I'd like to comment about singing.
When I have nothing to say, I sing. My favourite is a Nat King Cole number that goes like this:
Smile though your heart is aching
Smile even though it's breaking
When there are clouds in the sky, you'll get by
If you smile through your fear and sorrow
Smile and maybe tomorrow
You'll see the sun come shining through for you
I rarely get past the second line. I either get a smile (hey ladies), or I get confused frown, and then I stop.
20 years I've been singing it to the missus. I think she's well bored of it, which is why I sing it so much.
The origin of my singing is firmly routed on the factory floor. Everyone sang. Everyone sang very loudly because of the noise and ear defenders. Everyone had their own theme song, often with some of the words changed.
Other favourites of mine were:
"If you're happy and you know it, clap your hands." This would wind everyone up. It was so childish. I'd love to hear the Spurs faithful singing it. Sing it in your head now. Sing it once and it'll be with you for the rest of the day *muhahahahaha*
"Catch a falling star." The Perry Como version. This one went down well on the night shift.
"New York, New York." by Ol Blue Eyes himself, Frank Sinatra. "Start spreading the news, / I'm leaving today" became "Start spreading your legs, / I'm coming in". As a twenty-something young man, I thought I was the bollocks when I sang this.
I actually listen to a lot of Drum and Bass, mainly Jungle. But there's no lyrics and humming the bassline doesn't have the same effect.
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