Song Stories

Fate up against your will / Through the thick and thin / He will wait until / You give yourself to him

How Manchester made England dance.

An ending fitting for the start You twist and tore our love apart

And you told me you wanted to eat up my sadness Well, jump right on shorty, you can gorge away

I've been walking in the rain just to get wet on purpose

Gorillaz turned political unease, hypnotic bass and one of the great rap features of the 2000s into the song that pushed ‘Demon Days’ around the world

Mr Writer, why don't you tell it like it is? Why don't you tell it like it really is Why don't you tell it how it really is Before you go on home?

So I start a revolution from my bed 'Cause you said the brains I had went to my head

Ancient history, regret and the feeling of being frozen in place became the foundations of one of the biggest British pop songs of the 2010s

They're selling razor blades and mirrors in the street I pray that when I'm coming down you'll be asleep If I ever hurt you your revenge will be so sweet Because I'm scum And I'm your son

Light touched my hands in a dream of golden skans From now on, you can forget all future plans

Well, now what can a poor boy do Except to sing for a rock and roll band? 'Cause in sleepy London Town There's just no place for street fighting man, no