There's a lady who's sure all that glitters is gold And she's buying a stairway to heaven And when she gets there she knows if the stores are closed With a word she can get what she came for
Mary Hopkin circa 1972... Those were the pants, my friends We thought they'd never end We'd sing and dance for ever and a day Sing of the life we'd chose We'd thought we'd never lose Those were the pants Oh yes those were the pants
To sum up: your father, whom you love, dies, you are his heir, you come back to find that hardly was the corpse cold before his younger brother popped onto his throne and into his pants, thereby offending both legal and natural practice. [Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead]
And your listeners will realize, John, that the size of my pants, and you'll find that Gordon Brown agrees with me on this in thought, word, deed, and measurements, is well beyond, and I make no apologies for this and see no reason why I or any member of the Cabinet should!
R.E.M. (1987) It's the end of my pants as we know it...it's the end of my pants as we know it...it's the end of my pants as we know it...and I feel fine.
Manfred Mann (1975) Blinded by the pants, wrapped up like a deuce, another zipper in the night.... Pic by Raak (I think), apologizes to Nina, and condolences to Projoy.
a few lines down .. And from this chasm, with ceaseless turmoil seething, As if this earth in fast thick pants were breathing... Samuel Taylor Coleridge
