That’s right, there’s no chorus, refrain or whatever you’d like to call it. The songwriter had something to say and just said it. Spat it right out. Figured the message was so straightforward that he or she didn’t need to beat it into you with a repetitive set of lyrics. Here you go:
- The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald, by Gordon Lightfoot.
- Bohemian Rhapsody, by Queen.
- Just Like Heaven, by The Cure.
- I’m On Fire, by The Boss. (That’s Bruce Springsteen.)
- Sympathy for the Devil, by The Rolling Stones.
- Bittersweet Symphony, by The Verve. (But it was written by Mick Jagger and Keith Richards. Which is why you’ve heard of “Bittersweet Symphony,” but not The Verve.)
- Wish You Were Here, by Pink Floyd. (And don’t forget “Money.” Which might start a new list, Songs Written In 7/8 Time.)
- White Rabbit, by Jefferson Airplane. (Pretty sure Grace Slick just started belting lyrics and Paul Kantner said, “Oh, shit guys, she’s singing, we better play something.”
- Baba O’Riley, by The Who. (And probably “Pinball Wizard” as well, but we’re too lazy to go listen to it to be certain. Then again, if we did include it, would it count for two entries, since Elton John’s version is so much better than The Who’s?)
- Streets of Philadelphia, by The Boss.