Songs about clothes
Everyday Clothes (Johnathan Richman)
1. Listen to the song once and answer the following questions:
Who is the song about?
How does the singer prefer this person dressed?
2. Listen to the song once. 8 different garments are mentioned in it. Which are they?
3. What is a "hardware store"? What do you normally buy in them? Do some reserach to find out.
4. Do you normally buy second-hand clothes? What are the advantages and disadvantages of buying second hand/ new clothes?
5. If you had 100 pounds to spend, what would you buy in this second-hand shop?
Man In Black (Johnny Cash)
Well, you wonder why I always dress in black,
Why you never see bright colors on my back,
And why does my appearance seem to have a somber tone.
Well, there's a reason for the things that I have on.
I wear the black for the poor and the beaten down,
Livin' in the hopeless, hungry side of town,
I wear it for the prisoner who has long paid for his crime,
But is there because he's a victim of the times.
I wear the black for those who never read,
Or listened to the words that Jesus said,
About the road to happiness through love and charity,
Why, you'd think He's talking straight to you and me.
Well, we're doin' mighty fine, I do suppose,
In our streak of lightnin' cars and fancy clothes,
But just so we're reminded of the ones who are held back,
Up front there ought 'a be a Man In Black.
I wear it for the sick and lonely old,
For the reckless ones whose bad trip left them cold,
I wear the black in mournin' for the lives that could have been,
Each week we lose a hundred fine young men.
And, I wear it for the thousands who have died,
Believen' that the Lord was on their side,
I wear it for another hundred thousand who have died,
Believen' that we all were on their side.
Well, there's things that never will be right I know,
And things need changin' everywhere you go,
But 'til we start to make a move to make a few things right,
You'll never see me wear a suit of white.
Ah, I'd love to wear a rainbow every day,
And tell the world that everything's OK,
But I'll try to carry off a little darkness on my back,
'Till things are brighter, I'm the Man In Black
Dedicated Follower of Fashion (The Kinks)
They seek him here, they seek him there,
His clothes are loud, but never square
It will make or break him so he's got to buy the best,
Cause he's a dedicated follower of fashion
And when he does his little rounds,
Round the boutiques of London town,
Eagerly pursuing all the latest fads and trends,
Cause he's a dedicated follower of fashion
Oh yes he is (oh yes he is), oh yes he is (oh yes he is)
He thinks he is a flower to be looked at,
And when he pulls his frilly nylon panties right up tight,
He feels a dedicated follower of fashion
Oh yes he is (oh yes he is), oh yes he is (oh yes he is)
There's one thing that he loves and that is flattery
One week he's in polka-dots, the next week he is in stripes
Cause he's a dedicated follower of fashion
They seek him here, they seek him there,
In Regent street and Leicester square
Everywhere the Carnabetian army marches on,
Each one an dedicated follower of fashion
Oh yes he is (oh yes he is), oh yes he is (oh yes he is)
His world is built round discoteques and parties
This pleasure-seeking individual always looks his best
Cause he's a dedicated follower of fashion
Oh yes he is (oh yes he is), oh yes he is (oh yes he is)
He flits from shop to shop just like a butterfly
In matters of the cloth he is as fickle as can be,
Cause he's a dedicated follower of fashion
He's a dedicated follower of fashion
He's a dedicated follower of fashion
Guinevere (Donovan)
Guinevere of the royal court of Arthur Draped in white velvet, silk and lace. The rustle of her gown on the marble staircase, Sparkles on fingers, slender and pale. The jester he sleeps but the raven he peeps Through the dark foreboding skies of the royal domain. Maroon-coloured wine from the vineyards of Charlemagne Is sipped by the queen's lips and so gently Indigo eyes in the flickering candlelight, Such is the silence o'er royal Camelot. The jester he sleeps but the raven he peeps Through the dark foreboding skies of the royal domain.