Music: To A Critic Turned Pop Star
You've burnt your boats my beauty
Dropped quill and donned guitar
The scribe springs from the closet
She wants to be a star
How dare you cross the border
Imagine how they'll feel
Your colleagues and your readers
The day you ink that deal
The tape recorder's running
You're going to have to busk it
A workmate whets his dagger
Another primes his musket
The crossbows wound-up ready
The bolts removed from quivers
Cold and scary ain't it?
Sebastian stands and shivers
As muttering in the shadows
They wait for you to fail
With all the love of convicts
For coppers sent to jail
Musicians may be jaundiced
And subsequently rude
But is it any wonder
They're spitting in your food?
Like any thirsty punters
They want to cause you trouble
The barman who's ignored them
Just served himself a double
Unless of course you're brilliant
Chalk hits up by the score
For then, the case is altered
They'll hate you even more.
Arts & Ents blogs
There is a good many moments in the second episode of this psychological thriller that deserve refle...
The opening titles squeal ‘Never Can Say Goodbye…’. Oh Lord how I wish I could heave this series off...
Even though there was a complete absence of our favourite odd couple Brienne and Jaime, we got anoth...
- 1 'Sickening, deluded and unforgivable': Bloody attack brings terror to capital’s streets
- 2 Mothers' diets may harm IQs in two-thirds of babies
- 3 Gay couple beaten in park urge MPs to moderate language on gay marriage
- 4 After woman sells virginity for $780,000, here are the results of our prostitution survey
- 5 Far-right French historian, 78-year-old Dominique Venner, commits suicide in Notre Dame in protest against gay marriage
BMF is the UK’s biggest and best loved outdoor fitness classes
Find out what The Independent's resident travel expert has to say about one of the most beautiful small cities in the world
Win anything from gadgets to five-star holidays on our competitions and offers page.