Hmm...Well, I'm a big Elvis Costello fan. Other great singer/songwriters I might include would be Joni Mitchell, Arto Lindsay, Bob Dylan, Caetano Veloso, João Gilberto, David Byrne, and the great songwriting partnerships of the 20th century: Lennon & McCartney, Strummer & Jones, and Robert Forster & Grant McLennan (a.k.a. "The Go-Betweens").
At the moment, my favorite new singer/songwriter is ex-Pulp frontman Jarvis Cocker. Here are the lyrics to his recent song "Quantum Theory" which was featured in the closing credits of the acclaimed film
Children of Men. It's got quite a catchy little chorus. If you feel like singing along, there's a singalong video here:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e_M22STINYw
Well did you hear, there's a natural order?
Those most deserving will end up with the most?
That the cream cannot help but always rise up to the top,
Well I say,... “sh*t floats”.
If you thought things had changed,
Friend, you'd better think again,
Bluntly put, in the fewest of words:
Cunts are still running the world,
Cunts are still running the world.
Now the working classes are obsolete,
They are surplus to society's needs,
So let 'em all kill each other,
And get it made overseas.
That's the word, don't you know,
From the guys that's running the show,
Lets be perfectly clear boys and girls,
Cunts are still running the world,
Cunts are still running the world.
Oh feed your children on crayfish and lobster tails,
Find a school near the top of the league,
In theory I respect your right to exist,
I will kill you if you move in next to me,
Ah, it stinks, it sucks, it's anthropologically unjust,
Oh but the takings are up by a third,
Cunts are still running the world,
Cunts are still running the world.
(Cunts are still running the world)
(Cunts are still running the world)
The free market is perfectly natural,
Do you think that I'm some kind of dummy?
It's the ideal way to order the world;
“F**k the morals, does it make any money?”
And if you don't like it? Then leave.
Or use your right to protest on the street,
Yeah, use your right but don't imagine that it's heard,
Not whilst cunts are still running the world,
Cunts are still running the world,
Cunts are still running the world,
Cunts are still running the world,
Cunts are still running the world,
Cunts are still running the world,
Cunts are still running... the world.