ha. That’s a joke. I think.)
Birch marks go septic – with this Eurosceptic,
Whip John again, whip John again, whip John again.

(REDWOOD: Could you repeat the line about cocaine please, I think I got the joke)

Seize more cocaine – that bad pun again,
Whip crack away, whip crack away, whip crack away.

(REDWOOD: No, I still don’t get it)

Whip John away!!!!! (Chorus drags Redwood off)

Here is a YouTube of Doris Day singing The Deadwood Stage, with the lyrics in the text area below the vid:

Hazy Crazy Mangosuthu Buthelezi, NewsRevue Lyric, 20 June 1995

I’m not sure whether this was ever performed, but I am sure that I credited Barry Grossman for his part in it. In those days, we writers would meet most weeks and occasionally divvy up ideas.

Zulu leader, Mangosuthu Buthelezi, was on an independence drive that summer…or, as the South Africans call months like June…winter.

Barry came up with the idea of “Roll Out Those Hazy Crazy Mangosuthu Buthelezi Days…” but insisted that I use it, perhaps lacking confidence with lyric writing himself at that time or perhaps just busy that week, which was sometimes my reason for offering an idea to others.

That idea and my first pass at this was in the summer (or, as the South Africans like to call the month of August…winter) of 1993. The following, longer version was a remix.

I’m not sure if either version of the lyric was used. Still, I rather like the end result.

ROLL OUT THOSE HAZY CRAZY MANGOSUTHU BUTHELEZI BATTLES – SUMMER 1995 REMIX
(To the Tune of “Roll Out Those Hazy Crazy Lazy Days of Summer”)

CHORUS 1

Roll out those hazy crazy Buthelezi battles,
Those wars of Zulus, Incartha and fear;
Roll out that hazy crazy Buthelezi Natal,
Natal may be independent next year.

VERSE 1

He has a mad on against President Mandela,
Thinks that he’s sweller,
And more fit;
But when the votes were counted up by local tellers,
Not all Kwazulu wants to be led by that shit.

CHORUS 2

Roll out that hazy crazy Buthelezi bummer,
Winnie Mandela looks calm when compared;
That Buthelezi goes half crazy every summer,
Displays his weapon and can’t be impaired.

VERSE 2

He hates that ANC man Cyril Ramaphosa,
Say’s he’s a poser,
And a jerk;
And when he’s fighting in the townships like Tokoza,
He takes the F out of F.W. de Klerk.

CHORUS 3

Throw out that hazy crazy Buthelezi arsehole,
He’s making pacts with the Fascistic whites;
Just flush that shady Buthelezi down the plug hole,
And put an end to his quarrelsome fights;
Build understanding and more human rights.

Hear and see Nat King Cole sing Roll Out Those Hazy Crazy Days Of Summer: