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#1 The Face Magazine May 1980

As a magazine, The Face is a sub-cultural reflection of the time in which it was published. Intended as a music magazine, the first issue in 1980 featured Jerry Dammers of Ska revival band The Specials.

The Specials-Too Much Too Young

The song above was released in the same year as the magazine thus bares some relevance and initial insight into the times. The lyrics in the song have a political edge concerned with the ‘welfare state’ and ‘population boom’. The Specials also talk about growing up too fast, getting married and having kids, being a drain on society instead of just ‘living it up’. This gives me the impression of significance being placed on youth and how issues that are currently being tackled in the present day were prominent in the 80s.

The keyboard player and group’s feature in the magazine is aimed at a younger generation. The lyrics involving youth culture and re-enhanced by the magazine, and co-insides with with the revival of Ska music in 80s Britain. It would be interesting to research this in terms of youth culture as a precursor to the 90s in which Day was involved with the magazine.

You’ve done too much
much too young
Now you’re married with a kid
when you could be having fun with me

oh no, no gimme no more pickni

You’ve done too much
much too young
Now you’re married with a son
when you should be having fun with me

we don’t want, we don’t want
we don’t want no more pickni

Ain’t he cute?
No he ain’t
He’s just another burden
on the welfare state

You’ve done too much
much too young
Now you’re married with a kid
when you could be having fun with me

no gimme,no gimme,no gimme no more pickni

Call me immature
Call me a poser
I’d love to spread manure in your bed of roses
Don’t want to be rich
Don’t want to be famous
But I’d really hate to have the same name as you
(you silly moo)

You’ve done too much
much too young
Now you’re married with a kid
when you could be having fun with me

gi we de birth control, we no want no pickni

You’ve done too much
much too young
Now you’re chained to the cooker
making currant buns for tea

oh no, no gimme no more pickni

Ain’t you heard of the starving millions
Ain’t you heard of contraception
Do you really a program of sterilization
Take control of the population boom
It’s in your living room
Keep a generation gap
Try wearing a cap

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#1 The Specials, The Face Magazine May 1980 [online image] available from:http://forums.thefashionspot.com/f78/face-1980-2004-a-63667-12.html


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    You’ve done too much
    much too young
    Now you’re married with a kid
    when you could be having fun with meoh no, no gimme no more pickni

    You’ve done too much
    much too young
    Now you’re married with a son
    when you should be having fun with me

    we don’t want, we don’t want
    we don’t want no more pickni

    Ain’t he cute?
    No he ain’t
    He’s just another burden
    on the welfare state

    You’ve done too much
    much too young
    Now you’re married with a kid
    when you could be having fun with me

    no gimme,no gimme,no gimme no more pickni

    Call me immature
    Call me a poser
    I’d love to spread manure in your bed of roses
    Don’t want to be rich
    Don’t want to be famous
    But I’d really hate to have the same name as you
    (you silly moo)

    You’ve done too much
    much too young
    Now you’re married with a kid
    when you could be having fun with me

    gi we de birth control, we no want no pickni

    You’ve done too much
    much too young
    Now you’re chained to the cooker
    making currant buns for tea

    oh no, no gimme no more pickni

    Ain’t you heard of the starving millions
    Ain’t you heard of contraception
    Do you really a program of sterilization
    Take control of the population boom
    It’s in your living room
    Keep a generation gap
    Try wearing a cap

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