Upon Defecting To Radio 2
Remember when your parents said: "That isn't music - that's noise"?
"If it's too loud, then you're too old."
Was your response then, callow boys
But twenty years along the line
And what assails your tied old lugs?
This tyrant called The Beat borne on
The shoulders of young radio thugs
With 6th-form college party chants
And current hits which sound so like
A hoover in a tumble-drier
Being furgled by a motorbike.
And just because you're forty odd
It doesn't mean to say you're dead
But why pretend you like the sound
Of miseries like Radiohead
So when confronted by The Verve
Be proud to ask, "What is this din?
They sounded good, those cellos did
Until that wretched voice came in."
And then defect to Radio 2
The pipe and slippers for-your-ears
Watch outlaws turn to in-laws as
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