01/06/2012 TOTP2

Greetings, pop pickers!

Mark Radcliffe here with more musical economy burgers sizzling on the barbecue of pop.

Fine Young Cannibals first and the guitarist dancing? Hmm.

Great film, One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest, wasn't it?

# Nobody knows

# The trouble you've been through

# Nobody cares

# The feeling is real

# Johnny, we're sorry

# Won't you come on home?

# We worry

# Won't you come on

# What is wrong in my life that I must get drunk every night?

# Johnny, we're sorry

# Use the phone

# To call your mum

# She's missing you badly

# Missing her son

# Who do you know?

# Where will you stay?

# Big city life is not what they say

# Johnny, we're sorry

# Won't you come on home?

# We worry

# Won't you come on?

# What is wrong in my life that I must get drunk every night?

# Johnny, we're sorry

# You'd better go home

# Everything's closed

# Can't find a room

# Money's all blown

# Nowhere to sleep

# Out in the cold

# Nothing to eat

# Nowhere to go

# Johnny, we're sorry

# Won't you come on home?

# We worry

# Won't you come on?

# What is wrong in my life that I must get drunk every night? #

Odd! The bass player and guitarist - wasn't Reeves and Mortimer, was it?

Great tunes from Beatles proteges Badfinger now.

Yes, all right on the drums, we've seen you! But you're not really a singer, are you?

If you were, you'd have a microphone.

# If you want it, here it is Come and get it

# Mmm, make your mind up fast

# If you want it any time I can give it

# But You'd better hurry cos it may not last

# Did I hear you say that there must be a catch?

# Will you walk away from a fool and his money?

# If you want it, here it is Come and get it

# But You'd better hurry cos it's going fast

# If you want it, here it is Come and get it

# Mmm, make your mind up fast

# If you want it any time I can give it

# But You'd better hurry cos it may not last

# Did I hear you say that there must be a catch?

# Will you walk away from a fool and his money?

# Sonny, if you want it, here it is

# Come and get it

# But You'd better hurry cos it's going fast

# You'd better hurry cos it's going fast

# Ooh, ooh, ooh

# Fool and his money

# Sonny, if you want it, here it is Come and get it

# But You'd better hurry cos it's going fast

# You'd better hurry cos it's going fast

# You'd better hurry cos it's going fast. #

OK, Bananarama now. Always a breath of fresh air.

Never seem to be taking it too seriously.

So what if Robert De Niro is waiting?

There'll be a bus along in a minute.

Let him wait! Who does he think he is?

# Hopes dashed to the floor like shattered teenage dreams

# Boys living next door are never what they seem

# Oooh!

# A walk in the park can become a bad dream

# People are staring and following me

# This is my only escape from it all

# Watching a film or a face on the wall

# Roberto De Niro's waiting

# Talking Italian

# Roberto De Niro's waiting

# Talking Italian

# Roberto De Niro's waiting

# Talking Italian

# Talking Italian

# Roberto De Niro's waiting

# I don't need a boy I've got a man of steel

# Don't come any closer I don't want to feel

# Oooh!

# You're breathing, you're touching but nothing's for free

# I never want this to happen to me

# Don't try to change me You're wasting your time

# Now I've got something much better in mind

# Roberto De Niro's waiting

# Talking Italian

# Roberto De Niro's waiting

# Talking Italian

# Roberto De Niro's waiting

# Talking Italian

# Talking Italian

# Roberto De Niro's waiting

# Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk

# Talking I-I-I, oooh!

# Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk

# Talking I-I-I

# A walk in the park can become a bad dream

# People are staring and following me

# This is my only escape from it all

# Watching a film or a face on the wall

# Robert De Niro's waiting

# Talking Italian

# Talking Italian

# Robert de Niro's waiting. #

OK, D:REAM now and that really is quantum physics TV boffin beefcake Brian Cox

with the hair and the dodgy chequered outfit on keyboards.

Be honest - you've gone off him a little bit now, haven't you?

# My simple heart will live and learn

# I took a chance

# At the price my sould would burn

# Inside my desire, yeah, yeah!

# I put the question down on my knees

# No pretty thoughts that would satisfy my needs

# I need hope

# Give me hope, yeah, yeah!

# So then I run from home in search of friendships

# That wouldn't last

# Cos they weren't right not like you

# U R the best thing I've ever had

# Kind of feeling I've been searching for at last

# U R the best thing Come see me through

# I never thought that any love could be so true

# True, ooh, ooh!

# I've found true love

I've found true love

# Oh-oh, yeah, yeah!

# Hey, hey I've found true love, yeah!

# And standing here they passed me by

# They were wasted

# Cold and empty deep inside

# Outwith hope

# Let me die here, yeah

# And you may ask where are they now?

# Just look around you

# Lift your head above the crowd

# I know now what I didn't know then, yeah

# Made me run from home in search of friendship

# That wouldn't last

# Cos they weren't right not like you

# U R the best thing I've ever had

# Kind of feeling I've been searching for at last

# U R the best thing

# See me through

# I never thought that any love could be so true

-# You're the best thing

-# So true, ooh, ooh!

# I've found true love

# You're the best thing. #

D:REAM - T-riffic. Well, A-verage anyway.

OK, and who says the safari suit can't look sexy, eh, girls?

The one in the back in need of a haircut doesn't appear to have a mic.

I wonder why. He must be the Bez of the band.

# Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

# Ooh, ooh, ooh, Ms Grace

# Satin and perfume and lace

# The minute I saw your face

# I knew that I loved you

# Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

# Hey, you, listen to me

# I got a lot of truth I got to tell you

# I just met a woman who turned me upside down

# Ahhh!

# Now the rivers turn in their beds

# Flowers bloom where she treads

# She turns an awful lot of heads

# When she comes to town

# Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

# Ms Grace, when you walk by

# You're the twinkle in my eye

# No need to wonder why

# I've fallen for you

# Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

# Ooh, ooh, ooh, Ms Grace

# Satin and perfume and lace

# The minute I saw your face

# I knew that I loved you

# Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

# Ba-ba ba-dum, ba-ba ba-dum

# Ba-ba ba-dum, ba-ba ba-dum

# Ba-ba ba-dum, ba-ba ba-dum

# Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

# Strangest thing of all you see

# That this should happen to me

# Lady Grace they say you think I'm fine

# Someday I'll make you mine, all mine

# Ooh, ooh, ooh, Ms Grace

# Satin and perfume and lace

# The minute I saw your face

# I knew that I loved you. #

Yes, a jolly bunch, The Tymes.

This lot, on the other hand, look a bit surly to me.

It's Elvis Costello working the New Wave mullet,

and look out for a young Jeremy Clarkson on the drums.

# Don't start me talking

# I could talk all night

# My mind goes sleepwalking

# While I'm putting the world to right

# Called careers information

# Have you got yourself an occupation?

# Oliver's Army is here to stay

# Oliver's Army are on their way

# And I would rather be anywhere else

# But here today

# There was a Checkpoint Charlie

# He didn't crack a smile

# But it's no laughing party

# When you've been on the murder mile

# Only takes one itchy trigger

# One more widow One less white nigger

# Oliver's Army is to stay

# Oliver's Army are on their way

# And I would rather be anywhere else

# But here today

# Hong Kong is up for grabs

# London is full of Arabs

# We could be in Palestine

# Overrun by the Chinese line

# With the boys from the Mersey and the Thames and the Tyne

# But there's no danger

# It's a professional career

# Though it could be arranged

# With just a word in Mr Churchill's ear

# If you're out of luck or out of work

# We could send you to Johannesburg

# Oliver's Army is here to stay

# Oliver's Army are on their way

# And I would rather be anywhere else

# But here today

# And I would rather be anywhere else

# But here today

# And I would rather be ... #

Ooh! Sweaty, make-up, powder.

A Cromwellian classic from Costello and co.

Right, here's Usher and friends, hopping about like mad things.

I'm not surprised -

they're performing on a giant ceramic cooker hob.

# I'm in the club with my homies

# Tryin' to get a little VI

# But keep it down on the low-key

# Cos you know how it is

# I saw Shorty She was checkin' up on me

# From the game she was spittin' in my ear

# You would think that she knew me

# So we decided to chill

# Conversation got heavy

# She had me feelin' like she's ready to blow

# Watch out!

# Watch out!

-# She was saying come get me

-Come get me

# So I got up and followed her to the floor

# She said, "Baby, let's go,"

# That's when I told her, I said

# Yeah, yeah, Shorty got down and she said, "Come and get me,"

# Come on now!

# Yeah, yeah, I got so caught up I forgot she told me

# Yeah, yeah, her and my girl used to be the best of homies

# Sing it with me, y'all

# Yeah, yeah, next thing I knew she was all up on me screaming

# Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

# Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

# Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

# She's all up in my head now

# Got me thinking that it might be a good idea to take her with me

# Cos she's ready to leave

# Well, let's go!

# But I gotta keep it real now

# Cos on a one-to-ten She's a certified 20

# And that just ain't me, hey!

# What I don't know if I take that chance

# Just where's it going to lead

# But what I do know is the way she dance makes Shorty all right with me

# The way she getting low

# I'm like, "Yeah, just work that out for me,"

# She asked for one more dance and I'm like, "Yeah,"

# How the heck am I supposed to leave?

# Bring the beat down!

# I said, "Yeah, yeah,"

# Shorty got down and she said come and get me

# Yeah, yeah, I got so caught up I forgot she told me

# Yeah, yeah, her and my girl used to be the best of homies

# Yeah, yeah, next thing I knew she was all up on me screamin'

# Everybody, c'mon, c'mon!

# Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

# Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

# Little louder!

# Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

# Yeah!

# Yeah!

# Come on!

# Yeah, yeah!

# Let's go!

# Yeah, yeah, Shorty got down and she said come and get me

# Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

# I got so caught up I forgot she told me

# Yeah, yeah, her and my girl used to be the best of homies

# Yeah, yeah, next thing I knew she was all up on me screamin'

# Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. #

Usher - all right, so he did a good job of helping everyone

find the seats at his mate's wedding. Big deal.

All right, shift, you lot, camera coming through.

The Associates now,

and you remember we mentioned One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest?

Well, that's Nurse Ratched on piano. Scary.

# I'll have a shower

# And then phone my brother up

# Within the hour

# I'll smash another cup

# Please don't stop saying that

# Or I'll start believing you

# If I start believing you

# I'll know that this party fears two

# And what if this party fears two?

# The alcohol loves you

# While turning you blue

# View it from here

# From closer to near

# Awake me!

# Don't turn around

# I won't have to look at you

# And what's not found

# Is all that I see in you

# My manners are failing me

# I'm left feeling ugly

# And you say it's wonderful

# To live with I never will

# So...what if this party fears two?

# The alcohol loves you

# While turning you blue

# View it from here

# From closer to near

# Awake me!

INSTRUMENTAL

# I'm standing still

# And you say I dress too well

# Still standing still

# I might, but it's hard to tell

# Even a slight remark

# Makes no sense and turns to shark

# Have I done something wrong?

# What's wrong's the wrong that's always around. #

The soaring vocals of the much-missed Billy Mackenzie.

This is Sub Sub, who morphed into the band Doves.

# Gimme the one Gimme the one

# Gimme the one thing I'm asking for

# You lie and you cheat and you fall on your feet

# You know I ain't going to take no more

# I wish you could see in your heart to tell me

# I wish you'd told me from the start

# And let it all out, get it all out Tell me what you want from me

# Whenever I try to communicate I see you looking for the door

# You find an excuse to be with your friends

# You know it don't want to stay at home

# Why can't you be good like a real lover would?

# And be faithful to me never deceiving?

# And let it all out, get it all out, pour it all out, yeah

# Oh, oh, oh, oh

# If there ain't no love then there ain't no use

# Gotta walk on by Gotta walk on through

# If there ain't no love then there ain't no use

# Gotta walk on by Gotta walk on through

# Ooh...

# Ah-yeah

# Ooh

# Ah-ooh

# Oh, oh, oh...

# If there ain't no love then there ain't no use

# Gotta walk on by Gotta walk on through

# Ain't nothing in the world that you can do

# If there ain't no love then there ain't no use

# If there ain't no love then there ain't no use

# Gotta walk on by Gotta walk on through

# Ain't nothing in the world that you can do

# If there 'aint no love then there ain't no use

# Ooh

# Ah-ooh

# Ooh, ah-ooh

# Ain't no love, ain't no use. #

A rave anthem from Sub Sub.

Now, who's this? Is it The Goodies? What was ZZ Top said?

"Every girl crazy about a sharp-dressed man."

Well, this puts that theory to the test and no mistake.

# I'll remember this

# Your sweet love is what I'll miss

# Well, I'll sing you this last song

# It won't take long and I'll be gone away from you

# I know it isn't fair and you don't think I really care

# But I really do

# Care for you

# There's a life I'd like to see

# And you know me I'll always be in love with you

# Well, you're calling my words lies

# But I think you realise

# That I really do

# Care for you

# I let you down and all your plans

# I know you're trying hard to understand

# Know you'd rather have me stay

# To be happier this way

# Well, I know what love demands

# And making plans isn't really me, you know

# Don't believe what I'll be hearing there will be another year

# Now I've got to go. #

And when you weren't playing the pedal steel,

you could use it to knit jumpers in no time.

Now, this looks for all the world like TV trickster Jeremy Beadle,

but it's not. It's Joe Fagin

and the ever-reliable Matching Tie And Blouson Combo.

# Working on the site from morning till night

-# That's living alright

-That's living alright

# Then a pint with the boys in a bar full of noise

-# That's living alright

-That's living alright

# Working all day for a pittance of pay

# Then blow it all on Saturday night

# And you kiss the dames but you don't ask their names

# That's living alright

# Working in the sun Drinking schnapps, having fun

-# That's living alright

-That's living alright

# Then a night in the town Spreading it around

-# That's living alright

-That's living alright

# Working all day for a packet of pay

# And send a little back to the wife

# Still you keep a little here just to keep you in beer

# That's living alright

# Yeah, you play the game then it's, "Auf Wiedersehen,"

# That's living alright

# Telling the lie with a glint in your eye

# Cos tomorrow you'll be back on the site

# And you kiss the dames but you don't ask their names

# That's living alright

# Yeah, you play the game Then it's, "Auf Wiedersehen,"

-# That's living alright

-That's living alright

-# That's living alright

-That's living alright

# And you kiss the dames but you don't ask their names

# That's living alright

# Working in the sun Drinking schnapps, having fun

-# That's living alright

-That's living alright

# Then a night in the town Spreadin' it around

-# That's living alright

-That's living alright

# Working all day for a packet of pay

# And send a little back to the wife

# Still you keep a little here just to keep you in beer

# That's living alright

# Yeah, you play the game Then it's, "Auf Wiedersehen,"

# That's living alright

# Telling the lie with a glint in your eye

# Cos tomorrow you'll be back on the site

# And you kiss the dames but you don't ask their names

# That's living alright... #

Right, and here are some children who tried to dress themselves

but they've got everything back to front.

Lads, how are you going to go for a wee in a hurry?

You've not thought this through, have you?

THEY RAP: Don't try to compare us to another bad little fad

I'm the Mac and I'm bad Give you something that you never had

I'll make ya bump, bump wiggle and shake your rump

Cos I'll be kicking the flavour that makes you wanna jump

How high? Real high, cos I'm just so fly

A young, lovable, huggable type of guy

And everything is to the back with a little slack

Cos inside-out is wiggity wiggity, wiggity wack

I come stompin' with somethin' pumpin' to keep you jumpin'

R & B, rappin', bull ... is what I'm dumpin'

Ain't nothin' sucker about Kris Kross - we all that

So when they ask, "Do they rock?" believe that

Jump, jump

-The Mac Dad will make you

-Jump, jump

-Daddy Mac will make you

-Jump, jump

-Kris Kross will make you

-Jump, jump

-Uh-huh, uh-huh

-Jump, jump

-The Mac Dad will make you

-Jump, jump

-Daddy Mac will make you

-Jump, jump

-Kris Kross will make you

-Jump, jump

-I like my stuff knockin'

-Knockin'

-I love it when a girl is like jockin'

-Jockin'

The D-A-double-D-Y M-A-C Yeah, you know me

I got you jumpin' and bumpin' and pumpin', movin' all around

In the mix I make you take a step back

They try to step to the Mac Then they got jacked

To the back you'll be flirtin' again Is that coincidental?

And like you know it Don't be claiming that it's mental

Two little kids with a flow you ain't ever heard

And none faking You can understand every word

As you listen to my cool, smooth melody

The Daddy makes you J-U-M-P

Jump, jump

-The Mac Dad will make you

-Jump, jump

-Daddy Mac will make you

-Jump, jump

-Kris Kross will make you

-Jump, jump

-Uh huh, uh-huh

-Jump, jump

-The Mac Dad will make you

-Jump, jump

-Daddy Mac will make you

-Jump, jump

-Kris Kross will make you

-Jump, jump

Now the formalities of this and that

Is that Kris Kross? Ain't comin' off wack

And for all y'all suckers that don't know

Check it out

Some of them try to rhyme but they can't rhyme like this

Some of them try to rhyme but they can't rhyme like this

Some of them try to rhyme but they can't rhyme like this

Some of them try to rhyme but they can't

Cos I'm the miggity, miggity miggity, miggity Mac Daddy

Miggity, miggity, miggity miggity Mac

Cos I'm the miggity, miggity miggity, miggity Mac Daddy

Miggity, miggity, miggity miggity Mac

-I make you wanna

-Jump, jump

-The Mac Dad will make you

-Jump, jump

-Daddy Mac will make you

-Jump, jump

-Kris Kross will make you

-Jump, jump

-Uh-huh, uh-huh

-Jump, jump

-The Mac Dad will make you

-Jump, jump

-Daddy Mac will make you

-Jump, jump

-Kris Kross will make you

-Jump, jump

-Uh-huh, uh-huh

-Jump, jump

-The Mac Dad will make you

-Jump, jump

-Daddy Mac will make you

-Jump, jump

-Kris Kross will make you

-Jump, jump

-Uh-huh, uh-huh

-Jump, jump

-The Mac Dad will make you

-Jump, jump

-Daddy Mac will make you

-Jump, jump

Kris Kross will make you...

Aw, bless 'em. I believe that children are our future,

but not that pair, thankfully.

And more sartorial elegance now,

as Limmie & Family Cookin' show what can be achieved

with some sparkly wool and a crochet hook.

# Did you ever see starlight come rushing from the sky?

# I'm heading for home in a certain someone's eyes

# Ah-huh-huh

# That's my baby I'm talkin' 'bout my baby

# And I love him

# He's a walking miracle

# Oooh

# He's a walking miracle

# Oooh

# Did you ever see sunshine come pouring out of space

# Just to be part of the smile on someone's face

# Uh-huh-huh

# That's my baby I'm talkin' 'bout my baby

# And I love him

# He's a walking miracle

# Oooh

# He's a walkin' miracle

# Oooh

# And you should see the cherries do the flips, oh, yeah

# When they're picked to be the taste on his lips, oh, yeah

# And I know how happy his clothes must be

# Cos that's how I feel when he's close to me

# Did you ever see lovin' that really rings a bell?

# Kooky and crazy just like Romeo himself

# Uh-huh-huh

# That's my baby I'm talkin' 'bout my baby

# And I love him

# He's a walkin' miracle

# Oooh

# He's a walkin' miracle

# Oooh

# And you should see the cherries do the flips, oh, yeah

# When they're picked to be the taste on his lips, oh, yeah

# And I know how happy his clothes must be

# Cos that's how I feel when he's close to me

# Did you ever see lovin' that really rings a bell?

# Kooky and crazy just like Romeo himself

# Uh-huh-huh

# That's my baby I'm talkin' 'bout my baby

# And I love him

# He's a walkin' miracle

# Oooh

# He's a walkin' miracle

# Oooh

# Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

# Oh, yeah

# Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

# Oh, my baby

# Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah...#

Limmie & Family Cookin'.

While we're on the subject of happy-go-lucky sparkly-pop trios,

erm.... Well, there are three of 'em.

They had to steam-clean Kurt's mic after this.

CROWD CLAP IN TIME

# Load up on drugs Kill your friends

# It's fun to lose and to pretend

# She's overjoyed, self-assured

# Oh, no, I know a dirty word

# Hello, hello, hello, how low?

# Hello, hello, hello, how low?

# Hello, hello, hello, how low?

# Hello, hello, hello

# With the lights out it's less dangerous

# Here we are now, entertain us

# I feel stupid and contagious

# Here we are now, entertain us

# A mulatto, an albino

# A mosquito, my libido

# Yeah

CROWD CLAPS IN TIME

# I'm worse at what I do best

# And for this gift I'm incest

# Our little tribe has always been

# And always will until the end

# Hello, hello, hello, how low?

# Hello, hello, hello, how low?

# Hello, hello, hello, how low?

# Hello, hello, hello

# With the lights out it's less dangerous

# Here we are now, entertain us

# I feel stupid and contagious

# Here we are now, entertain us

# A mulatto, an albino

# A mosquito, my libido

# Yeah

# Hey

# Hey... #

Stage invasion! Not taking it entirely seriously, were they?

Mind you, they were forced to perform in front of some oversized hip-replacements -

talking of which, It's Raining Men - except it's not, is it, girls?

It's raining bits of tin foil, so...dunno. Speed-dating?

-# Hi

-Hi

-# We're your weather girls

-Uh-huh

# And have we got news for you

# You'd better listen

# Get ready, all you lonely girls

# And leave those umbrellas at home

# All right

# Humidity is rising

# Mmm, it's rising

# Barometer's getting low

# Uh-oh

# According to all sources

# What sources now?

# The street's the place to go

# We'd better hurry up

# Cos tonight for the first time

# Just about half-past ten

# For the first time in history

# It's gonna start raining men

# It's raining men

# Hallelujah!

# It's raining men, amen!

# I'm gonna go out I'm gonna let myself get

# Absolutely soaking wet

# It's raining men, hallelujah!

# It's raining men, every specimen

# Tall, blonde, dark and lean

# Rough and tough and strong and mean

# God bless Mother Nature

# She's a single woman too

# She took off to heaven

# And she did what she had to do

# She taught every angel

# She rearranged the sky

# So that each and every woman

# Could find the perfect guy

# Oh, it's raining men, yeah

# Humidity is rising

# Humidity's rising, yeah

# Barometer's getting low

# It's getting low, low, low, low It's getting low

# According to all sources

-# According to all sources

-# According to all sources

# The street's the place to go

# Cos tonight for the first time

# Just about half-past ten

# For the first time in history

# It's gonna start raining men

# It's raining men, hallelujah!

# It's raining men, amen

# It's raining men, hallelujah!

# It's raining men, amen...#

That group got its name because they went out in all weathers

and in fact, those outfits were made out of Gore-Tex.

Something new now from the adorable Luisa Sobral. She's from Portugal.

And a nice video, which I made myself.

All those origami oriental birds I did in the Rupert annual

finally came in handy.

# I see a tree

# I see a house

# I see children playing

# Going inside and out

# I see sunflowers

# Everywhere

# And a big scarecrow

# With a hat on his head

# But I'm not there yet

# But some day I'll be

# And I'm not there yet

# We'll see

# Will you ask me

# To go inside?

# Will you hold me and dance?

# Will you lay down by my side?

# Be there for ever till we die?

# But you're not there yet

# But some day you'll be

# And you're not there yet

# But we'll see

# Will we have a Sunday picnic?

# Will the boys wear blue and the girls wear pink?

# Will we travel around the world?

# Will we make everybody watch our family slideshows?

# But we're not there yet

# But some day, some day we'll be

# And we're not there yet

# But we'll see

# And we're not there yet

# Maybe we'll never, never be

# And we're not there yet... #

OK, anniversary time now.

This got to number one in 1996 and well done, Lauryn Hill,

for continuing to sing while some bloke belches down the mic.

I mean, honestly, good manners cost nothing, do they?

# Killing me softly with his song

# Telling my whole life with his words

# Killing me softly

# With his song

-# Refugees up in here

-We in the house tonight

-# C'mon!

-Yeah, yeah!

-# Refugees up in here

-Throw your hands in the air like this

# If you're ready to party, c'mon!

-# Refugees up in here

-With the real hip-hop

# Trying to bring it on Top Of The Pops

-# One time, L!

-Top Of The Pops, Top Of The Pops

# I heard he sang a good song

# I heard he had a style

# And so I came to see him

# And listen for a while

# Yo, what did he do?

-# And there he was this young boy

-Just a little kid

# Stranger to my eyes

-# Strumming my pain with his fingers

-Put your hand like this

-# One time!

-One time!

# Singing my life with his words

-# Two times!

-Two times!

# Killing me softly with his song

# Killing me softly with his song

# Telling my whole life with his words

# Killing me softly

# With his song

# We on the Top Of The Pops! Keep it hardcore

# I felt all flushed with fever

# Embarrassed by the crowd

# Yeah, yeah, pow!

# I felt he found my letters

# And read each one out loud

# Ah, yeah!

# I prayed that he would finish

# But he just kept right on

-# Strumming my pain with his fingers

-One time!

-# Singing my life with his words

-Two times!

-# Killing me softly with his song

-C'mon!

-# Killing me softly with his song

-Yo!

-Aha!

# Telling my whole life with his words

# Killing me softly

# With his song

# Yo, L, throw the villain off the bridge

# Ohh oh-oh-oh-oh

# Oh-oh-ohh oh-oh-oh

# Ah-ah-ah-ah

-# La-la-la la-la-la

-We in the house! #

No wonder she went solo. Massively overmanned.

Here's Kajagoogoo with a range of haircuts inspired by a toilet brush.

# Time

# Time, time

# I'm short of breath Don't even try

# Try a little harder

# Something's wrong, you're not naive

# You must must be strong

# Ooh, baby, try

# Hey, girl, move a little closer

# You're too shy, shy

# Hush, hush, eye to eye

# Too shy, shy

# Hush, hush, eye to eye

# Too shy, shy

# Hush, hush, eye to eye

# Too shy, shy

# Hush, hush

# Modern medicine

# Falls short of your complaints

# Ooh, try a little harder

# You're moving in circles

# Won't you dilate?

# Ooh, baby try

# Hey, girl, move a little closer

# Cos you're too shy, shy

# Hush, hush, eye to eye

# Too shy, shy

# Hush, hush, eye to eye

# Too shy, shy

# Hush,hush, eye to eye

# Too shy, shy

# Hush, hush

# Do-do-do-do-do-do-do

# Do-do-do-do-do-do-do

# Do-do-do-do-do-do-do

# Do-do-do-do-do-do-do

# You're too shy, shy

# Hush, hush, eye to eye

# Too shy, shy

# Hush, hush, eye to eye

# Too shy, shy

# Hush, hush, eye to eye

# Too shy, shy

# Hush, hush

# Too shy, shy

# Hush, hush, eye to eye

# Too shy, shy... #

Limahl's hair looked fibreoptic there to me.

OK, a poigniant tale of rejection now from Jona Lewie.

Some of the finest brains in the Top Of The Pops think-tank

decided to set this in a kitchen. Genius!

# I'm no good at chatting up and I always get rebuffed

# Enough to drive a man to drink I don't do no washing-up

# I always leave the stuff piled up

# A-piled up in the sink

# But you will always find him in the kitchen at parties

# Me and my girlfriend we argued and she ran away from home

# She must have found somebody new and now I'm all alone

# Living in my own

# What am I supposed to do?

# That's why you'll always find him in kitchen at parties

# You will always find him in the kitchen at parties

# You will always find him in the kitchen at parties

# Then I met this debutante I said, "I like New Wave rock,"

# She was into French cuisine but I ain't no cordon bleu

# This was at some do in Palmers Green

# I had no luck with her

# You will still find him in kitchen at parties

# You will still find him in kitchen at parties

# At last I met a pretty girl She laughed and talked with me

# We both walked out of the kitchen and danced in a new way

# And now I've done my time in the kitchen at parties

# I've done my time in the kitchen at parties

# He's done his time in the kitchen at parties

# He's done his time in the kitchen at parties. #

So quite a happy ending, though I can see that dance wearing thin

pretty quickly, Jona, if I'm honest.

Bran Van 3000 now.

My favourite act named after a breakfast cereal delivery vehicle.

And some numbers.

# I woke up again this morning with the sun in my eyes

# When Mike came over with a script surprise

# A Mafioso story with a twist

# A To Wong Foo, Julie Newmar hitch

# "Get your ass out of bed," he said,

# "I'll explain it on the way,"

# But we did nothing Absolutely nothing that day

# And I'll say

# "What the hell am I doing drinking in LA at 26?"

# I got the fever for the flavour

# The payback will be later

# Still I need a fix

# And the girls on the bus kept on laughing at us

# As we rode on the 10 down to Venice again

# Blaring out the G-funk

# Sipping on juice and gin

# Just me and a friend

# Feeling kinda groovy Working on movie

# Yeah, right!

# But we did nothing

# Absolutely butkis that day

# And I'll say

# "What the hell am I doing drinking in LA at 26?"

-# With my mind on my money and my money on my...

-Beer Beer!

# I know that life is for the taking

# So I'd better wise up

# And take it quick

# Yeah, one more time at Trader Vic's

# Some men there wanted to hurt us

# And other men said we weren't worth the fuss

# You could see them all bitching by the bar

# About the fine line between the rich and the poor

# Then Mike turned to me and said

# "What do you think we got done, son?"

# We've have a conclusion

# And I guess that's something

# So I ask you

# "What the hell am I doing drinking in LA at 26?"

# I got the fever for the nectar

# The payback will be later

# Still I need a fix

# We need to fix you up

# Call me Monday and maybe we'll fix it all up

# LA, LA, L-LA, LA

# LA, LA, L-LA, LA

# LA, LA, L-LA

# So I ask you

# "What the hell am I doing drinking in LA at 26?"

-# These are mine, are mine!

-Mine first I reckon... #

OK. That's pretty much it.

Just time to see a bedraggled and bewildered Cyndi Lauper

being pelted with some balloons in a derelict greenhouse.

No wonder she runs away. I'm off too. Catch you later!

# I come home in the morning light

# My mother says, "When you gonna live your life right?"

# Oh, Mother dear, we're not the fortunate ones

# And girls they want to have fun

# Oh, girls just want to have fun

# The phone rings in the middle of the night

# My father yells, "What you gonna do with your life?"

# Oh, Daddy dear, you know you're still number one

# But girls they want to have fun

# Oh, girls just want to have

# That's all they really want

# Some fun

# When the working day is done

# Oh, girls, they want to have fun

# Oh, girls just want to have fun

# Wanna have fun, girls, wanna have

# Some boys take a beautiful girl

# And hide her away from the rest of the world

# I want to be the one to walk in the sun

# Oh, girls, they want to have fun

# Oh, girls just want to have

# That's all they really want

# Is some fun

# When the working day is done

# Girls, they want to have fun

# Oh, girls just want to have fun

# They want to have fun, girls

# Want to have

# They just wanna, they just wanna

# They just wanna, they just wanna

# Girls

# Girls just want to have fun

# They just wanna, they just wanna

# They just wanna, they just wanna

# They just wanna, they just wanna

# Girls!

# Girls just want to have fun

# When the working

# Oh, when the working day is done

# Oh, when the working day is done

# Oh, girls

# Girls just want to have fun

# Hoo! Hoo!

# They just wanna, they just wanna

# They just wanna, they just wanna... #

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