In the spirit of tonight’s inspirational Eurovision Song Contest, which m’colleague Anna Pickard is live-blogging over at Newsblog in very entertaining fashion, I’ve decided to do the lyrics for next year’s United Kingdom entry - based entirely on lines recited tonight in Kiev, and a piece of spam I got during the show. See if you can guess which lines come from which! This was carefully written during the interval, when they were totting up the votes.

Due to the moving nature of the lyrics, those of you reading off the front page will have to now click on the "continue reading" link to experience them.

Trust me - this is going to be a hit. A hit, I said. A hit. Anyone write music?

[Intro; quiet at first, with pan pipes, haunting, a bit like the first bit of Scorpion's Winds of Change. Then sudden group drumming]

The silence that remains
But now it’s just time, oh, oh, oh,
To reach across the rocky mountain
Imagination, my sweet temptation
I’m talking to you through my heart
Wolves die alone

[chorus]
I’ll make your heart go bang, bang
In the heat of the night
Feel my passion
It’s like fire, fire, fire.

Take it away baby
Or I’ll be forced to play another way
Together we are many
I shall worry, I shall worry
You worry no more about me
Wolves die alone

[chorus]
I’ll make your heart go bang, bang
In the heat of the night
Feel my passion
It’s like fire, fire, fire.

You are my lover, undercover,
I am like leaves carried by the wind
Shadows of my destiny
To see dreams of how people die
Wolves die alone

[middle eight]
I play something and holidays
and asked permission
fear a General does not
upon it he knows!

[key change, up a bit]

[chorus]
I’ll make your heart go bang, bang
In the heat of the night
Feel my passion
[big finish] It’s like fire, fire, fire!

[drums conclude]

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