Song Lyric Sunday (11/25/18) – First

 

Helen’s prompt for this week’s Song Lyric Sunday is the word first. It has been a while since I chose an opposite word for a song lyric. The song I have chosen was one I really liked back in the late very late 80’s. After my wild bartending days I decided to return to college. While there I created and hosted a weekly alternative music radio (with some comedy bits) program for our college radio station. It went on to live for many years after I left the show. I had made contact with more than a few record companies that often sent me new release album from minor and indie labels. This week’s song was just such one that I found, and which I took an immediate liking.

It was the first solo release after the demise of British new wave alternative band Ultravox. Like so many songs I have pulled out for SLS, I was shocked to see how current this could be.

Here is former Ultravox singer Midge Ure and his song Answers to Nothing.

 

High upon a hillside
A preacher tells a story to a crowd
He tells the same old story
A thousand times he’s read that story loud
He wants to get the answers
But his words are only
Answers to nothing

Lying in my bedroom
A man comes on my TV. with a grin
He tells me to believe him
He said that I should put my faith in him
Says he has the answers
But his words are only
Answers to nothing

Believed for the last time
Deceived for the last time

They’re the chosen leaders
Who say we can’t stay sitting on the fence
They leave us stuff
They’re buying guns and bombs
For our defense
The think this is the answer
But their thoughts are only
Answers to nothing

Where is all the friend ship?
How can all the comradeship be done?
What of all the teachings?
What of things we learned when we where young?
It doesn’t bear the asking ‘cause the answer’s given where
Answers to nothing

Lied for the last time
Died for the last time
Cried for the last time
The last time
Believed for the last time
Deceived for the last time
Believed for the last time
This time

High upon a hillside
A preacher tells a story to a crowd
He tells the same old story
A thousand times he’s read that story loud
He wants to get the answers
But his words are only
Answers to nothing

Lying in my bedroom
A man comes on my TV. with a grin
He tells me to believe him
He said that I should put my faith in him
Said he has the answers
But his words are only
Answers to nothing

Lied for the last time
Cried for the last time
Died for the last time
Deceived for the last time
Believed for the last time
This time

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