So we were pottering about in the kitchen listening to Dale Winton – Pick of the Pops Take II on Radio 2 (which anyone can accidentally do). It was a vintage week in a vintage year ie 1975.* There was Once Bitten Twice Shy by Mott the Hoople, there was Autobahn by Kraftwerk, there was Loving You by Minnie Ripperton, there was Gladys Knight & The Pips doing The Way We Were (‘Can it be that it was all so simple then, or has time re-written every line…?’ – I was already stemming the tears) and then there was Send in the Clowns, by Judy Collins to which I said, ”Don’t bother, they’re here,” is the saddest line of all of these sad, sad lines, isn’t it, and that the whole lyric of Send in the Clowns is the saddest lyrics ever, too, no?’
To which T replied, ‘Well, there’s You’re A Big Girl Now…’
To which I replied, ‘Well yes, that’s very true, and context is all, you have to consider the entirety of the whole lyric here, but to recognise yourself as clowns, you know, with painted teardrops falling down your sad white cheeks with your miserable down-turned mouth…’
The nominations are opened.
What are the saddest lyrics ever?
Don’t you love farce?
My fault I fear.
I thought that you’d want what I want.
Sorry, my dear.
But where are the clowns?
Quick, send in the clowns.
Don’t bother, they’re here.
* There was also Whispering Grass by Windsor Davies and Don Estelle and Stand by Your Man by Tammy Wynette occupying # 2 and # 1 respectively.