Enormous Hair

Years and years ago, I used to listen to Rage on the ABC (I hear rumours that it’s still going, but I’m always in bed by then so I wouldn’t know). One song, Forever Young by Alphaville, always stuck in my head, and it’s only recently that I’ve noticed that a public video-sharing website has a large wodge of eighties songs, meaning I could finally track it down and listen to it again. Yay!

So of course I had to filk it.

[May 2006]

Let’s make a song, let’s make it quite strong
Translate from German as we’re going along
Hoping for success in American charts
Are we gonna go on tour or not?

Let us wear pants made out of shiny leather
We’re pouting to make them think we’re sleeping together
Putting on our makeup, world needs a shakeup
The music’s not for old men

Can you imagine if we hit the top?
Have to hide our faces down at the shop
Freddy and Elton, invite us around
Our records turning to gold then.

Enormous hair, I want to have enormous hair
Do you really want to be conformist, enormous, ooh warm us
Enormous hair, I want to have enormous hair
Do you really want to be conformist, enormous hair

Drummers are boring, drum machines are neat
Keyboards for melody, explosions for beat
This is the eighties, the video’s king
The hair is the thing.

It’s so hard to write words that I can wail
I don’t want to sound as if I’m in a gale
Sing falsetto, catch a breath
Crescendos are enormous

So many big concerts, we’ll be singing them all
So many fans, hold them all in thrall
So many groupies, so usher them through
We’ll let them come too