Britpop is a subgenre of alternative rock that originated in the United Kingdom. Britpop emerged from the British independent music scene of the early 1990s and was characterised by bands influenced by British guitar pop music of the 1960s and 1970s. The movement developed as a reaction against various musical and cultural trends in the late 1980s and early 1990s, particularly the grunge phenomenon from the United States. In the wake of the musical invasion into the United Kingdom of American grunge bands, new British groups such as Suede and Blur launched the movement by positioning themselves as opposing musical forces, referencing British guitar music of the past and writing about uniquely British topics and concerns. These bands were soon joined by others including Oasis, Pulp, Supergrass, Sleeper and Elastica.
Britpop groups brought British alternative rock into the mainstream and formed the backbone of a larger British cultural movement called Cool Britannia. Although its more popular bands were able to spread their commercial success overseas, especially to the United States, the movement largely fell apart by the end of the decade.
Gerard Arthur Way (born April 9, 1977) is an American musician and comic book writer who has served as lead vocalist and co-founder of the band My Chemical Romance since its formation in 2001. He is also the writer of the Eisner Award-winning comic book The Umbrella Academy.
Gerard Way was born April 9, 1977 in Summit, New Jersey to Donna Lee (née Rush) and Donald Way. He has Italian ancestry on his mother's side and Scottish ancestry on his father's. He was raised in Belleville, New Jersey and first began singing publicly in the fourth grade, when he played the role of Peter Pan in a school musical production. His maternal grandmother, Elena Lee Rush, was a great creative influence who taught him to sing, paint, and perform from a young age; he has said that "she has taught me everything I know". Also, while in elementary school, the glam metal band Bon Jovi was instrumental in forming his love of music.
At the age of 15, Way was held at gunpoint, as he said in an April 2008 Rolling Stone interview: "I got held up with a .357 Magnum, had a gun pointed to my head and put on the floor, execution-style." He went on to say that "no matter how ugly the world gets or how stupid it shows me it is, I always have faith." At age 16, Way appeared on an episode of Sally Jesse Raphael which discussed the controversy surrounding the publicizing of serial killer Jeffrey Dahmer's crimes in comic books[1].
Manic Street Preachers are a Welsh alternative rock band formed in 1986 consisting of James Dean Bradfield (lead vocals, lead guitar), Nicky Wire (bass, lyrics), and Sean Moore (drums, percussion). The band is part of the Cardiff music scene and were at their most prominent during the 1990s. They are colloquially known as "The Manics" or simply "Manics". Manic Street Preachers were originally a quartet but primary lyricist and rhythm guitarist Richey Edwards vanished on 1 February 1995.
In 1992, the Manics released their debut album, Generation Terrorists. Their combination of androgynous glam punk imagery and critical social lyrics about "culture, alienation, boredom, and despair" soon gained them a loyal following and cult status. The band's later albums retained a leftist politicisation and intellectual lyrical style while adopting a broader alternative rock sound.
Following Edwards' disappearance, Bradfield, Moore, and Wire persisted with Manic Street Preachers and went on to gain critical and commercial success, becoming one of Britain's premier rock bands. Altogether, they have garnered eight Top 10 albums, fifteen Top 10 singles, and have reached number one three times with their 1998 This Is My Truth Tell Me Yours album, the 1998 "If You Tolerate This Your Children Will Be Next" single, and the 2000 "The Masses Against the Classes" single.
My British Rock/Britpop 80s/90s/00s playlist
Live Forever - The Rise and Fall of Brit Pop (Oasis, Blur, Pulp) - John Dower
THIS IS BRITPOP MIX - DJ CIBERPOP
The BritPop Story
Top 10 Britpop Anthems
90s Indie / Britpop
Britpop at the BBC - 5 Mini-Mix Teaser (CD1)
20 best britpop bands of 90-s
Top 10 British Bands - Indie Britpop music playlist
This Is Britpop
JOHNNY war ein TÄNZER - BRITPOP [Video]
Blur vs. Oasis battle for No. 1 - Newsround Britpop special
Random Day out in London! Britpop Vlog!
Dsign - Make Over Kamar dengan Design Britpop - Part 2
My British Rock/Britpop 80s/90s/00s playlist
Live Forever - The Rise and Fall of Brit Pop (Oasis, Blur, Pulp) - John Dower
THIS IS BRITPOP MIX - DJ CIBERPOP
The BritPop Story
Top 10 Britpop Anthems
90s Indie / Britpop
Britpop at the BBC - 5 Mini-Mix Teaser (CD1)
20 best britpop bands of 90-s
Top 10 British Bands - Indie Britpop music playlist
This Is Britpop
JOHNNY war ein TÄNZER - BRITPOP [Video]
Blur vs. Oasis battle for No. 1 - Newsround Britpop special
Random Day out in London! Britpop Vlog!
Dsign - Make Over Kamar dengan Design Britpop - Part 2
MODEHHELLLL IN PARIS | BRITPOP VLOGS
#7 BRITPOP VLOG: AFRICAN WEDDING TIME!!!!
ONE TAKE-NO FILTER! BRITPOP VLOG
Gerard Way on Britpop, Blur and Arctic Monkeys - Gigwise Interview
Alternative Music (Britpop & Rock)
Britpop live in Finland (Suede, Blur, Manic street preachers, Oasis & Morrissey)
Blur Country House Live Britpop Now 1995
PULP - common people (live britpop now 1995)
Quietdrive - Brit Pop
Everybody loves a baby that's why I'm in love with you
Pretty baby pretty baby
And I'd like to be your sister, brother, dad and mother too
Pretty baby pretty baby
Won't you come and let me rock you in my cradle of love
And we'll cuddle all the time
Oh I want a lovin' baby and it might as well be you
Pretty baby of mine
Everybody loves a baby that's why I'm in love with you
Pretty baby pretty baby
And I'd like to be your sister, brother, dad and mother too
Pretty baby pretty baby
Stars live in the evening
But the very young need the sun, uh-huh
Pretty baby, you look so heavenly
A neo-nebular from under the sun
I was forming, some say I had my chance
The boys were falling like an avalanche
Ya ya baby
La Dolce Vita is a magic dance
No-one was listening
Pretty baby, un petite ingenue
A teenage starlet, I fell in love with you
You, you with the comb
You look OK in every way (every way)
Ah, I should have known
You'd look at me and look away (and look away - oh)
Pretty baby, you look so heavenly
A neo-nebular from under the sun
Eyes that tell me incense and peppermints
Your looks are larger than life, long live innocence
Petite ingenue, I fell in love with you
Pretty baby, I fell in love with you, whoah oh
Pretty baby, oh oh
Whoo your love pretty baby, I have in store for you
Whoo your love pretty baby, I have in store for you
You know I love you baby, I hope you love me too
Whoo your kisses pretty baby, that I'm holding all night
Whoo your kisses pretty baby, that I'm holding all night
'Cause I love you baby, I'm going to try to treat you right
Oh your love, pretty baby, I have in store for you
Oh your love, pretty baby, I got in store for you
You know I love you baby, I hope you love me too
Oh your love, pretty baby, I have in store for you
Oh your love, pretty baby, I have in store for you
You know I love you baby, I hope you love me too
Whoo your kisses, pretty baby, I'm holding back for you
Whoo your huggin' and kisses, I'm holding back for you
You know I love you baby, I hope you love me too
Oh your love, pretty baby, I have in store for you
Oh your love, pretty baby, I have in store for you
You light me up and then I fall for you
You lay me down and then I call for you
Stumbling on reasons that are far and few
I'd let it all come down and then some for you
Pretty baby don't you leave me
I have been saving smiles for you
Pretty baby why can't you see
You're the one that I belong to
I'll be the embrace that keeps you warm
For you're the sun that breaks the storm
I'll be alright and I'll sleep sound
As long as you keep comin' around, oh pretty baby
And I know things can't last forever
But there are lessons that you'll never learn
Oh just the scent of you it makes me hurt
So how's it you that makes me better
Why can't you hold me and never let go
When you touch me it is me that you own
Pretty baby oh the place that you hold in my heart
Would you break it apart again... oh pretty baby
Pretty baby, why can't you see
Pretty baby, don't you leave me
Pretty baby, why can't you see
Pretty baby, don't you leave me,
Pretty Baby
My Pretty Baby
My Pretty Baby
pretty baby if you don't like the way
that i touch you
then i won't touch you no more yeah
pretty baby if you don't like the way
that i love you
then throw my love on the floor
my mean daddy, my bad baby
don't you want me
i don't believe you, when you say you
want to leave
darling, honey, if you don't think
that you gonna want me
then honey let me know
listen honey, i don't wanna keep thinking
you love me
just to find out you don't
my mean daddy, my bad baby
don't you want me
i don't believe you, when you say you
want to leave
won't you gonna miss me?
honey i'll miss you
i just wanna kiss you, tonight
pretty baby if you don't like the way
that i hold you
then honey let me go
pretty baby, if you don't like the way
that i told you
then baby tell me so
my mean daddy, my bad baby
don't you want me
i don't believe you, when you say you
Baby what you searching for
I'm pretty sure that you just don't know 'cause
You're looking with your body, not your head
You're brilliant and beautiful
But they don't see when they take you home 'cause
You're just another notch that's in their bed
Ohhh, oh pretty baby
Ohhh, oh pretty baby
(Why you wanna go and do that baby)
I can feel your emptiness, I can see it behind those eyes
Just waiting for the one who understands
(Someone who understands)
Though I'm not like the rest
I'm invisible because you're blind
Jaded and blinded to a chance
(To take a chance with me)
Ohhh, oh pretty baby
Ohhh, oh pretty baby
(oh, you're so beautiful, why you want to go and do that baby)
Don't lie to yourself
Don't let them inseide while your heart keeps crying
Sfow love for yourself
Discover your light where you you'll find me
(In the light)
Pretty baby
Don't you leave me
I have been saving smiles for you
Pretty baby why can't you see,you're da one that I belong to
I'll be the embrace that keeps u warm
And you're the sun that breaks the storm
HATTIE:
I'm just a
Broadway Baby.
Walking off my tired feet.
Pounding Forty-Second Street
To be in a show.
Oh...
Broadway Baby,
Learning how to sing and dance,
Waiting for that one big chance
To be in a show.Oh...Gee.'
I'd like to be
On some marquee,
All twinkling lights,
A spark
To pierce the dark
From Battery Park
To Washington Heights.
Someday, maybe,
All my dreams will be repaid.
Heck, I'd even play the maid
To bc in a show.
Hey, Mr. Producer,
I'm talking to you, sir;
I don't need a lot,
Only what I got,
Plus a tube of greasepaint
And a follow-spot!
I'm a Broadway Baby,
Slaving at the five-and-ten,
Dreaming of the great day whcn
I'll be in a show.Oh...
Broadway Baby,
Making rounds all afternoon,
Eating at a greasy spoon
To have on my dough.
Oh...AtMy tiny flat
There's just my cat.
A bed and o chair
Still
I'll stick it till
I'm on a bill
All over Times Square.
Someday, maybe,
If I stick it long enough,
I may get to strut my stuff
Working for a nice man
Like a Ziegfeld or a Weismann
HATTIE, THE WHITMANS, SOLANGE:
In a great big
Broadway show!
GUS:
Everybody loves a baby,
that's why I'm in love with you,
pretty baby, pretty baby.
And I'd like to be your sister,
brother, dad, and mother, too,
pretty baby, pretty baby.
Won't you come and let me rock you
in my cradle of love,
and we'll cuddle all the time.
Oh, I want a lovin' baby and it might as well be you,
pretty baby of mine...
pretty baby, pretty baby...
won't you come and let me rock you
in my cradle of love,
and we'll cuddle all the time.
Oh, I want a lovin' baby
and it might as well be you,
pretty baby of mine.
Pretty baby of...
Turn around
I'm still here
Press your face to mine
Pretty baby
Pretty baby
Pretty baby
Pretty baby
Each time that you are gone
I wonder why
Crying girls so white against the sky
What use is love
When loving starts to die
So am I
Pretty baby
Pretty baby
Pretty baby
I see you,
Evaporating too
No feeling I have known
Pretty baby
Pretty baby
Pretty baby
Pretty baby
Each time that you are gone,
I wonder why
Crying girls have nowhere left to fly
What use is love
When loving starts to die
So am I
Pretty baby
Pretty baby
Pretty baby
Each time that you are gone
I wonder why
Crying girls have nowhere left to fly
What use is love
When loving starts to die
So am I
Pretty baby
Pretty baby
Pretty baby
Turn around
I'm still here
I'm still here
Still here
Turn around
Turn around
I'm still here
Pretty baby
Pretty baby
I'm still here
Pretty baby
Pretty baby
Pretty baby grew into a lady
The people don't know
What your mama know, they don't
Pretty baby
In the light of the dawn
A pretty babe was born
Her mother, she had sworn
To take good care of her
Every night Mom would pray
Her life would not be torn
Her clothes would not be worn
Until they dropped off of her
My child, you dear
Don't have no fear, I'll shed the tears
Keep your head clear, my pretty baby
Pretty baby grew into a lady
The people don't know
What your mama know, they don't
Pretty baby
Little girl, I want you to attend the finest schools
And never be a fool, I've got experience
Learn all that you can, you'll find that in the end
You'll learn how to depend on yourself
It makes me glad
You have the things I didn't have
Never be sad, my pretty baby
Pretty baby grew into a lady
The people don't know
What your mama know, they don't
Pretty baby
The people don't know
What your mama know, they don't
The people don't know
What your mama know, they don't
The people don't know
What your mama know, they don't
The people don't know
What your mama know, they don't
Pretty baby grew into a lady
Pretty baby grew into a lady
The people don't know
What your mama know, they don't
The people don't know
What your mama know, they don't
Pretty baby
Pretty baby grew into a lady
Pretty baby grew into a lady
The people don't know
What your mama know, they don't
The people don't know
What your mama know, they don't
Pretty baby don't you feel so right now
Pretty baby don't you feel so free
Now were leaving cuz school's out baby
Come on baby cuz your here with me
Don't go looking for another kind of honey
Don't go looking now your here with me
If you looking for an extra kind of reason
Don't you know your bound in here with me
Everytime you look you know I feel so special
Everytime you look, everytime you look
Everytime you look you know I feel so free now
Everytime you look for
(Chorus)
Pretty baby don't you feel so right now
Pretty baby don't you feel so free
Now were leaving cuz school's out baby
Come on baby cuz your here with me
Pretty Baby!
Take my hand and we can run away together
Sippin Bottle while we feel so free
Got no money but that ain't what it's about now
You'll be sittin on the edge with me
Everytime I look into your eyes like diamond
Shining like the sun, Baby you're the one
Everytime I look at you I feel like falling
Falling on the deep boy
(Chorus)
Pretty baby don't you feel so right now
Pretty baby don't you feel so free
Now were leaving cuz school's out baby
Come on baby cuz your here with me
Pretty baby don't you feel so right now
Come on baby cuz your here with me
Now were leaving cuz school's out Honey
I've been waiting for you too show
I've been sitting for yes to go
So let's dance like there's no tommorrow, Baby
Tomorrow
Pretty Baby, Cuz your here with me baby
Pretty Baby! Ohh-ohh
Pretty baby don't you feel so right now
Come on baby cuz your here with me
Once or twice in your life so far
Pretty Baby
I've seen you looking at the stars
Pretty Baby
and asking where the years have disappeared
hearts don't break
they shatter
when love is all that matters
And I will wait for you
until the end of time
because I feel no charity
when you're not here with me
Once or twice you may lose your way
Pretty Baby
Clouds may rain on your break of day
Pretty Baby
But I will love you darling anyway
These hands that select you
Will comfort and protect you
And I will wait for you
until the end of time
because I feel no charity
I'm just a Broadway Baby,
Walking off my tired feet,
Pounding Forty Second Street
To be in a show.
Broadway Baby,
Learning how to sing and dance,
Waiting for that one big chance
To be in a show.
Gee, I'd like to be on some marquee,
All twinkling lights,
A spark to pierce the dark
From Batt'ry Park to Washington Heights.
Some day maybe,
All my dreams will be repaid.
I can get to strut my stuff,
Working for a nice man
Like a Ziegfeld or a Weissman
In a big-time Broadway show!
Heck, I'd even play the maid
To be in a show.
Say, Mister producer,
Some girls get the breaks.
Just give me my cue, sir.
I've got what it takes.
Say, Mister Producer,
I'm talkin' to you, sir.
I don't need a lot,
Only what I got,
Plus a tube of greasepaint and a follow spot!
I'm a Broadway Baby,
Slaving at the five and ten,
Dreaming of the great day
When I'll be in a show.
Broadway Baby,
Making rounds all afternoon,
Eating at a greasy spoon
To save on my dough.
At my tiny flat there's just my cat,
A bed and a chair.
Still I'll stick it till
I'm on a bill all over Times Square.
Some day maybe,
If I stick it long enough,
I can get to strut my stuff,
Work-ing for a nice man
Like a Ziegfeld or a Weissman
In a big-time
From the Album "Sugar" (1990)
You ask me why I'm always teasing you
You hate to have me call you pretty baby
I really thought that I was pleasing you
'Cause you're just a baby to me
Your cunning little dimples and your baby stare
Your baby talk and baby walk and curly hair
Your baby smile makes life worth while
You're just as sweet as you can be
Everybody loves a baby
That's why I'm in love with you
Pretty baby, pretty baby
But I'd like to be your sister
Brother, Dad and Mother too
Pretty baby, pretty baby
Won't you come and let me
Rock you in my cradle of love
And we'll cuddle all the time
Oh I want a lovin' baby
And it might as well be you
Pretty baby of mine
Your mother says you were the cutest kid
No wonder dearie, that I'm wild about you
And all the cunning things you said and did
Why I love to fondly recall
And just like Peter Pan, it seems you'll always be
The same sweet cunning little baby dear to me
And that is why I'm sure
That I will always love you best of all
Everybody loves a baby
That's why I'm in love with you
Pretty baby, pretty baby
But I'd like to be your sister
Brother, Dad and Mother too
Pretty baby, pretty baby
Won't you come and let me
Rock you in my cradle of love
And we'll cuddle all the time
All I wants a lovin' baby
And it might as well be you
Pretty baby of mine
You ask me why I'm always teasing you
You hate to have me call you pretty baby
I really thought that I was pleasing you
For you're just a baby to me
Your cunning little dimples and your baby stare
Your baby talk and baby walk and curly hair
Your baby smile makes life worthwhile
You're just as sweet as you can be
Your mother says you were the cutest kid
No wonder, dearie, that I'm wild about you
And all the cunning things you said and did
Why, I love to fondly recall
And just like Peter Pan, it seems you'll always be
The same sweet, cunning, little baby dear to me
And that is why I'm sure that I will always love you best of all
Everybody loves a baby that's why I'm in love with you
Pretty baby, pretty baby
And I'd to be your sister, brother, dad and mother too
Pretty baby, pretty baby
Won't you come and let me rock you in my cradle of love
And we'll cuddle all the time
Oh, I want a lovin' baby and it might as well be you
Pretty baby don't you know my style?
You can't control me
Cause I'm young and wild
Do you remember you were once a child?
Do you remember you were once a child?
Alright...
Pretty baby all lost in a dream
I wanna know - what have you seen?
I saw a fire and I saw a flood
And I saw you there babe
And you were swimming in blood
Alright...
Pretty baby don't you blow my high
You know your religion is a lonesome lie
Our barefeet are on the ground
But while my head's in the sky
Your head's in the grave
And still you don't know why
Alright...
Pretty baby all dressed up in black
Your make-up is on
And your hair's rolled back
But it ain't time no time to go out on the town
Take your black dress of
And let your long hair down
I've seen those good-time girls,
I've seen the way they move,
They way they wear their hair,
The things they do!
They've got pretty painted faces,
They've got long silk-smooth thighs,
And I've heard all about the way they kiss goodnight!
I want a pretty baby!
Her love would be a luxury,
I want a pretty baby!
Diamond on a pebble beach.
They fall in love for one night,
They live on lipstick and gin!
I don't even know their names,
But I want to be their friend.
They've got pretty painted faces,
They've got long silk-smooth thighs,
And I've heard all about the way they kiss goodnight!
I want a pretty baby!
Her love would be a luxury,
I want a pretty baby!
Diamond on a pebble beach.
There's no trap sweeter than a woman!
You are soon hypnotized,
She speaks soft like the breeze,
On this summer night,
She's a wild fire,
That burns my heart,
A wicked temptation that tears me apart!
I want a pretty baby!
Her love would be a luxury,
I want a pretty baby!