Song Lyric Sunday: Safe Sex Doesn’t Mean No Sex!

The theme for Song Lyric Sunday from Jim Adams is
songs where somebody is having sex or talking about it
.
The song must contain a reference to this prompt in the title or the lyrics.
If the song does not meet these criteria, please explain why you chose it.


Here is a frisky little number from Billy Bragg, the Bard of Barking. He is a British singer-songwriter who combines folk, punk and protest with political or romantic themes. Sometimes both.

His early music is raw and stripped back to him and an electric guitar, but today’s track is full-on band stuff with the wonderful Kirsty MacColl providing backing vocals.

Sexuality is from his 1991 studio album Don’t Try This at Home. And is about the joy of consensual sex with whoever takes your fancy, no matter what they have in their pants. It’s not encouraging promiscuity, but trying to kick over repressive conceptions about who is an “ideal” partner.

I saw Billy Bragg in concert back in 1991. Yes, I am that old! But memory doesn’t escape me: the gig was a gas. Hard to pick a favourite moment, but Billy’s encore with Groove is in the Heart by Deee-Lite was a delight.

As well as the relief we all felt when he announced that (Everything I Do) I Do it For You by Bryan Adams had been knocked off the number one spot after sixteen weeks. Unfortunately, not by Billy Bragg, Sexuality only made it to number twenty-seven.

You can’t have everything, but you can have the video complete with nineties fashions and Kirsty making rude gestures behind Billy’s back.

I’ve had relations with girls from many nations
I’ve made passes at women of all classes
And just because you’re gay I won’t turn you away
If you stick around I’m sure that we can find some common-ground

Sexuality, strong and warm and wild and free
Sexuality, your laws do not apply to me

A nuclear submarine sinks off the coast of Sweden
Headlines give me headaches when I read them
I had an uncle who once played for Red Star Belgrade
He said some things are really best left unspoken
But I prefer it all to be out in the open

Sexuality, young and warm and wild and free
Sexuality, your laws do not apply to me
Sexuality, don’t threaten me with misery
Sexuality, I demand equality

I’m sure that everybody knows how much my body hates me
It lets me down most every time and makes me rash and hasty
I feel a total jerk before your naked body of work

I’m getting weighed down with all this information
Safe sex doesn’t mean no sex it just means use your imagination
Stop playing with yourselves in hard currency hotels
I look like Robert De Niro, I drive a Mitsubishi Zero

Sexuality, strong and warm and wild and free
Sexuality, your laws do not apply to me
Sexuality, come eat and drink and sleep with me
Sexuality, we can be what we want to be

Songwriters: Billy Bragg / Johnny Marr
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Song Lyric Sunday: Ladies Who Lunch

The prompt for Song Lyric Sunday from Jim Adams is
Breakfast, Brunch, Dinner, Lunch, Snack, Supper.
The song must contain one of these words in either the title or the lyrics.
If the song does not meet these criteria, please explain why you chose it.


Written by Cole Porter in 1934, Miss Otis Regrets is a jolly song about a society lady who murders her unfaithful lover. A lynch mob then kills her. But with her dying breath, she sends an apology for breaking a lunch date.

In spite of its grisly theme, and slightly tongue-in-cheek lyrics, this is a minor key little beauty of a tune. And has been covered by many. Including a growly version by Marlene Dietrich, Bette Midler giving it a jazzy swing and Kirsty MacColl accompanied by the Pipes and Drums of the Scots Guards(!?).

But my go-to artist for this track is Ella Fitzgerald, and here she is.

Miss Otis regrets she’s unable to lunch today, madam
Miss Otis regrets she’s unable to lunch today
She is sorry to be delayed
But last evening down in Lover’s Lane she strayed, madam
Miss Otis regrets she’s unable to lunch today

When she woke up and found that her dream of love was gone, madam
She ran to the man who had led her so far astray
And from under her velvet gown
She drew a gun and shot her lover down, madam
Miss Otis regrets, she’s unable to lunch today

When the mob came and got her and dragged her from the jail, madam
They strung her upon the old willow across the way
And the moment before she died
She lifted up her lovely head and cried, madam
Miss Otis regrets she’s unable to lunch today

Miss Otis regrets she’s unable to lunch today

Songwriters: Cole Porter
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