Specials Skank It Up with Dead Girl

It’s an ongoing memorial for Specials drummer John “Brad” Bradbury
(16 February 1953 – 28 December 2015)

You’re wondering now, what to do, now you know this is the end…
You’re wondering how, you will pay, for the way you did behave…

Curtain has fallen, now you’re on your own.
I won’t return, forever you will wait…

There is something insanely beautiful about Amy Winehouse
singing You’re Wondering Now and Ghost Town with the boys…

If you love The Specials as I do, you will love them more after THIS VIDEO

 

 

Too Much Too Young

In Memoriam: John “Brad” Bradbury 
(16 February 1953 – 28 December 2015)

You’ve done too much, much too young
Now you’re married with a kid when you could be having fun with me
(Oh no, no gimme no more pickni…)
You’ve done too much, much too young
Now you’re married with a son when you should be having fun with me
(We don’t want, we don’t want, we don’t want no more pickni)
Ain’t he cute? No he ain’t / He’s just another burden on the welfare state…
You’ve done too much, much too young
Now you’re married with a kid when you could be having fun with me
(No gimme, no gimme, no gimme no more pickni)
Call me immature / Call me a poser
I’d love to spread manure in your bed of roses
Don’t want to be rich / Don’t want to be famous
But I’d really hate to have the same name as you
You’ve done too much, much too young
Now you’re married with a kid when you could be having fun with me…
(Gi we de birth control, we no want no pickni)
You’ve done too much, much too young
Now you’re chained to the cooker making currant buns for tea
(Oh no, no gimme no more pickni)
Ain’t you heard of the starving millions / Ain’t you heard of contraception
Do you really a program of sterilization / Take control of the population boom
It’s in your living roomKeep a generation gap / Try wearing a cap!

Blank Expression

 

I love this album. The drummer [John Bradbury] played so fantastically.
It’s poetry and wintertime reggae from The SPECIALS.

Snow is falling all around, seven o’clock and the roads are blocked
So I walk down town, there’s no-one around

I walk in a bar and immediately — I sense danger
You look at me girl as if I was some kind of a, a total stranger…

Where did you get that blank expression on your face?
Where did you get that blank expression on your face?

The streets are dark, and there’s no-one about
I wander home and all the — the lights are out; I keep wondering

Where did you get that blank expression on your face? (X4)

The full album is here. Every single song on it is this good