A Praise Chorus - Songs "praised" By This Song

Songs "praised" By This Song

After the second stanza, seven songs become the "praise chorus" of the title. The first is sung continuously in the background; the other six are sung over this background-vocal track. During live performances, Tom Linton sings the "Crimson and Clover", while Jim Adkins sings lyrics from the other six songs.

  1. Tommy James and the Shondells - "Crimson and Clover" - "Crimson and clover, over and over", sung continuously in the background.
  2. Madness - "Our House" - "Our house in the middle of the street."
  3. The Promise Ring - "Why Did Ever We Meet" - "Why did we ever meet?"
  4. Bad Company - "Rock 'n' Roll Fantasy" - "Started my rock 'n roll fantasy."
  5. They Might Be Giants - "Don't Let's Start" - "Don't, don't, don't let's start."
  6. The Promise Ring - "All of My Everything" - "Why did we ever part?"
  7. Mötley Crüe - "Kickstart My Heart" - "Kickstart my rock 'n rolling heart."

In the recorded version, they are sung by The Promise Ring's Davey von Bohlen--who is referred to "So come on, Davey, sing me something that I know" in the song. Following recording of the song's demo (which contains none of these songs, but rather a repetition of "Fast action/Come on, come on, come on/Fast action/So what'cha here for"), the band felt that it needed some additional work in the chorus section. They sent the recording to von Bohlen, a friend of the band, and asked him to "Sing something that know".

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