Before the evolution into The Faces, the band fronted by Rod Stewart, we had The Small Faces, with the lead singer Steve Marriott. In the pop music scene of 1968, it was refreshing to hear a song sung in a completely English accent, and a London accent into the bargain. This was a song I could identify with at the age of 16, as I knew exactly what a lazy Sunday was like.
A wouldn’t it be nice
To get on with me neighbors
But they make it very clear
They’ve got no room for ravers
They stop me from groovin’
They bang on me wall
They doing me crust in
It’s no good at all, ah
Lazy Sunday afternoon
I’ve got no mind to worry
I close my eyes and drift away-a
Here we all are sittin’ in a rainbow
Go blimey hello, Mrs. Jones
How’s old Bert’s lumbago?
(He mustn’t grumble)
Tweedle dee bite
I’ll sing you a song with no words and no tune
Tweedle dee bite
To sing in the khazi while you suss out the moon, oh yeah
Lazy Sunday afternoon-a
I’ve got no mind to worry-a
Close my eyes and drift away-a
Root-de-doo-de-doo, a-root-de-doot-de doy di
A-root-de doot de dum, a-ree-de-dee-de-doo dee
Doo, doo, doo
There’s no one to hear me
There’s nothing to say
And no one can stop me
From feeling this way, yeah
Lazy Sunday afternoon
I’ve got no mind to worry
Close my eyes and drift away
Lazy Sunday afternoon
I’ve got no mind to worry
Close my eyes and drift a
Close my mind and drift away
Close my eyes and drift away
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Steve Marriott / Ronnie Lane
beetleypete 
There are various accounts, even from Beck, about the whole musical explosion around his 1969 car wreck. My favorite of his he came out of a coma to read that Rod had joined Faces (Often referred to as Feces for reasons I can’t divulge) and that resulted in his saying “Screw singers, I’m going to learn to play guitar without them.” Which is only true if you discount BB&A and a few other exploits. There’s a great article on mayonoise about the “impact’ of Beck’s wreck. https://mayobat.wordpress.com/2014/11/01/the-greatest-car-accident-ever/
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Thanks for the link, Phil.
Best wishes, Pete
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I can’t tell you how many times we played this I’m sure we wore the vinyl out..thanks for the memories, Pete xx
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It was such a classic at the time.
Best wishes, Pete. x
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It certainly was it was one of those songs that you couldn’t stop singing xx
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A lovely one, and very cheerful. I’ll be checking out all your suggestions, Pete.
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Thanks, Olga. This was very ‘London’. Cockney-pop. 🙂
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A very colloquial song you can’t help but sing along to!
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Exactly that. A Cockney singalong. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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So really not familiar with this Pete.
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I doubt it was released outside of the UK and US, Arlene.
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What a fun video! I thoroughly enjoyed it. I agree with you about singers’ retaining their native accents. It’s disconcerting to hear English singers affect an American Southern accent; I don’t get why they do that.
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Some English singers seem to think that they have to sound ‘Transatlantic’. I much prefer to hear their genuine accents.
Best wishes, Pete.
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I prefer a singer’s native accent, even if it renders the lyrics nearly unintelligible. The music tells the story.
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I really had forgotten about them, but liked their music and this song of theirs
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Happy to remind you, Beth.
Best wishes, Pete.
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Stevie [Steve] Marriott had one of the best blues/soul/rock voices, and I really liked Humble Pie later. As for the Faces, I still think that was Rod Stewart’s best work. Cheers, Jon.
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I was a big Small Faces fan, less so Rod Stewart.
Best wishes, Pete.
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Great song still listen to it regularly now, shame how Steve Marriott died but music lives on
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He does indeed!
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Such a delightful window into time.
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Glad you enjoyed it, dear Dorothy.
Best wishes, Pete. x
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The Faces, much less any reference to the Small Faces, had slipped my mind entirely until this post. Warmest regards, Theo
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They had never slipped my mind, Ed. 🙂
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I’m guessing you copied and pasted those lyrics? Go blimey? !
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Your guess is correct. I couldn’t have remembered them all. 🙂
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It’s curious that I can picture those lazy Sundays as I didn’t actually experience them. We had our own version where I was. I think I would have enjoyed yours!~
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Mine were often very boring, but rose-tinted glasses help me remember them with some fondness.
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I have a chart somewhere showing how incestuous the Brit band scene was. I’ll dig it out.
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They did tend to move around into other bands back then.
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I thought the Small Faces were different from the Faces. I really like early Rod Stewart when he was ‘just one of the lads’ before he became a supposed sex symbol. Every Picture Tells a Story is still one of my favourite albums and Mandolin Wind is my favourite track on it
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The Faces were a later incarnation of The Small Faces. I remember Rod Stewart in Steampacket, with Long John Baldry and Julie Driscoll.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Steampacket
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I remember Julie Driscoll. She had incredible eyeliner
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She is featuring in this series. 🙂
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So it is! Like in the past, so also today! 🙂 Best wishes,, Michael
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Exactly that, Michael.
Best wishes, Pete.
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