Wednesday, April 14, 2010

Song lyrics that ONLY could have been from the '80s

I happened to hear "Breakdance" on the radio the other day (boy, even the 1980s station was embarrassed to be playing that one) and almost drove off the road at the lyric: "Now poppin' and lockin' is a NEEEEEW way of talkin.'" Because man, could that lyric have only existed in the 1980s, or what?

I decided to make a list of song lyrics that could ONLY have worked in the 1980s, and maybe didn't even work then. Some I picked for content, some for style, some because everything about them was so Eighties that they just would not have worked in another decade.

Tomorrow: The 1970s! Your contributions are most welcome in the comments!

Song lyrics that could ONLY have been from the 1980s:

Duran Duran, "The Reflex"
"The reflex is an lonely child, he's waiting in the park / The reflex is in charge of finding treasure in the dark."

Irene Cara, "Breakdance"
"Now popping and locking is a new way of talking / Things will work out for sure spinning 'round on the floor /Breakdancing!"

Buckner & Garcia, "Pac-Man Fever"
"I got all the patterns down / Up until the ninth key / I got Speedy on my tail / And I know it's either him or me"

Billy Joel, "Allentown"
"So the graduations hang on the wall / But they never really helped us at all / No they never taught us what was real / Iron and coke / and chromium steel."

Sting, "Russians"
"Mr. Krushchev said we will bury you / I don't subscribe to this point of view / It would be such an ignorant thing to do / If the Russians love their children too."

Escape Club, "Wild Wild West"
"Mandy's in the backroom handing out Valium / Sheriff's on the airwaves talking to the D.J.'s / Forty-seven heartbeats beating like a drum / Got to live it up live it up / Ronnie's got a new gun."

Jackson Browne, "Lawyers in Love"
"Last night I watched the news from Washington, the capitol / The Russians escaped while we weren't watching them, like Russians will / Now we've got all this room, we've even got the moon / And I hear the U.S.S.R. will be open soon / As vacation land for lawyers in love."

Men at Work, "Down Under"
"Buying bread from a man in Brussels / He was six-foot-four, and fulla muscles / I said do you speaka my language? / He just smiled and gave me a Vegemite sandwich."

Murray Head, "One Night in Bangkok"
"Get Thai'd! You're talking to a tourist / Whose every move's among the purest / I get my kicks above the waistline, sunshine"

Moon Unit Zappa, "Valley Girl"
"Like my mother like makes me do the dishes / Its like so gross...Like all the stuff like sticks to the plates / And it's like, it's like somebody elses food, y'know/ Its like grody...Grody to the max."

Prince, "Sign of the Times"
"In France a skinny man died of a big disease with a little name / By chance his girlfriend came across a needle and soon she did the same / At home there are 17-year-old boys and their idea of fun / Is being in a gang called the Disciples hooked on crack, toting a machine gun."

4 comments:

Mike said...

How about A Flock of Seagulls, "I Ran"

"I walk along the avenue.
I never thought I'd meet a girl like you.
Meet a girl like you.

With auburn hair and tawny eyes.
The kind of eyes that hypnotize me through.
Hypnotize me through"

Classic! I love tawny eyes. :)

Joanne said...

Wild Wild West?

Mandy’s in the backroom handing out Valium
Sheriff’s on the airwaves talking to the D.J.’s
Forty-seven heartbeats beating like a drum
Got to live it up live it up
Ronnie’s got a new gun

She’s so mean but I don’t care
I love her eyes and her wild wild hair
Dance to the beat that we love best
Heading for the nineties
Living in the wild wild west
The wild wild west

Now put your flags in the air and march them up and down
You can live it up live it up all over the town
And turn to the left, turn to the right
I don’t care as long as she comes tonight

She’s so mean but I don’t care
I love her eyes and her wild wild hair
Dance to the beat that we love best
Heading for the nineties
Living in the wild wild west
The wild wild west

Heading for the nineties living in the eighties
Screaming in a back room waiting for the big boom
Give me give me wild west
Give me give me safe sex
Give me love give me love
Give me time to live it up

She’s so mean but I don’t care
I love her eyes and her wild wild hair
Dance to the beat that we love best
Heading for the nineties
Living in the wild wild west
The wild wild west

Coll said...

I thought the Allentown lyric was "Iron and coal/chromium steel." Shows you how much I know!

NYCGirl said...

I always thought that too, Coll.