Say WHAT? Not even close, my friend.

 

google it, my friend.

The rest are covers

 

Derf, check this out.

"How Long" is a 1974 song by the British group Ace from their album Five-A-Side. It reached No. 3 in the US and Canadian charts, and No. 20 in the UK Singles Chart.[3]

Although widely interpreted as being about adultery, the song was in fact composed by lead singer Paul Carrack upon discovering that bassist Terry Comer had been secretly working with the Sutherland Brothers and Quiver.[4] Comer returned to Ace in time to play on the song.[5]

The guitar solo is by Alan "Bam" King.[6]

 

"How Long Has This Been Going On?" is a song composed by George Gershwin, with lyrics by Ira Gershwin for the musical Funny Face in 1928. Those Ace clowns just updated the main riff and chorus and stole the thing

 

I'm a man, don't you forget it, I'm not a little kid
Understand, you might regret it, treating me the way you did
Hey old man, shut your mouth and listen, this here's the new regime
I command, you could go missin', you could be off the scene

(I'm not here to pray) I'm not here to pray
(So papa don't say) so papa don't say, I'm not ready
Cos the hands feel so steady, take the reins

We got a team, we got the muscle, when things are getting tight
Will there seem, if there's a hustle, money changes every fight?
Look at me, you will discover, I'm not my father's son
You will see, when you recover, I'm mama's only one

(Look straight in my eye) look me in the eye
(Try to deny) try to deny, I'm not ready
But these hands feel so sturdy, oh, take the reins

(Take the reins)

(I'm sure in your game) I know that in your game
(You were okay) you were okay, that's behind us
Oh, Louise, is it vengeless?
Oh, take the reins

I'm a man, I'm not a little kid
Why, I understand
Shut your mouth and listen
Ah, and don't work out a new regime
Yeah, I got a team
Yeah, take the reins
I'm mama's only one

 

Mike n the Mechanics. grew up with that "stuff".
Could never decide if Phil Collins abandoning Genesis was good or bad for HIS career...

 

He didn't seem to suffer too much, derf!

 

Hot sun, beating down
Burning my feet just walking around
Hot sun, making me sweat
Gator's getting close, hasn't got me yet
I can't dance, I can't talk
Only thing about me is the way I walk
I can't dance, I can't sing
I'm just standing here selling everything

Blue jeans sitting on the beach
Her dog's talking to me, but she's out of reach
She's got a body under that shirt
But all she wants to do is rub my face in the dirt
'Cause I can't dance, I can't talk
Only thing about me is the way I walk
I can't dance, I can't sing
I'm just standing here selling
Oh, I'm checking everything is in place
You never know who's looking on

Young punk spilling beer on my shoes
Fat guy's talking to me, trying to steal my blues
Thick smoke, see her smiling through
I never thought so much could happen just shooting pool
But I can't dance, I can't talk
The only thing about me is the way that I walk
I can't dance, I can't sing
I'm just standing here selling
Oh, I'm checking everything is in place
You never know who's looking on
The perfect body with a perfect face

No, I can't dance, I can't talk
The only thing about me is the way I walk
No, I can't dance, I can't sing
I'm just standing here selling everything

But I can walk

No, I can't dance

No, no, no, I can't dance

No, I said I can't sing
[fadeout]

 

sounds like AC/DC meets some post grunge vocalist who turns out to be the dude from Journey who makes it get Pop like to the point that I had to turn it off. Do remember it growing up. Liked it more then. Uninformed. Still can't dance.

And he still can't sing.

 

The whole world sitting on a ticking bomb
The whole world sitting on a ticking bomb
So keep yo calm, carry on
The whole world sitting on a ticking bomb

Sun may never rise again
The question ain't if but when
Sea will mourn and the sky will fall
The sun may never rise again
The silent war has begun
The staring down loaded gun
No refuge found no solid ground
Assuming race can't be one
Don't wait to say goodbye, you're running out of time
Whatever you believe it's easy to see

The whole world sitting on a ticking bomb
The whole world sitting on a ticking bomb
So keep yo calm, carry on
The whole world sitting on a ticking bomb
And it's about to explode
The whole world, the whole world
The whole world, the whole world

My future is dying
Laying in a ditch in the dark
I need you here but all I hear
Is the beating of a broken heart
Don't wait to say goodbye, you're running out of time
Whatever you believe it's easy to see

The whole world sitting on a ticking bomb
The whole world sitting on a ticking bomb
So keep yo calm, carry on
The whole world sitting on a ticking bomb
And it's about to explode
The whole world, the whole world
The whole world, the whole world
And it's about to explode
The whole world, the whole world
The whole world, the whole world
The whole world sitting on a ticking bomb
The whole world sitting on a ticking bomb
And it don't care what side you're on
The whole world sitting on a ticking bomb
The whole world, the whole world
The whole world, the whole world
So keep yo calm, carry on
The whole world sitting on a ticking bomb