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Desert Island Discs is a BBC Radio 4 programme first broadcast on 29 January 1942.
It is one of the longest-running radio programmes in the world (surpassed by shows such as the Grand Ole Opry, 28 November 1925 and in the UK by Sunday Half Hour, 14 July 1940). It holds the record for the longest-running factual programme in the history of radio. Originally devised and presented by Roy Plomley, each week a guest ("castaway") is asked to choose eight pieces of music, a book and a luxury item for their imaginary stay on the island, while discussing their lives and the reasons for their choices. The programme's theme is "By the Sleepy Lagoon" composed by Eric Coates in 1930. Since 2006 the show has been presented by Kirsty Young.
Guests are invited to imagine themselves cast away on a desert island, and to choose eight pieces of music, originally gramophone records, to take with them; discussion of their choices permits a review of their life. Excerpts from their choices are played or, in the case of short pieces, the whole work. At the end of the programme they choose the one piece they regard most highly. They are then asked which book they would take with them; they are automatically given the Complete Works of Shakespeare and either the Bible or another appropriate religious or philosophical work.
You never ask me the right questions
And love's informers wouldn't give you a hand
We don't see eye-to-eye
Now you know the way to walk on by
Don't let the pirates steal the limelight from your heart on
Desert island discs
All the hits you missed and more on
Desert island discs
You're the miss that I shit out on
You're not number one, now it's me
Ooh, yeah
You are someone I am still proud of
But pride looks on to see me
Down on my knees
Far as the eye can see
There's night and day and me
Back inside a door is closing
Just make sure you lock away my
Desert island discs
All the hits you missed and more on
Desert island discs
You're the miss that I shit out on
You're not number one, now it's me
Ooh, yeah
You're never gonna know
You couldn't even see
You're in another crowd
And I'm left playin'
With lightning crackling from your fingers
I used to count the broken hearts
That I keep apart from
Other people's castaways
They lost on holidays
Eight days a week's not long enough
To hear my eight records on
Desert island discs
All the hits you missed and more on
Desert island discs
You're the miss that I shit out on
You're not number one, now it's me
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Desert island discs
Desert island discs
Desert island discs