This is a dedication for all the people out there who struggle through these hard, hard times
Now remember no matter how saggy things get there’s always someone out there fatter than you
Now c’mon sing it...
Saggy lumps to me you’re so beautiful
I wanna douse you like a waterfall
Saggy lumps to me you are everything
Come with me now you can be my queen of bling
Last night I looked up to the sky
I saw a comet passing, just like your love passing me by
I felt faint so I went off to bed
Now your heart still hold’s me captive and you still fuck with my head
Saggy lumps to me you’re so beautiful
I wanna douse you like a waterfall
Saggy lumps to me you are everything
Come with me now you can be my queen of bling
As I lay down on my side
I hug my pillow and wish you were still mine
You were always a notch above the rest
And as Tina Turner would say, you’re ‘simply the best’
Saggy lumps to me you’re so beautiful
I wanna douse you with my waterfall
Saggy lumps to me you’re everything, you’re everything yeah
Just come with me now you can be my queen of bling, yeah, yeah, yeah!
Two times... that’s what I’m talking about
So I drink myself to sleep to numb the wounds you gave me, you cut me deep
Now I was treated like a doormat, now I’d do anything for love, yeah - but I won’t chew fat
Saggy lumps to me you’re so beautiful
I wanna douse you like a waterfall
Saggy lumps to me you are everything, everything, every...
Come with me now you can be my queen of bling, yeah - take it round one more time
Saggy lumps to me you’re so beautiful, beautiful
I wanna douse you like a waterfall, uhh-uhh-uhh
Saggy lumps to me you’re everything, everything
Come with me now you can be my queen of bling, yeah, yeah yeah
Saggy lumps...
You’re so saggy...
Release notes:
All words by Tico Jnr. & Bri Jnr., all music by Bri Jnr., except
Lumps provided by Grotesque Lady
Bri Jnr. ponders:
We finally sussed what Meatloaf (rest in peace) wouldn't do for love and the answer is contained within this aching stunner of a tearjerker/wristjerker. The chord sequence in the chorus is without any doubt, exquisite and has never been bettered by anyone. At all. Ever.
I cannot take any credit for this ditty as it is Tico's baby, though I did title the song and come up with the chorus lyrics as well as the Meatloaf reference. The important bits basically.
I know what you're thinking- the Ivor Novello songwriting award should have gone to both of us but Tico truly deserved it on this occasion- it would not be charitable of me to accept all of the acclaim, all of the time.
Tico Jnr. thinking back says:
It was always a crowd pleaser, often prompting impromptu 20-30 minute versions on our hugely successful 2006 Sparks Will Fly tour. Space Brain historians over the decades have eluded to Earning Our ASBO not being released until the year after the tour, but if we would all like to re-call correctly a lot of the album was already 'out there'. Anyway, one digresses.
I really went to town with this one, fingering lead guitar and solos all over the shop. An absolute a behemouth. I am quite simply very much pleased Bri Jnr. was asleep during the final take in the studio, as his wimpering at the beauty of the tune would've made me even more angry than the adolescent 20-something I already was.
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