The Lyrics
Eddie Fisher outside Heaven, Little Things Mean a Lot
Such a night for Johnny Ray, then Mantovani
Frank Sinatra, Vera Lynn, Jimmy Young, Dean Martin
Tennessee Ernie Ford and his sixteen tons
Bobby Darin, Russ Conway, Tommy Steele, Paul Anka
Why do fools fall in love? Frankie Lymon's asking now
Smoke gets in Platters' eyes, Cliff has got his living doll
Find the King, there he is, rocking round the jailhouse
Do we call this pop music?
Discs just keep on spinning, tapes all keep on rolling
Do we call this pop music?
We don't try to fight it, we go out and buy it
Del Shannon runs away, Billy Kramer's Bad To Me
Beatles have a hard day's night, Ray Charles loving still
Sun don't shine, boots just walk, Engelbert has last waltz
Ob-la-di, ob-la-da, Marmalade - not lime
Je t'aime, Rolf Harris, like to teach the world to sing
Jimmy Osmond, Waterloo, Barry White, lonely yule
Abba win, Paper Lace, Three Degrees seen again
Slade can't spell, sailing Rod, Love Me For a Reason
And we call this pop music
Discs all keep on spinning, and the tapes keep rolling
Yes, we call this pop music
We don't even fight it, but go out and buy it
David Soul, Bay City, mulled Kintyre, Kiki Dee
Real Thing, don't you go breaking up my heart now
Suzi Q, Tiger Feet, will I see you all again?
Fernando, Steve Harley, I just don't like Mondays
Just more bricks in the wall, school choirs - St. Winifred's
Feels like I'm in love, not too close to Sting, though
KC, Sunshine Band, Paul Young drops his hat
Kajagoogoo, Band Aid, Frankie went to Hollywood
And this is called pop music?
Discs that keep on spinning, tapes that keep on rolling
And we call this pop music?
We don't try to fight it, we go out and buy it
Candy Girl, Ninety-nine red balloons have all gone
Bucks Fizz, Kraftwerk, lion's snoring in the dark
Wake me up "fore you go, is there something we should know?
Two tribes, into grooves, it is Christmas - let them know
A-Ha, goodbye Wham, Papa don't you preach to me
Ferry Aid, Deacon Blue, nothing changed my love for you
And we call this pop music
And our discs are spinning and our tapes are rolling
And we call this pop music
Should we try to right it or go out and buy it?
Wet Wet Wet, hand on heart, Richard's wine and mistletoe
Jason D, Kylie M, Orinoco Flow and then
Black Box, Killer, Turtle Power, Steve Miller's a joker
Madonna's vogue right now, unchained melody - again!
Saviour's Day - Christmas time, Iron Maiden ninety-one
KLF, Chesney Hawkes
Charles, Eddie, Take That
Cotton Eye Joe, returned Mack
Breakfasting at Tiffany's
Candles blowing in the wind
Elton's way to look tonight
Then manufactured boybands
Britpop's not quite dead yet
And the discs - still spinning
We call it all pop music
And when we are gone, will it go on and on and on and on?
We call it all pop music
Could we try to right it when we're out to buy it?
It's every bit pop music
And, yes - we did buy it
Did we try to right it?
Everyone has pop music
Discs just keep on turning, CDs are still burning
So we call it pop music
Some we didn't like it so we try to fight it
And it is still pop music
So when we are gone, will it go on and on?