You're the Best Thing by The Style Council

What the hell happened to Paul Weller in the early eighties? One minute he was the angry young front-man of one of Britain's premier punk/mod bands, and the next he was making cheesy wine-bar music that even Sade would have been ashamed of. Although Weller's lyrics were still lefty and political, the impact was reduced somewhat by burying them in the kind of jazz/white soul fusion that yuppies enjoyed listening to while sipping Babycham and poncy cocktails. Style Council even called one of their albums Cafe Bleu, a name that just reeks of eighties dad-music like Chris Rea and Mark Knopfler. 'You're the Best Thing' is a tedious, indulgent, durge-like song that outstays its welcome and induces recurring nightmares of shoulder-pads, braces and Tab Clear.

Crap lyric: "I could runaway but I'd rather stay/In the warmth of your smile lighting up my day"

Verdict: I hate to say it, but even 'You're the Best Thing' by crap 90s group D:Ream was better than this.