Billy Bragg (Stephen William Bragg, Barking, Essex, England, 20 December, 1957) is an English singer, songwriter and left-wing activist. His music blends elements of folk music, punk rock and protest songs, and his lyrics mostly deal with political or romantic themes.
In 1977, Bragg formed the punk rock/pub rock band Riff Raff, and toured London's pubs and clubs. The band released a series of singles, which did not receive wide exposure. He also worked in Guy Norris Records in Barking.
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#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## >From: [email protected] (Amanda Mathiesen) >Subject: Re: Billy Bragg - The Warmest Room
OK, the actual lyrics, as he does them in the studio, are as follows: AA sus AA sus A rainy afternoon AA sus AA sus Spent in the warmest room E She lay before me and said DAAsusAA sus "Yes it's true that I have seen some naked men"
As she made for the door Leaving me on the floor I wish I'd done biology For an urge within me wanted to do it then
Chorus:
E And here she comes again D And I'm sitting on my hands A And she sings to me that siren song ED Here she comes again and I'm biting my lip AA sus AAsus But it won't be long
As Brother Barry said as he married Marion The wife has three great attributes, Intelligence, a Swiss Army knife and charm But that's not enough some times And she did speak her mind And told them all that she believed The only way to disarm is to disarm
Bridge
BmF#m I know people whose Idea of fun DADA Is throwing stones in the river in the afternoon sun BmF#m Oh let me be as free as them E Don't let her pass this way again
Instrumental, play chords to the verses
Though you cannot be blamed, but I've become inflamed With thoughts of lust and thoughts of power thoughts of love and thoughts of Chairman Mao We have such little time at your place or mine I can't wait till we take our blood tests Oh baby, let's take our blood tests now
Chorus again, then
AA sus AA sus EA It won't be long
Admittedly, what Uncle Bill says in concert is different. He tends to substitute "hairy" for "naked" in verse one and "drugs tests" for "blood tests" during gigs, as William judiciously notes.