Some light-hearted such and such from the pages of my wardrobe. Click below to hear the song, words beneath that:
The Literary Dress Code
I haven’t got a great deal of money but I’m cool though.
Quite clever, but essentially a fool though.
Essentially a fool though?
Yeah, ‘cause I put new clothes, on a par with new books –
It’s a new code.
Read, and knock ‘em dead with Cool Pose,
Readabookinpublic is the latest way to pull those
Stares, glares, side glances and full blown
Looks to the face.
(The attention is great)
My copy of The Iliad is fresher than your outfit.
You’re looking at me differently like “what’s that all about?”
Then I mix it up – Hit you with some Rushdie
Switch it up –
Carol Ann Duffy
In the sunshine.
Emily or Charlotte?
Literally dripping with style when I flick a page.
It depends what I am reading, man:
Modern, post-modern, post-post-modern, Victorian?
A great knowledge of various different genres and
I wear it on my sleeve.
Believe I’m rocking all of them.
Just the other day I had a new Sebastian
Faulks and each page I turned was a new fashion trend.
The Seamus Heaney I keep in my blazer pocket’s
Actually an accessory – the literati rock it.
You just can’t stop it,
I have a stylish library
And what you see me reading in is all a single side of me.
Reads loads and makes amazing tracks.
The latest dress code includes a battered paperback
Residing in my brown, leather satchel and providing
It’s a quiet tube journey,
You just might glimpse a catch.
Catch a glimpse –
I’m sorry for that mix of words.
Unseen Flirt, covered head to toe in literature.
For alliteration I’ll wear Shakespeare as a shirt,
Tennyson as trousers and Motion as a mini-skirt…
Is swift like Jonathan.
Libraries? I bother them.
Because I walk in fully butt-naked,
Rearrange the place and leave
Covered in pages.
A disgrace to see them go wasted,
Under-read people look like old vagrants.
Start by wearing a waistcoat
Made out of chapters,
Do it in stages…