Song Lyric Sunday – From Amore to Morbid.

Last week I took part in this fantastic challenge, the theme was songs that feature lyrics of Concern, Fear, Fret, Worry suggested by Fandango of This, That and the Other.

Click on the link below to see my post:

The Song Lyric Sunday Challenge this week the theme is songs that feature lyrics of Bomb, Gun, Knife, Weapon.  

Click on the link below to see Jim Adam’s post and to take part in the challenge.

The first song that came to mind, and I’m sure will come to others, is that perennial Karaoke classic song recorded in December 1967 by Tom Jones, entitled “Delilah”. The lyrics were written by Barry Mason, and the music by Les Reed.

I had the pleasure of going to a University in Wales and every weekend you could hear this song being played or sung and it was a great crowd-pleaser. Everyone sang along to it.

Lyrics

I saw the light on the night that I passed by her window
I saw the flickering shadows of love on her blind
She was my woman
As she deceived me, I watched and went out of my mind

My, my, my, Delilah
Why, why, why, Delilah
I could see, that girl was no good for me
But I was lost like a slave that no man could free

At break of day when that man drove away, I was waiting
I crossed the street to her house and she opened the door
She stood there laughing
I felt the knife in my hand and she laughed no more

My, my, my, Delilah
Why, why, why, Delilah
So before they come to break down the door
Forgive me Delilah, I just couldn’t take anymore

She stood there laughing
I felt the knife in my hand and she laughed no more

My, my, my, Delilah
Why, why, why, Delilah
So before they come to break down the door
Forgive me, Delilah, I just couldn’t take anymore
Forgive me, Delilah, I just couldn’t take anymore

The second song that came to mind, was the song by a group called Orchestral Manoeuvers in the Dark, entitled Enola Gay. Now you may think “What on earth has this song got to do with the theme”, but the song was actually an anti-war/anti-nuclear weapon song. I think you can glean the message from the words, particularly once you know that the Enola Gay was the name of the plane that dropped the Atomic Bomb on Hiroshima and the “little boy” mentioned in the lyrics was the code name for the bomb itself. It sends shivers down your spine the instant when you become fully aware of the meaning behind the words, doesn’t it?

Enola Gay

Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark

Enola Gay
You should have stayed at home yesterday
Ah-ha, words can’t describe
The feeling and the way you lied

These games you play
They’re going to end in more than tears some day
Ah-ha Enola Gay
It shouldn’t ever have to end this way

It’s 8:15
And that’s the time that it’s always been
We got your message on the radio
Conditions normal, and you’re coming home

Enola Gay
Is mother proud of little boy today?
Ah-ha this kiss you give
It’s never ever gonna to fade away

Enola Gay
You shouldn’t ever have to live this way
Ah-ha Enola Gay
You should’ve faded our dreams away

It’s 8:15
And that’s the time that it’s always been
We got your message on the radio
Conditions normal, and you’re coming home

Enola Gay
Is mother proud of little boy today?
Ah-ha this kiss you give
It’s never ever going to fade away

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Mc Cluskey Andy / Mc Cluskey Andrew

The Cost of Hatred – A poem

Pandemonium reigned,

Muscles strained,

The chaos was all around.

I took cover and prayed,

but those that stayed,

were flung down to the ground,

by the size of the blast.

It happened so fast,

The dead bodies in a mound.

Father time played his tricks,

a dominatrix,

Like a sadistic hound.

When the dust began to clear,

Then the fear,

really took hold, I found.

I could see what I’d lost,

The terrible cost,

caused by hatred unbound.

suffering all around. 

 

Copyright: Kristian Fogarty 11/June/2018

 

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