Wednesday 7 March 2012

Oasis.






I need to be myself
I can't be no one else
I'm feeling supersonic
Give me gin and tonic
You can have it all but how much do you want it?
You make me laugh
Give me your autograph
Can I ride with you in your B.M.W ?
You can sail with me in my yellow submarine

You need to find out
'Cos no one's gonna tell you what I'm on about
You need to find a way for what you want to say
But before tomorrow

'Cos my friend said he'd take you home
He sits in a corner all alone
He lives under a waterfall
No body can see him
No body can ever hear him call
No body can ever hear him call

You need to be yourself
You can't be no one else
I know a girl called Elsa
She's into Alka Seltzer
She sniffs it through a cane on a supersonic train
And she makes me laugh
I got her autograph
She done it with a doctor on a helicopter
She's sniffin in her tissue
Sellin' the Big Issue'

When she finds out
No one's gonna tell you what I'm on about
You need to find a way for what you want to say
But before tomorrow

'Cos my friend said he'd take you home
He sits in a corner all alone
He lives under a waterfall
No body can see him
No body can ever hear him call
No body can ever hear him call
~Supersonic, Oasis.

Looking for the essential Oasis compilation of songs? Easy. Just get their 1994 debut, "Definitely, Maybe", then the 1995 staggeringly successful sophomore album, "What's the Story? (Morning Glory)" which catapulted them into the Britpop super group stratospheric status, which in the process inflated both Noel and Liam's egos bigger than the size of the infinite universe, and finally, the 1998 B-sides compilation, "The Masterplan". Brotherly feud and fighting, front page headliners for right and wrong reasons, bad mouthing with honest to the bone opinions about how "shite" other bands was of their time, rebutting the fatalism of "grunge", embraced life and with confidence as tough as British steel, Oasis captured the essential (northern) souls of every person globally at the height of their popularity. So go supersonic with cigarettes and alcohol, live forever with champagne supernova so that we don't have to look back in anger and with acquiesce because we have the wonderwall to talk tonight as part of the masterplan. Swaggering has never been so kewl....

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