Having spent the best part of a decade bringing some manners back to popular culture, this dopest of fellows endeavours to entertain and amuse, with his ingenious stylings.
Aiming to dazzle with dignity, Mr.B takes to the stage with his banjolele and stiff upper lip to perform ditties of pipe-smoking, high society, cricket and sexual misadventure, as well as some more well-known pieces from the world of hip-hop, re-worked in chap-hop fashion.
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The Crack Song
Mr.B The Gentleman Rhymer Lyrics
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One becomes a star
I have appeared to have stumbled
Upon a formula
Something that will take me
Straight to the top
Leapfrog
All of those talented fops
And they think they′ve got it made
Sell records to the dribbling mass
Who claim financial aid
But when people laugh instead
They go out of their heads
Although that's not something
I would necessarily dissuade
On perusing the social diaries in the broadsheets at the club
I pondered on this problem and thought, "Ah! There′s the rub!"
So many useless stars once they are popular
Turn to something else to hide what drivellers they are
I'll simply choose a nice Class A
But heroin is so passé
I know what to do and I'll give you a clue
So listen to what I′m about to say...
I think I′ll try some of that crack cocaine
I've heard it rather takes away the pain
It′s the kind of caper
That might get me in the papers
And garner me some critical acclaim.
I'll make myself a nice drug hell
A cheeky tale the press can tell
And if I smoke some crack
I might get my mojo back
And win myself a Brit Award as-well
...
They wanted me to go to rehab and I said,
"That sounds nice!"
Having my arse wiped by the lower class
"That sounds nice!"
I′ve got lots of time
And if they're supplying the wine
Then, they wanted me to go to rehab and I said
"That sounds nice!"
So, I think I′ll try some of that crack cocaine
I've heard it rather takes away the pain
It's the kind of caper
That might get me in the papers
And garner me some critical acclaim
I′ll make myself a nice drug hell
A cheeky tale the press can tell
And if I smoke some crack
I might get my mojo back
And win myself a Brit Award as-well
I just might...
"That sounds nice!"
In Mr. B The Gentleman Rhymer's song "The Crack Song," the artist contemplates the formula of becoming a star and decides that the key to popularity may lie in utilizing the media's fascination with drug use. The lyrics reveal an ironic commentary on the music industry's glorification of "useless stars" who resort to drugs to maintain their status. The artist satirically suggests that smoking crack could be the solution to his success, as it would get him in the papers, garner him critical acclaim, and potentially lead to winning a Brit Award. The repeated phrase "that sounds nice" adds a facetiously upbeat tone to the song, while also emphasizing the artist's cynical attitude towards the shallow nature of the industry.
The song touches on themes of mainstream culture, addiction, and the exploitation of celebrity image. By mocking the insincerity and absurdity of the industry's expectations, Mr. B The Gentleman Rhymer highlights the prevalence of these issues within the entertainment world. The lyrics communicate a sense of disillusionment with the facade of fame, as the artist rejects the traditional paths to success and instead turns to intentionally creating a tabloid-worthy persona. Overall, "The Crack Song" presents a sharp critique of the cult of celebrity and the often-unhealthy measures taken to maintain it.
Writer(s): James Lawrence Burke
Contributed by Hunter J. Suggest a correction in the comments below.