Lyrics with meaning
So, we've done Lyric Trivia, and trying to guess which band certain lyrics were from. And we've done "What cd is in your stereo right now". How about something new?
Lyrics with meaning. Lyrics that offer you new insight into life and change the way you view the world. Lyrics that can be read apart from the music as poetry in it's own right.
I'll contribute mine later tonight when I get home. :)
I took back my hand and I showed him the door
No dollar of mine would I part with this day
For fueling the engines of bloody cruel war
In my forefather's land far away.
Who fled the first Famine wearing all that they owned,
Were called 'Navigators', all ragged and torn,
And built the Grand Trunk here, and found a new home
Wherever their children were born.
Their sons have no politics. None call recall
Allegiance from long generations before.
O'this or O'that name just can't mean a thing
Or be cause enough for to war.
And meanwhile my babies are safe in their home,
Unlike their pale cousins who shiver and cry
While kneecappers nail their poor Dads to the floor
And teach them to hate and to die.
It's those cruel beggars who spurn the fair coin.
The peace for their kids they could take at their will.
Since the day old King Billy prevailed at the Boyne,
They've bombed and they've slain and they've killed.
Now they cry out for money and wail at the door
But Home Rule or Republic, 'tis all of it shame;
And a curse for us here who want nothing of war.
We're kindred in nothing but name.
All rights and all wrongs have long since blown away,
For causes are ashes where children lie slain.
Yet the damned U.D.I and the cruel I.R.A.
Will tomorrow go murdering again.
But no penny of mine will I add to the fray.
"Remember the Boyne!" they will cry out in vain,
For I've given my heart to the place I was born
And forgiven the whole House of Orange
King Billy and the whole House of Orange.
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Written and recorded by Stan Rogers.
©
Originally posted by juju2112
Lyrics that offer you new insight into life and change the way you view the world. Lyrics that can be read apart from the music as poetry in it's own right.
If you can't change the world, change yourself.
And if you can't change yourself, change your world.
Lonely Planet - The TheOriginally posted by Griff
All rights and all wrongs have long since blown away,
For causes are ashes where children lie slain.
Wow.. that's pretty damned good. :)
Territories
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I see the Middle Kingdom between Heaven and Earth
Like the Chinese call the country of their birth
We all figure that our homes are set above
Other people than the ones we know and love
In every place with a name
They play the same territorial game
Hiding behind the lines
Sending up warning signs
The whole wide world
An endless universe
Yet we keep looking through
The eyeglass in reverse
Don't feed the people
But we feed the machines
Can't really feel
What international means
In different circles, we keep holding our ground
In different circles, we keep spinning round and round
We see so many tribes -- overrun and undermined
While their invaders dream of lands they've left behind
Better people -- better food -- and better beer
Why move around the world when Eden was so near?
The bosses get talking so tough
And if that wasn't evil enough
We get the drunken and passionate pride
Of the citizens along for the ride
They shoot without shame
In the name of a piece of dirt
For a change of accent
Or the colour of your shirt
Better the pride that resides
In a citizen of the world
Than the pride that divides
When a colourful rag is unfurled
-- Rush
Solid... Do you remember which album was that on? I don't think I have any Rush in the house anymore... freaking lousy cassettes grumble grumble. (Griff dates himself)
It was on Power Windows. You can grab a copy of it
hereIt was a tough call pickin from all of Townes' stuff but heres something lighter about makin choices
No deal
by Townes Van Zandt
Now this man down at the used car lot
tried to sell me four wheels and a trunk.
I said, "Man, there is no engine!",
he said, "The engine's just a bunch of junk.
You don't need no engine to go downhill
and I could plainly see, that that's the direction
you're headed in", and he handed me the keyes.
(I said) No deal; you can't sell this stuff to me
No deal, I'm going back to Tennesee
Well, I went to a doctor of the highest order,
he said I couldn't have a drink for a year.
One glass of wine on my birthday
if my birthday wasn't too very near.
Lord, he must have put me in a state of shock
'cause I made it for about two weeks;
then he sent me a bill
that knocked me flat off the wagon
and back down on my feet.
When true love knocked upon my door
she'd just barely turned fifteen
and I was a little bit nervous
if you know just what I mean.
But I've heard somewhere
that true love conquers all
and I figured that was that
then I started having dreams 'bout
being chased out of town
wearing nothing but my cowboy hat.
Well, I come through this life a stumbler, my friends
I expect to die that way
it could be twenty years from now
it could be most any day.
But if there is no whiskey and women, Lord,
behind them heavenly doors
I'm gonna take my chances down below,
and of that you can be sure.
A couple to add to the pot...
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A broken soul,
stares through a pair of watering eyes,
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or...
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Familiarity breeds contempt.
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or...
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Where do I put the books?
there's so many I could read,
but they all are filled with lies.
Where do I put the lies?
There's so many I could say,
but it seems they're in the books.
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The only ones that spring to mind atm... if anyone knows where they are from please try and guess ;)
oh, yeah, of course there is always...
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Ma Na Ma Na
doo doo doo doo doo
Ma Na Ma Ma
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This silly song always makes me smile. I guess that's a life changer...
Comb your hair and paint and powder
You act proud and I'll act prouder
You sing loud and I'll sing louder
Tonight we're settin' the woods on fire
You my gal and I'm your feller
Dress up in your frock of yeller
I'll look swell but you'll look sweller
Settin' the woods on fire
We'll take in all the honkey tonks
Tonight we're having fun
We'll show the folks a brand new dance
That never has been done
I don't care who thinks we're silly
You be Daffy and I'll be Dilly
We'll order up two bowls of chili
Settin' the woods on fire
I'll gas up my hot rod stocker
We'll get hotter than a poker
You'll be broke but I'll be broker
Tonight we're settin' the woods on fire
We'll sit close to one another
Up one street and down the other
We'll have a time Oh brother
Settin' the woods on fire
We'll put aside a little time
To fix a flat or two
My tires and tubes are doing fine
But the air is showing through
You clap hands and I'll start bowing
We'll do all the law's allowin'
Tomorrow I'll be right back plowing
Settin' the woods on fire
-Hank Williams Sr.
by Queens of the Stone Age
Well I’ve got a secret, I cannot say
A modern movement to give it away
You’ve got somethin that I understand
Hold it in tightly, call on command
Leap of faith, do you doubt?
Cut you in I just cut you out
Whatever you do
Don’t tell anyone
Whatever you do
Don’t tell anyone
Look for reflections, in your face
Canine devotion, time can’t erase
Out on the corner or locked in your room
I never believe them and I never assume
Stuck in believe, there is a lie
Promise is promise, an eye for an eye
But we’ve got something to reveal
No one can know how we feel
Whatever you do
Don’t tell anyone
Whatever you do
Don’t tell anyone
I think you already know
How far I’d go not to say
You know the art isn't gone
And I’m taking our song to the grave
From the Album: "Add It Up" Track #16
Dance Motherfucker Dance
When I say dance, you best dance motherfucker
dance
dance motherfucker dance
dance motherfucker dance
dance motherfucker dance
I say dance
dance motherfucker dance
dance motherfucker dance
I say dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, whohoo...
you suckin' ugly motherfucker dance
dance
dance motherfucker dance
dance motherfucker dance
dance motherfucker dance
I say dance
dance motherfucker dance
dance motherfucker dance
I say dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, whohoo...
you suckin' ugly motherfucker dance
you suckin' ugly motherfucker dance
dance
dance motherfucker dance
dance motherfucker dance
dance motherfucker dance
I say dance
dance motherfucker dance
dance motherfucker dance
I say dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, oh...
you're such an ugly motherfucker dance
I say dance
dance motherfucker dance
dance motherfucker dance
dance motherfucker dance
I say dance
dance motherfucker dance
dance motherfucker dance
I say dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, whohoo...
you're such an ugly motherfucker dance
Gordon Gano: Vocal, Guitar
Brian Ritchie: Bass, Vocal
Victor DeLorenzo: Drums, Vocal
Caleb Alexander: Tenor Sax
Sigmund Snopek III: Trombone, Piano
Peter balistreri: Baritone Sax
Recorded at Stebbing Studio, Auckland, NZ
*Previously released only as a B-Side in Germany and Australia
Written by Voot Warnings, Glenn Rehse, and John Frankovic
© Gorno Music reprinted without permission
He he. I was thiking more like Peter Gabriel
Hans plays with Lotte, Lotte plays with Jane
Jane plays with Willi, Willi is happy again
Suki plays with Leo, Sacha plays with Britt
Adolf builts a bonfire, Enrico plays with it
It's a knockout
If looks could kill, they probably will
In games without frontiers-war without tears
Games without frontiers-war without tears
Jeux sans frontieres
Jeux sans frontieres
Jeux sans frontieres
Andre has sa red flag, Chiang Ching's is blue
They all have hills to fly them on except for Lin Tai Yu
Dressing up in costumes, playing silly games
Hiding out in tree-tops shouting out rude names
It's a knockout
If looks could kill they probably will
In games without frontiers-wars without tears
If looks could kill they probably will
In games without frontiers-war without tears
Games without frontiers-war without tears
Jeux sans frontieres
Jeux sans frontieres
Jeux sans frontieres
Whereas, breakbeats have been the
missing link connection the diasporic
community to its drum woven past
Whereas, the quanitised drum has allowed
the whirling mathematitions to calculate
the ever changing distance between rock and stardom.
Whereas, the velocity of spinning vinyl,
cross-faded, spun backwards, and re-
released at the same given moment of
recorded history yet, at a different
moment in time’s continuum has allowed
history to catch up with the present.
We do hereby declare reality unkempt
by the changing standards of dialogue.
Statements such as “keep it real”, espe-
cially when punctuating or anticipating
modes of ultra-violence inflicted
psychologically or physically or depict-
ing an unchanging rule of events. will
henceforth be seen as retro-active and not
representative of the individually deter-
mined is.
Furthermore, as determined by the
collective consciousness of this state of
being and the lessened distance between
thought patterns and thier secular
manifestations, the rule of men as
listening recepticles is to be increased by a
number no less than 70 percent of the
current enlisted as vocal aggressors.
Motherfuckers better realise, now is the
time to self actualise.
We have found evidence that hip hop’s
standard 85 rpm when increased by a
number at least half the rate of its
standard or decreased to 3/4s of its speed
may be a determining factor in heighten-
ing consciousness.
Studies show that when a given norm is
changed in the face of the unchangeing the
remaining contradictions will parallel
the truth.
Equate rhyme with reason Sun with
season.
Your cyclical relationship to phenomena
has encouraged scholars to erase the
centers of periods thus symbolising the
non-linear character of cause and effect.
Reject mediocrity.
Your current frequencies of understand-
ing outwiegh that which has been given
for you to understand.
The current standard is the equivalent of
an adolescent restricted to the diet of an
infant. The rapidly changing body would
acquire dysfunctional and deformative
symptoms and could not properly mature
on a diet of apple sause and crushed
pears.
Light years of interchangeable with
years of living in darkness
The role of darkness is not to be seen as
or equated with ignorance but with the
unknown and the mysteries of the unseen
Thus, in the name of:
ROBESON, GOD’S SON, HURSTON
AHKENATION, HATHSHEPUT
BLACKFOOT, HELEN
LENNON, KHALO, KALI, THE THREE
MARIAS, TARA, LILITH, LOURDE
WHITMAN, BALDWIN, GINSBERG,
KAUFMAN, LUMUMBA, GHANDI
GIBRAN, SHABAZZ, SIDDHARTHA
MEDUSA, GUEVARA
GURDJIEFF, RAND, WRIGHT
BANNEKER, TUBMAN, HAMER
HOLIDAY, DAVIS, COLTRANE,MOR-
RISON, JOPLIN, DUBOIS, CLARKE
SHAKESPEARE, RACHMANINOV
ELLINGTON, CARTER, GAYE
HATHOWAY, HENDRIX, KUTI, DICK-
ERSON, RIPPERTON, MARY, ISIS
THERESA, PLATH, RUMI, FELLINI
MICHAUX, NOSTRADAMUS
NEFERTITI, LA ROCK, SHIVA, GANE-
SHA, YEMAJA, OSHUN, OBATALA
OGUN, KENNEDY, KING, FOUR LIT-
TLE GIRLS, HIROSHIMA, NAGASA-
KI, KELLER, BIKO, PERONE
MARLEY, SHAKUR, THOSE WHO
BURNED, THOSE STILL AFLAMED,
AND THE COUNTLESS UNNAMED
We claim the present as the pre-sent as
the hereafter we are unravelling our
navels so that we may ingest the sun.
We are not afraid of the darkness we trust
that the moon shall guide us.
We are determining the future at this
very moment.
We now know that the heart is the
philosopher’s stone
Our music is our alchemy
We stand as the manifested equivalent
of 5 buckets of water and a handful of
minerals, thus, realizing that those very
buckets turned upside down supply the
percussive factor of forever
If you must count to keep the beat
the count
Find your mantra and awaken your
subconscious
Curve your circles counterclockwise
Use you cipher to decipher coded
language manmade laws
Climb waterfalls and trees commune with
nature snakes and bees
Let your children name themselves and
claim themselves as the new day for
today we are determined to be the chan-
nelers of these changing frequencies into
songs, paintings, writings, dance, drama
photography, carpentry crafts, love
and love
We enlist every instrument: acuostic,
electronic
Every so-called race, gender, sexual
preference
Every per-son as beings of sound to
acknowledge thier responsiblity to uplift
the consciousness of the entire
fucking world
Any utterance un-aimed will be
disclaimed, will be maimed - two rappers
slain
Any utterance un-aimed will be dis-
claimed, will maimed - two rappers
slain.
Kindred spirits moving along the spiral
I can see you up on another level
It's too great a fall
And I can't reach you to pull me higher
But I don't seem to get much closer or any more far
What would you tell me, if I could hear you speaking?
If you could touch me, how would I know the feeling?
I just can't imagine
But I try to do it anyway
I wish I was moving faster, I wish you'd drift back
But it just wasn't meant to happen
Very soon I'll have to
Face the fact
Some things never come together
Parallel lines running on forever
And you can't turn back
There is never any starting over
Parallel lines never do cross over
It's a challenge
Gotta make myself remember
Facing the truth, well, that doesn't mean surrender
What is bravado and how much is a force of will?
I know that the world is full of opposites that attract
But unless we ignore the physics
Very soon we'll have to
So I send you the gift of empathy
If you'd once in your life acknowledge me
I have visualized so thoroughly
That when I think of me I think of we
Can't face the truth
It means that we must surrender
Understanding won't satisfy the hunger
It whittles away at the destiny we fulfill
And like an animal running wild
You can't call it back
And it's just gonna make it harder
When it's finally time to
It's like a train that's stuck running on a track
Parallel lines running on, running on, running on
"Parallel Lines" from the "Nearly Human" album, Todd Rundgren
And while I'm at the Rundgren lyrics site, and mindful of some of the automotive testosterone that's displayed here once in a while, here's one just for fun:
I am the Emperor of the Highway
I wield the Universal Will
One might chance to overlook on my Divineness
Unless I'm sitting in the Imperial Poupe de Ville
I am the Emperor of the Highway
Strapped with foolish mortals such as these
I need never indicate my intentions
I can stop and go and turn just as I please
For I am the Emperor of the Highway
Hold!
Methinks that thou hast driven too far
I am the Royal Prince of Foreign Sports Cars
Better that I should drive a wheelchair or jog
Than to be blown off by a Regal Road Hog
I am the Emperor of the Highway
(Where did you ever get that gas sucking pig of a car?)
This time my friend, you are outclassed
(Any real man would drive a stick shift)
For my uncle is the Duke of the State Police
(Cut me off again and I will punch your lights out)
And he will place his Royal Boot upon your Ass
(This is my exit, we shall meet another day)
Don't forget who's Emperor of the Highway
For I am the Emperor of the Highway!
Lyrics lose a lot without the performance sometimnes....
And you open your door and step inside,
Were inside our hearts.
Imagine your pain as a white ball of healing light,
Thats right, your pain.
The pain itself, is a white ball of healing light....
I dont think so...
This is your life,
Good to the last drop.
It doesn't get any better than this.
This is your life, and its ending one minute at a time.
This isnt a seminar,
This isnt a weekend retreat.
Where you are now, you can't even imagine what the bottom will be like.
Only after disaster can we be ressurected.
It's only after you have lost everything, that you're free to do anything.
Nothing is static.
Nothing is evolving.
Everything is falling apart.
This is your life.
Doesnt get any better than this.
This is your life.
And its ending one minute at a time.
You are not a beautiful and unique snowflake,
You are the same decaying organic matter as everything else.
We are all part of the same compost heap.
We are the all singing, all dancing crap of the world.
You are not your bank account.
You are not the clothes you wear.
You are not the contents of your wallet.
You are not your bowel cancer.
You are not your grande latte.
You are not the car you drive.
You are not your fucking khakis.
You have to give up.
You have to give up.
You have to realise, that someday you will die.
Untill you know that....
You are useless.
I say, let me never be complete.
I say, may I never be content.
I say, deliver me from swedish furniture.
I say, deliver me from clever art.
I say, deliver me from clear skin, and perfect teeth.
I say, you have to give up.
I say evolve, and let the chips fall where they may.
This is your life.
Doesn't get any better than this.
This is your life.
And it's ending one minute at a time.
You have to give up.
You have to give up.
I want you to hit me as hard as you can.
I want you to hit me as hard as you can.
If this is your first night at Fight Club.....
you have to fight.
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Nevermind. to any who saw the song i originally posted, i apologise. it was inappropriate given the recent loss suffered by several on this board.
how bout this one instead?
Solsbury Hill by Peter Gabriel
Climbing up on Solsbury Hill
I could see the city lights
Wind was blowing, time stood still
Eagle flew out of the night
He was something to observe
Came in close; I heard a voice
Standing, stretching every nerve
I had to listen; had no choice
I did not believe the information
Just had to trust imagination
My heart going boom boom boom
Son, he said, grab your things I've come to take you home
To keep in silence I resigned
My friends would think I was a nut
Turning water into wine
Open doors would soon be shut
So I went from day to day
Though my life was in a rut
Till I thought of what I'd say
And which connection I should cut
I was feeling part of the scenery
I walked right out of the machinery
My heart going boom boom boom
Son, he said, grab your things I've come to take you home
When illusion spin her net
I'm never where I want to be
And liberty she pirouette
When I think that I am free
Watched by empty silhouettes
Who close their eyes but still can see
No one taught them etiquette
So I will show another me
Today I don't need a replacement
I'll show them what the smile on my face meant
My heart going boom boom boom
Hey, I said, you can keep my things they've come to take me home
i love it when gabriel sings it, and i really enjoy sarah mclachlans rendition
~james
Sam Stone
by John Prine
Sam Stone came home,
To the wife and family
After serving in the conflict overseas.
And the time that he served,
Had shattered all his nerves,
And left a little shrapnel in his knees.
But the morphine eased the pain,
And the grass grew round his brain,
And gave him all the confidence he lacked,
With a purple heart and a monkey on his back.
There's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes,
Jesus Christ died for nothin I suppose.
Little pitchers have big ears,
Don't stop to count the years,
Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios.
Sam Stone's welcome home
Didn't last too long.
He went to work when he'd spent his last dime
And soon he took to stealing
When he got that empty feeling
For a hundred dollar habit without overtime.
And the gold roared through his veins
Like a thousand railroad trains,
And eased his mind in the hours that he chose,
While the kids ran around wearin' other peoples' clothes...
There's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes,
Jesus Christ died for nothin I suppose.
Little pitchers have big ears,
Don't stop to count the years,
Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios.
Sam Stone was alone
When he popped his last balloon,
Climbing walls while sitting in a chair.
Well, he played his last request,
While the room smelled just like death,
With an overdose hovering in the air.
But life had lost it's fun,
There was nothing to be done,
But trade his house that he bought on the GI bill,
For a flag-draped casket on a local hero's hill.
There's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes,
Jesus Christ died for nothin I suppose.
Little pitchers have big ears,
Don't stop to count the years,
Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios.
Yankee Doodle went to town / A-ridin' on his pony / Stuck a feather in his cap / And called it macaroni.
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They've given me a mission
I don't really know the game yet
I'm bent on submission
Religion is to blame
I'm the new messiah
Death Angel with a gun
Dangerous in my silence
Deadly to my cause
Speak to me the pain you feel
Speak the word
The word is all of us
I've given my life to become what I am
To preach the new beginning
To make you understand
To reach some point of order
Utopia in mind, you've got to learn
To sacrifice, to leave what's now behind
Speak to me the pain you feel
Speak the word
The word is all of us
Speak the word
The word is all of us
Seven years of power
The corporation claw
The rich control the government, the media the law
To make some kind of difference
Then everyone must know
Eradicate the fascists, revolution will grow
The system we learn says we're equal under law
But the streets are reality, the weak and poor will fall
Let's tip the power balance and tear down their crown
Educate the masses, We'll burn the White House down
Speak to me the pain you feel
Speak to me the pain you feel
Speak the word [Revolution]
The word is all of us
Speak the word [Revolution]
The word is all of us
Speak the word
The word is all of us
Speak the Word
The word is all of us
Speak
I like this ditty.Its great with a bossa nova beat. I first heard it played by Texas guy Gary Primich, but its much older by B. Russell and J.B. Brooks. I think it may have been from an old movie. Any buffs out there know?
"You came a long way from Saint Louis.
You climbed the ladder of success.
I've seen the town and country cars that were parked out in front of your fancy address."
"You came a long way from Saint Louis
And broke a lot of hearts between.
I've seen a lot of gloomy guys that were doin' alright til you came on the scene."
"You came here from the middle west, certainly impressed the population here abouts.
But I've got news for you, I'm from Missouri too, and naturally I've got my doubts."
"You've got 'em droppin' by the wayside, a feelin' I don't wanna know.
You came a long way from Missouri but baby you still got a long way to go."
One of my favorite songs ever:
"Screenwriter's Blues" Ruby Vroom Soul Coughing
Exits to freeways
twisted like knots
on the fingers
jewels cleaving
skin between
breasts.
Your Cadillac breathes
four hundred horses
over blue lines
you are going
to Reseda
to make love
to a model
from Ohio
whose real name
you don't
know
you spin
like the cadillac was
overturning down a
cliff on television
and the radio is on
and the radioman is speaking
and the radioman says
women were a curse
so men built Paramount
studios
and men built Columbia
studios
and men built
Los Angeles
it is 5 am
and you are listening
to Los Angeles
And the radioman says
it is a beautiful night out there!
And the radioman says
Rock and Roll lives!
And the radioman says
it is a beautiful night out there
in Los Angeles
you live
in Los Angeles
and you are going to
Reseda; we are all
in some way or
another going to
Reseda someday
to die
and the radioman
laughs because
the radioman fucks
a model too
Gone savage
for teenagers with
automatic weapons and
boundless love
gone savage for
teenagers who are
aesthetically pleasing
in other words
fly
Los Angeles beckons
the teenagers
to come to her
on buses;
Los Angeles loves
love
it is 5 am
and you are listening
to Los Angeles
I am going to
Los Angeles
to built a screenplay about
lovers who
murder each
other
I am going to
Los Angeles
to see my own
name on a
screen, five feet
long and luminous
as the radioman says
it is 5 am
and the sun has charred
the other side of
the world and come
back to us
and painted the smoke
over our heads
an imperial violet
it is 5 am
and you are listening
to Los Angeles.
You are listening.
You are listening.
You are listening.
You are listening.
Smile though your heart is aching;
Smile even though it's breaking.
When there are clouds in the sky, you'll get by.
If you smile through your fear and sorrow,
Smile and maybe tomorrow,
You'll see the sun come shining through for you.
Light up your face with gladness,
Hide every trace of sadness.
Although a tear may be ever so near,
That's the time you must keep on trying,
Smile, what's the use of crying?
You'll find that life is still worthwhile,
If you just smile.
Instrumental Interlude
That's the time you must keep on trying,
Smile, what's the use of crying?
You'll find that life is still worthwhile
If you just smile
:)
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First recorded by Nat King Cole in 1955
Later recorded by Natalie Cole in the 1991 album, Unforgettable With Love
Also recorded by Michael Jackson on History
Also recorded by Robert Downey Jr. for the 1992 film Chaplin
Lyrics by John Turner and Geoffrey Parsons
Music written by Charlie Chaplin for his 1936 silent movie classic, Modern Times
The Police, Synchronicity II
Another suburban family morning
Grandmother's screaming at the walls
We have to shout above the din of our Rice Krispies
We can't hear anything at all
Mother chants her litany of boredom and frustration
But we know all her suicides are fake
Daddy only stares into the distance
There's only so much more that he can take
Many miles away, something crawls from the slime
At the bottom of a dark Scottish lake
Another industrial ugly morning
The factory belches filth into the skies
He walks unhindered through the picket lines today
He doesn't think to wonder why
The secretaries pout and preen like cheap tarts on a red light street
But all he ever thinks to do is watch.
And every single meeting with his so-called "superior"
Is a humiliating kick in the crotch
Many miles away, something crawls to the surface
Of a dark Scottish loch
Another working day has ended
Only the rush-hour hell to face
Packed like lemmings into shiny metal boxes
Contestants in a suicidal race
Daddy grips the wheel and stares alone into the distance
He knows that something, somewhere, has to break
He sees the family home now, looming in his headlights
The pain upstairs that makes his eyeballs ache
Many miles away, there's a shadow on the door
On a cottage on the shore of a dark Scottish lake
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Kinda cool for a song about a guy that comes home and kills his family, I thought.
As around the sun the earth knows she's revolving
And the rosebuds know to bloom in early May
Just as hate knows love's the cure
You can rest your mind assure
That I'll be loving you always
As now can't reveal the mistery of tomorrow
But in passing will grow older every day
Just as all is born is new
Do you know what I say is true
That I'll be loving you always
Until the rainbow burns the stars out in the sky
ALWAYS
Until the ocean covers every mountain high
ALWAYS
Until the dolphin flies and parrots live at sea
ALWAYS
Until we dream of life and life becomes a dream
Did you know that true love asks for nothing
Her acceptance is the way we pay
Did you know that life has given love a guarantee
To last through forever and another day
Just as time knew to move on since the beginning
And the seasons know exactly when to change
Just as kindness knows no shame
Know through all your joy and pain
That I'll be loving you always
As today I know I'm living but tomorrow
Could make me the past but that I mustn't fear
For I'll know deep in my mind
The love of me I've left behind
Cause I'll be loving you always
Until the day is night and night becomes the day
ALWAYS
Until the trees and sea just up and fly away
ALWAYS
Until the day that 8x8x8 is 4
ALWAYS
Until the day that is the day that are no more
Did you know you're loved by somebody?
Until the day the earth starts turning right to left
ALWAYS
Until the earth just for the sun denies itself
I'll loving you forever
Until dear Mother Nature says her work is through
ALWAYS
Until the day that you are me and I am you
AL~~~~~WA~~~~~~~~~AA~~~~~~~~~AA~~~
Until the rainbow burns the stars out in the sky
~~~~~~~~~~AA~~~~~~~~~AA~~~~~~~~~AA~~~
Until the ocean covers every mountain high
~~~AA~~~~~~~~~AA~~~~~~~~~YS
We all know sometimes life's hates and troubles
Can make you wish you were born in another time and space
But you can bet your life times that and twice its double
That God knew exactly where he wanted you to be placed
So make sure when you say you're in it but not of it
You're not helping to make this earth a place sometimes called Hell
Change your words into truths and then change that truth into love
And maybe our children's grandchildren
And their great-great grandchildren will tell
I want somebody to share
Share the rest of my life
Share my innermost thoughts
Know my intimate details
Someone who'll stand by my side
And give me support
And in return
She'll get my support
She will listen to me
When I want to speak
About the world we live in
And life in general
Though my views may be wrong
They may even be perverted
She'll hear me out
And won't easily be converted
To my way of thinking
In fact she'll often disagree
But at the end of it all
She will understand me
Aaaahhhhh....
I want somebody who cares
For me passionately
With every thought and
With every breath
Someone who'll help me see things
In a different light
All the things I detest
I will almost like
I don't want to be tied
To anyone's strings
I'm carefully trying to steer clear of
Those things
But when I'm asleep
I want somebody
Who will put their arms around me
And kiss me tenderly
Though things like this
Make me sick
In a case like this
I'll get away with it
Aaaahhhhh....
written by M L Gore, from the Depeche Mode album Some Great Reward
Only When I Lose Myself
Lead singer: David Gahan Songwriter: Martin L. Gore
Publishing credit: ©1998 Grabbing Hands Music Overseas/EMI Music Publishing Ltd. All rights
reserved. Lyrics electronically reprinted with
permission.
It's only when I lose myself in someone else
That I find myself
I find myself
Something beautiful is happening inside for me
Something sensual, it's full of fire and mystery
I feel hypnotised
I feel paralysed
I have found heaven
There's a thousand reasons
Why I shouldn't spend my time with you
For every reason not to be here
I can think of two
To keep me hanging on
Feeling nothing's wrong
Inside your heaven
It's only when I lose myself in someone else
That I find myself
I find myself
I can feel the emptiness inside me
Fade and disappear
There's a feeling of contentment
Now that you are here
I feel satisfied
I belong inside
Your velvet heaven
Did I need to sell my soul for pleasure like this
Did I have to lose control to treasure your kiss
Did I need to place my heart in the palm of your hand
Before I could even start to understand
It's only when I lose myself in someone else
That I find myself
I find myself
*sigh*....oh sorry. DM night in the Sycamore kingdom! *watching the Singles DVD* :D
"Cat Scratch Fever"
Well I don't know where they come from but they sure do come
I hope they're comin' for me
And I don't know how they do it but they sure do it well
I hope they're doin' it for free
They give me cat scratch fever
cat scratch fever
Well the first time that I got it I was just ten years old
I got it from some kitty next door
Well I went and seen the doctor and he gave me the cure
I think I got it some more
They give me cat scratch fever
cat scratch fever
I got it bad scratch fever
cat scratch fever
It's nothing dangerous, I feel no pain
I got to cha-cha-change
You know you got it when you're goin' insane
It makes a grown man cry, cry, oh won't you make my bed
Well I make a pussy purr with the stroke of my hand
They know they're gettin' it from me
And they know just where to go when they need they're lovin' man
They know I'm doin' it for free
I give 'em cat scratch fever
cat scratch fever
cat scratch fever
cat scratch fever
cat scratch fever
cat scratch fever- Courtesy of the greatest singer and songwriter of all time, with the exception of Elvis I think.:)
Woody Guthrie for my political side:
"This Land is your Land"
This land is your land, this land is my land
From California to the New York Island
From the redwood forest to the Gulf Stream water
This land was made for you and me
As I was walkin', that ribbon of highway
I saw above me, that endless skyway
I saw below me, that golden valley
I said this land was made for you and me
I've roamed and rambled and I followed my footsteps
To the sparkling sand of her diamond desert
And all around me, a voice was sounding:
This land was made for you and me
Down in the city, in the shadow of the steeple
By the relief office, I saw my people
As they stood there hungry I stood there whistling:
This land was made for you and me
As I went walking, I saw a sign there
And on that sign it said "Private Property"
But on the other side it didn't say nothin'
That side was made for you and me !
Nobody living can ever stop me
As I go walking my freedom highway
Nobody living can make me turn back, cuz
This land was made for you and me
The sun came shining, and I was strolling
And the wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling
As the fog was lifting, a voice was chanting:
This land was made for you and me
and Bright Eyes for my listened to the Cure too much growing up side:
"When the Curious Girl Realizes She is Under Glass"
Tomorrow when I wake up
I’m finding my brother
And I'm making him take me back down to the water
That lake where we sailed, and we laughed with our father
I will not desert him
I will not desert him
No matter how I may wish for a coffin so clean
Or these trees to undress all their leaves onto me
I put my face in the dirt and then finally I'll see
The sky that has been avoiding me.
Well I started this letter
I’m going to send it to Aruba
It'll be blessed by her eyes on the Gulf Coast of Florida
With her feet in the sand,
And one hand on her swimsuit,
She'll recite the prayer of my pen
Saying, "Time take us forward.
Relief from this longing.
They can land that plane on my heart;
I don’t care.
Just give me November,
The warmth of a whisper,
In the freezing darkness of my room."
But no matter what I would do in an attempt to replace
All these pills that I take, trying to balance my brain
See the curious girl with that look on her face
So surprised she stares out from her display case
I remember that one. It brings back such pleasent memories before I ever thought to allow this body and mind to become what it is today. Not that I would take any of it back.:)
Easy To Be Hard (from the musical "Hair")
How can people be so heartless
How can people be so cruel
Easy To Be Hard; Easy to be cold
Oh, how can people have no feelings
How can they ignore their friends
Easy to be proud; Easy to say no
And especially people who care about strangers
Who care about evil and social injustice
Do you only care about the bleeding crowd?
How about a needing friend?
I need a friend...
How can people be so heartless
You know I'm hung up on you
Easy to give in; Easy to help out
Oh, and especially people who care about strangers
Who care about evil and social injustice
Do you only care about the bleeding crowd?
How about a needing friend?
I need a friend...
How can people have no feelings
How can they ignore their friends
Easy to be hard; Easy to be cold
Easy to be proud;
Easy to say no.
I remember that one used to make me sort of cry, without the tears. I can really relate to this day, timeless.
When I was slacking in high school, and already writing songs for the new mellinium during class I stared out of a window at a bunch of cheer leaders happily rehearsing and other classmates thrashing around a ball field. Only I wasn't happy or healthy like the other kids, and it really wasn't my fault. It was on a day like this I penned the vocals for songs that wouldn't be released for at least 14 tears later. The group is called "Creed".
Boo-yahn rey woomah,
Wha rong wi yah
Booyan rey wah
Wha ya dry da-do?
-Boogie on Regae Woman, Stevie Wonder
No, listen to the song!
==
Seriously, all i could think of is "Mofo" from the U2 album 'Pop'.
"Mofo"
lookin' for to save my soul
lookin' in the places where no flowers grow
lookin' for to fill that GOD shaped hole
mother mother sucking rock and roll
(been around the back... been around the front)
holy dunc, spacejunk comin' in for the splash
white dpoes on punk staring into the flash
lookin' for baby Jesus under the trash
mother mother suckin' rock and roll
mother [scat singing] rock and roll
mother am i still your son, you know i've waited for so long to hear you say so
mother you left and made me someone
now i'm still a child but no one tells me no
lookin' for a sound that's gonna drown out the world
lookin' for the father of my two little girls
got the swing got the sway got my straw in lemonade
still looking for the face I had before the world was made
mother mother sucking rock and roll
bubble poppin' sugar droppin' rock and roll
[scat singing]
woo me sister
move me brother
soothe me mother
rule me father
show me mother
days passin
around each other
Something about the line "...no one tells me 'no' " makes me think about how my life has turned out so far outside the influence of my parents ['bout to the halfway mark].
I'm not really into music but I used to listen to the Missing Persons and thought this was cool.
Something feels so strange tonight
It's not wrong but it's just not right
Some hidden complications fill me with hesitation
And it gets so dark in here
I can't see through doubts and fears
Walled in by expectation I need a deviation
a change in perspective alternative view
to help me see clearly- observe something new
All i want is a window to look through
All i need is a window to look through
It's the only thing that i wanna do anyway
All i want is a window to look through
All i need is a window to look through
It's the only thing that i really wanna do anyway
Outside the world is dangerous
it's hard to find someone to trust
Fills me with reservation
Drives me into hibernation
I watch what's going on
but i don't want to belong
leave my my introspection
safely behind protection
All i want is a window to look through
All i need is a window to look through
It's the only thing that i wanna do anyway
All i want is a window to look through
All i need is a window to look through
It's the only thing that i really wanna do anyway
Looking through windows at the world
Looking through windows at the world
Safe behind windows from the world
Safe behind windows from the world
Watching my window world go by
Watching my window world go by
Without my window who am i?
Without my window who am i?
All i want is a window to look through
All i need is a window to look through
It's the only thing that i wanna do anyway
All i want is a window to look through
All i need is a window to look through
It's the only thing that i really wanna do anyway
Originally posted by slang
I'm not really into music but I used to listen to the Missing Persons and thought this was cool.
OMG, I used to love that song. It worked well with the chicks too. any guy who liked Missing Persons in the early 80's was, well, was "in" with the chicks - if ya know what I mean.
And the Clash, ahhh the good ol' days. ;)
mw
That's funny...Slang was into Missing Persons...who woulda thunk it?
"Nobody walks in LA..."
These lyrics are 23 years old, but I think they're surprisingly relevant today.
"The Spirit of Radio" -- Rush
Begin the day with a friendly voice
A companion unobtrusive
Plays the song that's so elusive
And the magic music makes your morning mood
Off on your way hit the open road
There is magic at your fingers
For the spirit ever lingers
Undemanding contact in your happy solitude
Invisible airwaves crackle with life
Bright antennae bristle with the energy
Emotional feedback on timeless wavelength
Bearing a gift beyond price, almost free
All this machinery making modern music
Can still be open-hearted
Not so coldly charted
It's really just a question of your honesty
Yeah, your honesty
One likes to believe in the freedom of music
But glittering prizes and endless compromises
Shatter the illusion of integrity
Invisible airwaves crackle with life
Bright antennae bristle with the energy
Emotional feedback on timeless wavelength
Bearing a gift beyond price, almost free
For the words of the profits were written on the studio wall
Concert hall
And echoes with the sounds of salesmen
Of salesman
Hallowed Be Thy Name
- Iron Maiden
I'm waiting in my cold cell, when the bell begins to chime.
Reflecting on my past life and it doesn't have much time.
'Cause at 5 o'clock they take me to the Gallows pole,
The sands of time for me are running low.
When the priest comes to read me the last rites,
I take a look through the bars at the last sights,
Of a world that has gone very wrong for me.
Can it be that there's some sort of error.
Hard to stop the surmounting terror.
Is it really the end, not some crazy dream.
Somebody please tell me that I'm dreaming,
It's not so easy to stop from screaming,
The words escape me when I try to speak.
Tears flow but why am I crying,
After all I'm not afraid of dying.
Don't I believe that there never is an end.
As the guards march me out to the courtyard,
Somebody cries from a cell "God be with you".
If there's a God then why has he let me go?
As I walk all my life drifts before me,
Though the end is near I'm not sorry.
Catch my soul, it's willing to fly away.
Mark my words believe my soul lives on.
Don't worry now that I have gone.
I've gone beyond to seek the truth.
When you know that your time is close at hand.
Maybe then you'll begin to understand,
Life down here is just a strange illusion
Everyday Glory
In the house where nobody laughs
And nobody sleeps
In the house where love lies dying
And the shadows creep
A little girl hides shaking,
With her hands on her ears
Pushing back the tears,
'Til the pain disappears
Mama says some ugly words
Daddy pounds the wall
They can fight about their little girl later
Right now they don't care at all
No matter what they say...
No matter what they say...
No matter what they say...
No matter what they say...
Everyday people
Everyday shame
Everyday promise shot down in flames
Everyday sunrise
Another everyday story
Rise from the ashes and blaze
In everyday glory
In the city where nobody smiles
And nobody dreams
In the city where desperation
Drives the bored to extremes
Just one spark of decency
Against a starless night
One glow of hope and dignity
A child can follow the light
No matter what they say...
No matter what they say...
No matter what they say...
No matter what they say...
Everyday people
Everyday shame
Everyday promise shot down in flames
Everyday sunrise
Another everyday story
Rise from the ashes and blaze
In everyday glory
If the future's looking dark
We're the ones who have to shine
If there's no one in control
We're the ones who draw the line
Though we live in trying times
We're the ones who have to try
Though we know that time has wings
We're the ones who have to fly...
Originally posted by kyoryu
The Police, Synchronicity II
<snip>
Kinda cool for a song about a guy that comes home and kills his family, I thought.
Wow, is THAT what that song is about? I had no idea! I just know that I love the song.
*who also had no idea that "Every Breath You Take" was about a stalker...REALLY! I just thought it was about obsession...well, ok I suppose the two can go hand in hand*.:D
My favorite Police song, hands down, no contest...great riff, awesomely dark and brooding. And the lyrics...oh my.
Many miles awaaaaaay.
Couldn't possibly pick a favorite.
Nobody but us in here, nobody but us.:3eye:
The Randall Knife (Guy Clark)
My father had a Randall knife
My mother gave it to him
When he went off to WWII
To save us all from ruin
If you've ever held a Randall knife
Then you know my father well
If a better blade was ever made
It was probably forged in hell
My father was a good man
A lawyer by his trade
And only once did I ever see
Him misuse the blade
It almost cut his thumb off
When he took it for a tool
The knife was made for darker things
And you could not bend the rules
He let me take it camping once
On a Boy Scout jamboree
And I broke a half an inch off
Trying to stick it in a tree
I hid it from him for a while
But the knife and he were one
He put it in his bottom drawer
Without a hard word one
There it slept and there it stayed
For twenty some odd years
Sort of like Excalibur
Except waiting for a tear
My father died when I was forty
And I couldn't find a way to cry
Not because I didn't love him
Not because he didn't try
I'd cried for every lesser thing
Whiskey, pain and beauty
But he deserved a better tear
And I was not quite ready
So we took his ashed out to sea
And poured `em off the stern
And threw the roses in the wake
Of everything we'd learned
When we got back to the house
They asked me what I wanted
Not the lawbooks not the watch
I need the things he's haunted
My hand burned for the Randall knife
There in the bottom drawer
And I found a tear for my father's life
And all that it stood for
No change, I can change
I can change, I can change
But I'm here in my mold
I am here in my mold
But I'm a million different people
from one day to the next
I can't change my mold
No, no, no, no, no
ooh...the verve...great song.
spooky group, good song. The one good song, far as I know.
Wow, slang hip on The Verve? Who knew?
Originally posted by sycamore
Wow, slang hip on The Verve?
I dont get out much
now but I used to get out often.
Originally posted by slang
spooky group, good song. The one good song, far as I know.
Have you heard the album that song is from? I think thats one of the weaker songs on that disc (minority opinion). 'Sonnet' is my favourite song by The Verve. Same disc. Listen to it. :)
Verve fans may also enjoy Starsailor. That is all
The CD with BSS on it was not great IMO. I remember hearing the song Sonnet. Thats the only other tune that sounds familiar though.
The Verve "experiement" was an attempt to listen to something other than Jock Jams 1,2 & 3.
BSS was getting a lot of airplay at a time that was tough for me personally. I listen to it now mainly as a reminder that things change and possibly improve.
Originally posted by perth
'Sonnet' is my favourite song by The Verve.
ooh ooh...me too! very cool.
Enigma - Silence Must Be Heard
People talk too much, for what they have to say
Words, without a meaning, just fading away
Silence must be heard!
I have snippets of song lyrics scrawled all over the back of my binder - a useful bored-in-class hobby. Here's my two favorites:
"The north is to south
What the clock is to time.
There's east and there's west
And there's everywhere life.
I know I was born and
I know that I'll die.
The in-between is mine.
I am mine." - Pearl Jam, "I Am Mine"
--and--
"Money is the key to end all your woes
Your ups, your downs, your highs and your lows
Won't you tell me the last time that love bought ya clothes?
It's like that, and that's the way it is." - Run-D.M.C. - "It's Like That"
if you have never heard the acoustic version of this song i HIGHLY recommend it....amazing.
don't follow - alice in chains
Hey, I ain't never coming home
Hey, I'll just wander my own road
Hey, I can't meet you here tomorrow
Say goodbye don't follow
Misery so hollow
Hey you, you're livin' life full throttle
Hey you, pass me down that bottle, yeah
Hey you, you can't shake me round now
I get so lost and don't know how, yeah
And it hurts to care, I'm going down
Forgot my woman, lost my friends
Things I'd done and where I've been
Sleep in sweat the mirrors cold
See my face it's growin' old
Scared to death no reason why
Do whatever to get me by
Think about the things I said
Read the page it's cold and dead
Take me home (5x)
Say goodbye Don't follow
Have you ever thought about your soul - can it be saved?
Or perhaps you think that when you're dead you just stay in your grave
Is God just a thought within your head or is he a part of you?
Is Christ just a name that you read in a book when you were in school?
When you think about death do you lose your breath or do you keep your cool?
Would you like to see the Pope on the end of a rope - do you think he's a fool?
Well I have seen the truth, yes I've seen the light and I've changed my ways
And I'll be prepared when you're lonely and scared at the end of our days
Could it be you're afraid of what your friends might say
If they knew you believe in God above?
They should realize before they criticize
that God is the only way to love
Is your mind so small that you have to fall
In with the pack wherever they run
Will you still sneer when death is near
And say they may as well worship the sun?
I think it was true it was people like you that crucified Christ
I think it is sad the opinion you had was the only one voiced
Will you be so sure when your day is near, say you don't believe?
You had the chance but you turned it down, now you can't retrieve
Perhaps you'll think before you say that God is dead and gone
Open your eyes, just realize that he's the one
The only one who can save you now from all this sin and hate
Or will you still jeer at all you hear? Yes! I think it's too late.
-- Black Sabbath, yes Ozzy and THAT Black Sabbath
oh, yeah, of course there is always...
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Ma Na Ma Na
doo doo doo doo doo
Ma Na Ma Ma
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Rolf rules!!
That song cheers me up no matter what - especially when he goes all free style
(edit: fucked up the quote tag)
Hours
Spiral and coil into black
Some remembered, some forever gone
Tragic
We never get them all back
The relentless march of time must still go on
CHORUS
The tide is turning
Horizons burning
Your days are numbered
Your future has crumbled
Forgotten
Events obscured by the past
Without remembrance did they occur at all?
Losing
At best a tenuous grasp
And nothing below us to break the fall
(CH)
Imagine
What moments those last hours hold
Things we missed that might have changed our lives
Stranded
With no way to get home
The light around us starting to subside
"Woke Up This Morning", Alabama 3 (A3)
[And after three days of drinking with Larry Love, I jes get an inkling to go on home. So I'm walking down Coldharbour Lane, head hung low, three or four in the morning, the sun’s coming up and the birds are out singing; I let mahself into mah pad, wend my way up that spiral staircase and stretch out nice on the chesterfield. Pithecanthropus Erectus already on the CD player, and I just push that remote button to Sublimity, and I listen to the sweet sculptural rhythms of Charles Mingus, and JR Monterose and Jackie McLean duet on those saxophones and the sound makes its way out the window, mingling with the traffic noises outside, y'know, and all of a sudden I’m overcome by a feeling of brief mortality. 'Cos I’m getting on in the world, coming up on forty-one years, forty-one stony grey steps towards the grave, y'know: the box awaits its grisly load, and I’m gonna be food for worms. And just like Charles Mingus wrote that beautiful piece of music, ‘Epitaph’, for Eric Dolphy, I say ‘So long, Eric; so long, John Coltrane and Charles Mingus; so long, Duke Ellington and Lester Young; so long, Billie Holiday and Ella Fitzgerald; so long, Jimmy Reed; so long, Muddy Waters; and so long, Howlin' Wolf.’]
Woke up this morning
Got yourself a gun
Your Mama always said you'd be
The Chosen One.
She said, ‘You're one in a million
You've got to burn to shine,’
But you were born under a bad sign
With a blue moon in your eyes.
You woke up this morning
All that love had gone.
Your Papa never told you
About right and wrong.
But you're looking good, baby,
I believe that you're feeling fine—
Shame about it—
Born under a bad sign
With a blue moon in your eyes.
You woke up this morning,
The world turned upside down—
Lord above—
Thing's ain't been the same
Since the Blues walked into town.
But you're one in a million
'Cos you've got that shotgun shine—
Shame about it—
Born under a bad sign
With a blue moon in your eyes.
You woke up this morning
Got a blue moon in your eyes
Woke up this morning
Got a blue moon in your eyes
So sorry. Goddamn—
Goddamn shame about it
Mr D Wayne Love:
When you woke up this morning, everything was gone.
By half past ten your head was going ding-dong
ringing like a bell from your head down to your toes,
like some voice trying to tell you there was something you should know.
Last night you was flying but today you're so low
Ain't it times like these that make you wonder if you'll ever know
the meaning of things as they appear to the others;
wives, husbands, mothers, fathers, sisters and brothers.
Don't you wish you didn't function, wish you didn't think
beyond the next paycheck and the next little drink?
Well you do, so make up your mind to go on
'cos when you woke up this morning everything you had was gone.
When you woke up this morning
(Woke up this morning)
Woke up this morning
(Woke up this morning)
Woke up this morning
You wanna be the Chosen One.
Yes, you know it. You just can't help yourself.
When you woke up this morning
(Woke up this morning)
Woke up this morning
(Woke up this morning)
Woke up this morning
[And you did it, girl]
You got yourself a gun.
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I hate to tell you this, but I'm very, very happy.
I know that's not what you'd expect from me at all.
I'm not the kind to smile and bow out gracefully.
I always wanted to take it to the wall.
But I found somebody with a heart as big as Texas.
I found an angel with the golden wings.
She saw me down here in the dark somehow.
And everything is different now.
Yeah, I miss the old crowd sometimes,
And the wild, wild nights of running.
You know, a starving soul can't live like that for long.
You go around in circles that just keep getting smaller.
You wake up one morning and half your life is gone.
I got so tired of that; I got so lonely.
I dropped down and I called out to heaven,
"Send me someone to love."
Heaven shot back, "You get the love that you allow."
And everything is different now.
Oh, and it's sweet to know
The wisdom that living brings
Since I got a telegram from the God of Simple Things.
She said, "I don't care what you do for a living."
"I don't care what kind of car you drive."
"All I want to know right now is what do you believe in,
And what it means to you to be alive?"
"Will you stand here in this fire with me?"
"Are you ready for another life?"
I bit that bullet and took that vow,
And everything is different now.
Everything is different now.
Don Henley ~ From "Inside Job"
and
Hush now don't you cry
Wipe away the tear drops from your eye
You're lying safe in bed
It was all a bad dream
Spinning thru your head
Your mind tricked you to feel the pain
Of someone close to you leaving the game
Of life
So here it is, another chance
Wide awake, you face the day
Your dream is over...
Or has it just begun?
There's a place I like to hide
A door way that I run thru in the night
Relax child, you were there
But only didn't realize, and you were scared
It's a place where you will learn
To face your fears, retrace the years
And ride the whims of your mind
Commanding in another world
Suddenly, you hear and see
This magic new dimension
I -- will be watching over you
I -- am gonna help you see it through
I -- will protect you in the night
I -- am smiling next to you .. in Silent Lucidity
(Visualize your dreams
write them into permanent form
if you consist in your efforts
you will achieve
dream control
how is that, better?
dream control
dream control
help me)
If you open your mind for me
You won't rely on open eyes to see
The walls you built within
Come tumbling down, and a new world will begin
Living twice at once you learn
You're some from pain in the dream domain
A soul set free to fly
A round trip journey in your head
Master of illusion, can you realize
Your dream's alive, you can be the guide but...
I -- will be watching over you
I -- am gonna help you see it through
I -- will protect you in the night
I -- am smiling next to you ..
Queensryche ~ Silent Lucidity
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The Boy who wouldn't hoe corn
traditional tune
Dan Timinski has a great version with Union Station
Tell You a little story and it won't take long,
'Bout a lazy farmer who wouldn't hoe his corn.
The reason why I never could tell,
That young man was always well.
He planted his corn in the month of June.
By July it was up to his eyes.
Come September, came a big frost.
And all the young man's corn was lost.
His story, kith, had just begun.
Said: "Young man, have you hoed some corn?"
"Well I tried and I tried, and I tried in vain.
"But I don't believe I raised no grain."
He went down town to his neighbour's door.
Where he had often been before.
Sayin': "Pretty little miss, will you marry me?"
"Little miss what do you say?"
"Why do you come for me to wed?
"You, can't even make your own corn grain.
"Single I am, and will remain.
"A lazy man, I won't maintain."
He turned his back and walked away.
Sayin: "Little miss, you'll rue the day.
"You'll rue the day that you were born.
"For givin' me the devil 'cos I wouldn't hoe corn."
That is about the best worthless lazy ass loser song that I have seen ... that the song ends with him bitching about her reaction AND NOT DOING ANYTHING ABOUT IT is delightful.
Maybe not? Maybe he was going off to be the worlds best farmer and make her sorry she didn't take him while she could.
Or maybe he was going off to smoke pot and remain a failure. :D
This is one that I've been listening to a lot lately. I really identify with it right now, so that's why it's affecting me.
Hello darkness, my old friend,
I've come to talk with you again.
Because a vision softly creeping,
Left its seeds while I was sleeping.
And the vision that was planted in my brain
still remains
within the sounds of silence.
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone,
Beneath the halo of a street lamp,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence.
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more.
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening,
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one dared
Diturb the sound of silence.
"Fools," said I,"You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows.
Hear my words that I might teach you,
Take my arms that I might reach you."
But my words like silent raindrops fell,
And echoed
In the wells of silence
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made.
And the sign flashed out its warning,
In the words that it was forming.
And the signs said, The words of the prophets
are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls.
And whispered in the sounds of silence.
Murder by Numbers
Written by sting & andy summers
Once that you’ve decided on a killing
First you make a stone of your heart
And if you find that your hands are still willing
Then you can turn a murder into art
There really isn’t any need for bloodshed
You just do it with a little more finesse
If you can slip a tablet into someone’s coffee
Then it avoids an awful lot of mess
It’s murder by numbers, one, two, three
It’s as easy to learn as your abc
Murder by numbers, one, two, three
It’s as easy to learn as your abc
Now if you have a taste for this experience
And you’re flushed with your very first success
Then you must try a twosome or a threesome
And you’ll find your conscience bothers you much less
Because murder is like anything you take to
It’s a habit-forming need for more and more
You can bump off every member of your family
And anybody else you find a bore
Because it’s murder by numbers, one, two, three
It’s as easy to learn as your abc
Murder by numbers, one, two, three
It’s as easy to learn as your abc
Now you can join the ranks of the illustrious
In history’s great dark hall of fame
All our greatest killers were industrious
At least the ones that we all know by name
But you can reach the top of your profession
If you become the leader of the land
For murder is the sport of the elected
And you don’t need to lift a finger of your hand
Because it’s murder by numbers, one, two, three
It’s as easy to learn as your abc
Murder by numbers, one, two, three
It’s as easy to learn as your a, b, c, d, e
dar512. For anything I said or did and for anything I might ever say or do, to offend you in the slightest way, I am truly and deeply sorry.:worried:
My pick for meaningful lyrics for tonight: What God Wants, God Gets by Roger Waters off of the Album Amused to Death and pretty much any song from that set.
Not an album to listen to while driving on a grey day down a two lane road, alone, for miles. It'll get you thinking, probably a little too deeply, about your life.
Read this thread, hoped someone would resurrect it. :) My fav song about heroin addiction is Skid Row's Wasted Time. Kind of deep for a hair band song.
You and I together in our lives
Sacred ties would never fray
Then why can I let myself tell lies
And watch you die every day
I think back to the times
When dreams were what mattered
Tough talking youth naivete
You said you'd never let me down
But the horse stampedes and rages
In the name of desperation
Is it all just wasted time
Can you look at yourself
When you think of what
You left behind
Paranoid delusions they haunt you
Where's my friend I used to know
He's all alone
He's buried deep within a carcass
Searching for a soul
Can you feel me inside your heart
As it's bleeding
Why can't you believe you
Can be loved
I hear you scream in agony
And the horse stampedes and rages
In the name of desperation
Is it all just wasted time
Can you look at yourself
When you think of what
You left behind
(repeats some of the other lines)
The sun will rise again
The earth will turn to sand
Creation's colors seem to fade to grey
And you'll see the sickly hands of time
Will write your final rhyme
And end a memory
I never thought you'd let it get
this far, boy.
Here's a great one for the unrequited lovers amongst us...I think we know who they are...
She Loves the Jerk - John Hiatt
We've talked it to death, cryin' on the telephone.
Nights when he drinks at home, she has to whisper throught her tears.
"Johnny," she says, "you'd never do these things to me."
But I can never make her see he's wasted such precious years.
Well, "you married the wrong guy" is all I ever say.
CHORUS:
He's a no good so and so, but she'll never let him go
Though she knows it will never work, she loves the jerk.
She loves the jerk.
He was the guy always out on the make.
I guess he had what it takes to turn the heads of pretty girls.
She thought he would change; the worst of us will settle down.
But he couldn't stay out of town, not even with this precious pearl
Now she lives with the lies and the bumps and the bruises.
REPEAT CHORUS
Well, I hang up the phone and I pretend she's in my arms.
What I wouldn't give for just one-tenth of what she gives Mister Charming.
REPEAT CHORUS
He's a no good so and so, but she'll never let him go.
Though she knows it will never work, she loves the jerk
Originally posted by xoxoxoBruce
dar512. For anything I said or did and for anything I might ever say or do, to offend you in the slightest way, I am truly and deeply sorry.:worried:
Not to worry Bruce. You're a cool dude.
The part I like about that song is that you think it's all about serial killer thinking - until you get to the last verse. Then you realize it's really a political statement.
hey, what do you think this one's about?...I can't tell if it's literal or allegorical......
Blues Traveler Regarding Steven
Well I've guessed your name and I'm sure you know mine
I'd like to discuss our mutual friend
I can't help but feel that I left him behind
Does he still stay with you or did his pain ever end
I guess
I don't deserve to know
If he ever let go
I guess
I don't really need to see
If he wound up with you or did he ever break free
When we were both young, you took us in
And taught us to play survival games
He'd lost so much that you let him win
But I had a home so it just wasn't the same
I had the strength
To look you in the eye
And say goodbye
I was lucky
And I didn't have to play
Does he still stay with you or did he get away
I used what I had and I escaped
I smelled something good and I followed it's track
But all he could smell was the world that you shaped
It took all my strength and I just couldn't look back
I remember him
Calling after me
I keep that memory
The last thing he screamed aloud
Was "Hey don't you leave me alone!"
Yeah he might live with you but he called me his home
Yeah I guessed your name
And someday so will he
Cause one of these ides he's gonna break free
Cause one of these ides he's gonna break free
Cause one of these ides he's gonna break
Originally posted by lumberjim
hey, what do you think this one's about?...I can't tell if it's literal or allegorical......
I'd have to go with allegory - due to the use (twice) of the phrase "I've guessed your name". In addition, knowing the name confers the power to break free.
However, it could be a description of a real story, but presented in a metaphorical fashion.
The problem is the writer doesn't give us enough to chew on to make the distinction.
Yeah,
jinx guesses it's drugs or alcohol.......but the part about taking him in, letting him win......i dunno
Steve Earle
Jerusalem
I woke up this mornin' and none of the news was good
And death machines were rumblin' 'cross the ground where Jesus stood
And the man on my TV told me that it had always been that way
And there was nothin' anyone could do or say
And I almost listened to him
Yeah, I almost lost my mind
Then I regained my senses again
And looked into my heart to find
That I believe that one fine day all the children of Abraham
Will lay down their swords forever in Jerusalem
Well maybe I'm only dreamin' and maybe I'm just a fool
But I don't remember learnin' how to hate in Sunday school
But somewhere along the way I strayed and I never looked back again
But I still find some comfort now and then
Then the storm comes rumblin' in
And I can't lay me down
And the drums are drummin' again
And I can't stand the sound
But I believe there'll come a day when the lion and the lamb
Will lie down in peace together in Jerusalem
And there'll be no barricades then
There'll be no wire or walls
And we can wash all this blood from our hands
And all this hatred from our souls
And I believe that on that day all the children of Abraham
Will lay down their swords forever in Jerusalem
Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day, you fritter and waste the hours in an off-hand way. Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town, waiting for someone or something to show you the way.
Tired of lying in the sunshine, staying home to watch the rain.
You are young, and life is long, and there is time to kill today.
And then the one day you find, ten years have got behind you.
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun.
And you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking
and racing around to come up behind you again.
The sun is the same in the relative way, but you're older,
shorter of breath, and one day closer to death.
Every year is getting shorter. Never seem to find the time.
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines.
Hanging on in quiet desparation is the English way.
The time is gone. The song is over. Thought I'd something more to say...
must be glatt's birthday.
you feelin old?
"The sun is the same in the relative way, but you're older,
shorter of breath, and one day closer to death."
Whoa..that just hit me real hard. :(
But, it's so true.
When I was a teenager, that song always made me feel anxious. Like I was missing out, while everyone else was doing cool stuff. The line about missing the starting gun really hit home back then. But that's because I would always crank it when I was hanging out alone in my room, doing nothing. I actually was missing out when I was listening to it.
Now that I'm in my late 30s (and yes, lumberjim, my 37th birthday was on friday - good guess) it's changed its meaning. I realize I had all the time in the world when I was young. It was a blessing and a curse at the same time. Now, if I never seem to find the time to do anything for me, it's because I have a great wife and couple of wonderful little kids. They take all my time, and I freely give it to them.
So, life's a trade-off. For everything you choose, you are leaving something that you could have had. No surprise there.
This song is very powerful, and I like it for that reason. But it's also an evil song. It sows anxiety, when you should be feeling content and rejoicing in your life, simple as it may be.
happy birthday, you old bastard.
evil song?
I think it simply ( if you are paying attention to the lyrics) makes you take a look at the big picture. What's so evil about that? more of a cautionary tale
I don't care about your karma
I don't care about what's hip
No space cadet's gonna tell me what to do
I won't swim in your Jacuzzi
You can't make me settle down
I'd rather kick and jump and bite and scratch
And scream until I'm blue
I may as well be hyper
As long as I'm still around
'Cause I'll have lots of time to be laid back
When I'm six feet under ground
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
When are you
Cosmic cowboys
Gonna get it through your head
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I can't stand the smell of incense
I don't really like to jog
No Joni Mitchell eight-tracks in my car (ooh)
I hate anything organic
Even health food makes me sick
You won't catch me sipping Perrier
Down in some sushi bar
I tell you, now's the time to go for
All the gusto you can grab
You'll have plenty of time to be low key
When you're laid out on the slab
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
When are you
Cosmic cowboys
Gonna get it through your head
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I don't want no part of that vegetarian scene
I won't buy me a pair of designer jeans
No redwood hot tub to my name
I got all that I want
And if it's all the same to you
I don't need a course in self-awareness
To find out who I am
And I'd rather have a
Big Mac or a Jumbo Jack
Than all the bean sprouts in Japan
So don't ask me what I'm into
I don't need to prove I'm cool
I'll break your arm
If you ask me what's my sign
I won't tell you where my head's at
I don't need to see no shrink
Psychosis may be in this year
But I'm really not that kind
And I'm in no hurry to be casual
In fact I think I'll wait
Until I'm pushing up the daisies
(Like, wow, man, can you relate)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
I'll be mellow when I'm dead (I'll be mellow when I'm dead)
- 'Weird Al' Yankovic
Poor Weird Al.
I feel for the guy.
Seems like a dream now, it was so long ago
The moon burned so bright and the time went so slow
And I swore that I loved her and gave her a ring
The bluebird was high on the wing
Whatever happened to Saturday night
Finding a sweetheart and holding her tight?
She said,"Tell me, oh, tell me, was I all right?"
Whatever happened to Saturday night?
The years brought the railroad
It ran by my door
Now there's boards on the windows
And dust on the floor
And she passes the time at another man's side
And I pass the time with my pride
What a tangled web we weave
Go 'round with circumstance
Someone show me how to tell the dancer
From the dance
What ever happened
To Saturday night?
Choosin' a friend and loosin' a fight
She said,"Tell me, oh, tell me, are you alright?"
Whatever happened to Saturday night?
Whatever happened to Saturday night?
:(
Dave Matthews Band
Big Eyed Fish
Look at this big - eyed fish swimming in the sea oh
How it dreams to be a bird swoop and diving through the breeze
So one day caught a big old wave up on to the beach
Now he’s dead you see beneath the sea is where a fish should be
But oh God
Under the weight of life
Things seem brighter on the other side
You see this crazy man decided not to breathe
He turned red and blue - purple, colorful indeed
No matter how his friends begged and pleaded the man would not concede
And now he’s dead you see the silly man should know you got to breathe
But oh God
Under the weight of life
Things seem brighter on the other side
Oh God
Under the weight of life
Things seem so much better on the other side
No way, no way
No way out of here
You see the little monkey sitting up in his monkey tree
One day decided to climb down and run off to the city
But look at him now lost tired living in the street
As good as dead you see what a monkey does - stay up your tree
But oh God
Under the weight of life
Things seem brighter on the other side
Oh God
Under the weight of life
Things seem so much better on the other side
No way, no way, no way
No way out of here
Rain in my dreams
Fall away
One - Metallica
I can't remember anything
Can't tell if this is true or dream
Deep down inside I feel the scream
This terrible silence stops me
Now that the war is through with me
I'm waking up, I cannot see
That there's not much left of me
Nothing is real but pain now
Hold my breath as I wish for death
Oh please, God, wake me
Back in the womb it's much too real
In pumps life that I must feel
But can't look forward to reveal
Look to the time when I live
Fed through the tube that sticks in me
Just like a wartime novelty
Tied to machines that make me be
Cut this life off from me
Hold my breath as I wish for death
Oh please, God, wake me
Now the world is gone, I'm just one
Oh God, help me
Hold my breath as I pray for death
Oh please, God, kill me
Darkness, imprisoning me
All that I see
Absolute horror
I cannot live
I cannot die
Trapped in myself
Body my holding cell
Landmine has taken my sight
Taken my speech
Taken my hearing
Taken my arms
Taken my legs
Taken my soul
Left me with life in hell
This song has always hit me hard. On Sundays, my wife and I volunteer at the Vets Home, taking guys to and from church services. There is a young infantryman there, my age, in fact, that stepped on a mine and lost his arms, legs, face. His mother is there every day, bathing him, talking to him. I've driven her home on the occasions that his father couldn't get there (he's a Captain in the Air Force). I said to my wife, after she heard this song, "One wrong step, and it could have been me or anyone in the service."
I'll shut up now that i've depressed everyone......
Talking about things like this helps you to be able to keep doing them.
Is "One" the song that had the "When Johnny Got His Gun" video?
Yup, that it is, wolf. If you read the book, it is quite the look inside the thoughts of the young trooper in this condition. The video, of course, can't go into all the different things that the book went into. However, the video is certainly not a happy "everything will be fine" thing. A DVD is out called "Two Of One". If you liked the book, get the DVD. I'm not sure if the DVD has all three videos. YES! Three. The two from "Two Of One", and a video that used to be on MTV. That one starts with Jason Robards and the boy (name?) saying -
"What is Democracy?"
"It has something to do with young men killing each other, I belive."
"When it comes time, would you want me to go?"
"For Democracy, any man would give his only begotton son."
The movie is one that you don't want to see when you're depressed. But a classic, anyway.
I read the book when I was in high school, saw the movie in college, so I got the cultural context when "And Justice For All" was released.
Common People by Pulp
I heard this song sung in his unpreposessing style ....saw him (Jarvis) stood there on stage with his old brown chords and an even more ancient velvet jacket....a sheffield lad who doesnt look like much but somehow holds your attention as soon as he sidles onto the stage......The guy with the electric violin pretty much rocks too, but it all comes together because the lyrics are just so good.
:band:
She came from Greece, she had a thirst for knowledge
She studied sculpture at Saint Martin's College
That's where I caught her eye.
She told me that her Dad was loaded
I said "In that case I'll have a rum and coca-cola"
She said "fine"
And in thirty seconds time she said,
"I want to live like common people
I want to do whatever common people do,
I want to sleep with common people
I want to sleep with common people like you"
Well what else could I do?
I said "I'll see what I can do"
I took her to a supermarket
I don't know why
But I had to start it somewhere
So it started there.
I said "Pretend you've got no money"
But she just laughed
And said "oh you're so funny".
I said "yeah?
Well I can't see anyone else smiling in here".
Are you sure you want to live like common people
You want to see whatever common people see
You want to sleep with common people,
You want to sleep with common people like me.
But she didn't understand,
She just smiled and held my hand.
Rent a flat above a shop,
Cut your hair and get a job.
Smoke some fags and play some pool,
Pretend you never went to school.
But still you'll never get it right
'cos when you're laid in bed at night
Watching roaches climb the wall
If you called your Dad he could stop it all.
You'll never live like common people
You'll never do whatever common people do
You'll never fail like common people
You'll never watch your life slide out of view,
And dance and drink and screw
Because there's nothing else to do.
Sing along with the common people,
Sing along and it might just get you thru'
Laugh along with the common people
Laugh along even though they're laughing at you
And the stupid things that you do.
Because you think that poor is cool.
Like a dog lying in a corner,
They will bite you and never warn you
Look out, they'll tear your insides out
'cos everybody hates a tourist
Especially one who thinks
It's all such a laugh
Yeah!
And the chip stains' grease
Will come out in the bath
You will never understand
How it feels to live your life
With no meaning or control
And with nowhere left to go
You are amazed that they exist
And they burn so bright
Whilst you can only wonder why
Rent a flat above a shop
Cut your hair and get a job
Smoke some fags and play some pool
Pretend you never went to school
But still you'll never get it right
'cause when you're laid in bed at night
Watching roaches climb the wall
If you called your dad he could stop it all
Yeah!
You'll never live like common people
You'll never do whatever common people do
You'll never fail like common people
You'll never watch your life slide out of view
And then dance and drink and screw
Because there's nothing else to do
I want to live with common people like you.....
:band:
Downloadable here
Song download America
your head’s too big
because America
your belly’s too big
and I love you
I just wish you'd stay where you is
in America
the land of the Free, they said
and of opportunity
in a Just
and a Truthful way
but where the President is never black
or female or gay
and until that day
you’ve got nothing to say to me
to help me believe
in America
it brought you the hamburger
well America
you know where
you can shove your hamburger
and don’t you wonder
why in Estonia
they say "hey you,
you big fat pig"
"you fat pig"
"you fat pig"
Steely-blue eyes
with no love in them
scan the world
and a humorless smile
with no warmth within
greets the world
and I
I have got nothing
to offer you
just this heart deep and true
which you say you don’t need
see with your eyes
touch with your hands
please
hear through your ears
know in your soul
please
for haven’t you me with you now?
and I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
written by Stephen Patrick Morrissey
Words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup
They slither wildly as they slip away across the universe
Pools of sorrow, waves of joy are drifting through my open mind
Possessing and caressing me
Jai Guru Deva OM
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Images of broken light which dance before me like a million eyes
They call me on and on across the universe
Thoughts meander like a restless wind inside a letter box
They tumble blindly as they make their way across the universe
Jai Guru Deva OM
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Sounds of laughter shades of live are ringing through my open ears
Inciting and inviting me
Limitless undying love which shines around me like a million suns
It calls me on and on
Across the universe
Jai Guru Deva OM
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Jai Guru Deva
Jai Guru Deva
Jai Guru Deva
Jai Guru Deva
Jai Guru Deva (fade out)
~John Lennon
Beauitful...
Original Lyrics and Music by Danny Dill and Marijohn Wilkin
performed by the dave matthews band
Ten years ago, on a cold, dark night
Someone was killed beneath the town hall light
There were few at the scene
But they all agreed
That the slayer who ran
Looked a lot like me
She walks these hills in a Long Black Veil
She visits my grave when the night winds wail
Nobody knows, nobody sees, nobody knows but me
The judge said, "Son, what is your alibi?
If you were somewhere else,
Then you won't have to die."
Well, I said not a word
Though it meant my life
For I'd been in the arms
Of my best friend's wife
Oh, she walks these hills in a Long Black Veil
She visits my grave when the night winds wail
Nobody knows, nobody sees, nobody knows but me
Oh now, the scaffold was high
Eternity is near
She stood in the crowd
And shed not a tear
Oh, sometimes at night
When the cold winds blow
In a Long Black Veil
She stands over my bones
She walks these hills in a Long Black Veil
She visits my grave when the night winds wail
Nobody knows, nobody sees, nobody knows but me
She walks these hills in a Long Black Veil
She visits my grave when the night winds wail
Nobody knows, nobody sees, nobody knows but me
Nobody knows, nobody sees, nobody knows but me
Nobody knows but me...
Nobody knows...
Nobody knows...
Nobody knows... but me.
Rich Hoax - Album "Cold Fact" Sixto Rodriguez
The moon is hanging in a purple sky
Baby's sleeping while his mother sighs
Talking about the rich folks
The rich folks have the same jokes
But they park in basic places
The priest is preaching from a shallow grave
Counts his money, then he paints you saved
Talking `bout the young folks
Young folks share the same jokes
But they meet in older places
So don't tell me about your success
Nor your recipes for my happiness
Smoke in bed, I never could digest
Those illusions you claim to have going
The sun is shining as it always done
Coffin dust is the fate of everyone
Talking about the rich folks
The poor create the rich hoax
And only late breast fed fools believe it
"Looks Like Rain"
John Perry Barlow
I woke today...
And felt your side of bed
The covers were still warm where you'd been layin'.
You were gone...
My heart was filled with dread.
You might not be sleepin' here again
It's alright, 'cause I love you.
And that's not gonna change.
Run me round, make me hurt again and again.
But I'll still sing you love songs
Written in the letters of your name.
And brave the storm to come,
For it surely looks like rain.
Did you ever waken to the sound
Of street cats makin' love
And guess from their cries
You were listenin' to a fight?
Well, you know...
Hate's just the last thing they're thinkin' of.
They're only trying to make it through the night.
I only want to hold you.
I don't want to tie you down.
Or fence you in the lines
I might have drawn.
It's just that I've gotten used to
Havin' you around.
My landscape would be empty
If you were gone.
Rain, rain, go away...
Death Or Glory - Motorhead - "BASTARDS"
I saw the millions, the naked and the dead
I saw the city streets running bloody red
I saw a thousand bombers circle in the sky
I saw the firestorm fifty stores high
I saw a hundred thousand scream and burn
I saw the armored wheels grind and turn
Universal soldier, doomed to live to tell
Fight and die forever, burn in bloody hell
Death or Glory, Death or Glory
March forever in the sound and fury
Death or Glory, Death or Glory
Blood and iron it's the same old story
I held the Iron Cross, first class with the swords
I marched with Hitler down the bloody road to war
I was at Jutland loding 'till the gun was hot,
Killed at Trafalgar without firing a shot
I was at Moscow, burning in my tank
I was at Shiloh, marching in the ranks
I was a Sturmbannfuhrer fighting in Berlin
I was a Russian Hero dying for Stalin
Death or glory, Death or glory
March forever in the sound and fury
Death or glory, Death or glory
Blood and iron it's the same old story
I swung a saber and I was a young Hussar
I was a Cossack, fighting for the Czar
I was a Viking, Berserker from the North
A Roman Gladiator murdered just for sport
I was with Bonaparte I died at Waterloo
I was a Frankish Knight, a Polish Jew
I was a Spartan in the Trojan Wars
I was a warrior for Crazy Horse
Death or Glory, Death or Glory
March forever in the sound and fury
Death or Glory, Death or Glory
The Loner Survivor but no comfort for me
Death or Glory, Death or Glory
Executioner, Judge and Jury
Death or Glory, Death or Glory
Blood and iron it's the same old story
Auf Stehen!!!
Many people say that rap has no meaning except for unnecessary references to violence, drugs, money and dehumanzing woman. In some senses its true, but cases like these lyrics, people may want to think again when coming to conclusions about rap:
[Dr. Dre]
This one is for my brother, Tyree, R.I.P.
.. {*Mary J. Blige sings in the background*} ..
A message to God
.. {*Mary J. Blige sings in the background*} ..
[Dr. Dre]
Since you finishin em early, what posessed you to start him?
We made a vow - later we'll regret til death do us part
Lord, I thought we was made for each other
You shouldn't connect those, made to be taken away from each other
Now what I'm supposed to do? I'm only half the man that I was
I'll never last, cause my better half is up there with you
You knew what you was doin when you made us; so with all due respect
you coulda forgave him, you didn't have to take him
He can take the game with him, cause he defines the word
The one who puts the G in it, who you think put me in it?
I'm feelin like my whole world is blinded - wonderin why
Cryin, pourin out my heart, pourin out liquor behind it
We fought like brothers, somethin we never should do
We coulda used time spent arguin tellin the truth
He had talent too - I had plans on watchin him grow
Don't know what hurts more - seein him leave, or watchin him go
[Mary J. Blige]
Listen listen listen.. (listen) whoahh (listen)
Listen listen listen.. (better listen) whoahh-oahhh-oahhh
Listen listen listen.. {*harmonizing*}
Listen.. mmm-mmm-mmm
[Rell] + {Mary}
If you wanna know why.. {why I live my life}
The way that I do.. {cause I got to get this money}
So don't worry about me.. {cause I know my way around}
I'm just hustlin everyday, runnin this race, makin this paper
[Dr. Dre]
Youse a soldier, you're probably packin heat up there
Met up with homies from the street, and got deep up there
If you only knew the way I felt before they ruined the crew
I thought I learned from Eazy, now I'm goin through it with you
We lost a thug, a son, and a father
I spoke to your son, the other day, and told him Uncle Dre got him
The Lord must be accidentally pulling your file
cause I'm still paging you, 911, straight in denial
Prayin you get it, but no man can choose the card he was dealt
You either quit, or you gon' play it like you get it
I done been through all emotions, from in shock, to keepin a poker face
to straight breakin down and showin all emotions
I'm anxious to believe in real G's don't cry
If that's the truth, then I'm realizin I ain't no gangsta
It's just not me, but you know I'ma always ride wit you
I miss you, sometimes I wish I just died wit you
[Mary J. Blige]
Listen listen listen.. (listen) whoahh (listen)
Listen listen listen.. whoahh-oahhh-oahhh
Listen listen listen.. {*harmonizing*}
Listen.. eyy-eyy-eyy-yeah-yeahh
[Rell] + {Mary}
If you wanna know why.. {why I live my life}
The way that I do.. {cause I got to get this money}
So don't worry about me.. {don't worry, don't worry worry}
I'm just hustlin everyday, runnin this race, makin this paper
[Mary J. Blige]
yeah, yeah, ahhh-oooh-oahahahhhhh.. listen..
mmmmmmmmmhmhmhmmmmmm..
if you don't know why I.. you gotta listen up right now
lis-ten, lis-ten, lis-ten, lis-ten..
oooooooooh... oahahoooohhh ooooha ohhhhh
lis-ten, lis-ten
ahhhowooooo yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
yeah-ehh-yeah, yeah-ooeooooh
yahhooooohahhooooh listen
lis-ten, children lis-ten
I'm tryin to tell you somethin good
Don't get caught up in the hood
Yeahhh-hah, yeahhh-hah, aooooooh
if you don't know why..
you gotta find out the reason why..
brother.. brother..
When the devil comes blowing through your door
You'll know there's trouble, and he's coming back for more
You better keep what is precious hidden under the floor
Or you better treat it so good it will never want for more
But looking back in retrospect
Did you ever really get what you'd expect?
Trying to rectify
Got lost a little further
You've been trying to justify
Find out how and where it came
Devil was your angel, but it's not no more
The devil was your angel, when you weren't sure
Do I tempt trouble to break through all these doors
Just to put a face to the voice which always home?
To fight for what is precious, to know what's under the floor
If I could treat it so good, I swear I'd never want for more
But when I found my peace
There was still mistakes
However painfully awaring every step I take
Trying to rectify
Got lost a little further
Well, I've been trying to justify
Find out how and where it came
The devil was my angel, now I'm just not sure.
To travel as my angel there's always my whore
Gonna take you back down
I won't feel no shame
Till my dreams
Are my own again
Gonna take you right down, and I'll take the blame
Till my dreams are my own again
Here I am again
Devil was my angel, now I'm just not sure
To travel as my angel there's always my whore
Maybe you're an angel, tried to remember you're an angel
Remember you're an angel, if you're not sure
Dispatch: "General"
There was a decorated General with a heart of gold
That likened him to all the stories he told
Of past battles won and lost
And legends of old
A seasoned veteran in his own time.
On the battlefield he gained respectful fame
With many medals of bravery and stripes to his name
He grew a beard as soon as he could
To cover the scars on his face
And always urged his men on
But on the eve of great battle with the infantry in dream
The old general tossed in his sleep
And wrestled with its meaning
He awoke from the night to tell what he had seen
And walked slowly out of his tent.
All the men held tall with their chests in the air
With a courage in their blood
And a fire in their stare
It was a grey morning and they all wondered how they would fare
'Til the old general told them to go home.
He said,
"I have seen the others
And I have discovered
that this fight is not worth fighting
And I've seen their mothers
And I will no other
to follow me where I'm going.
So take a shower and shine your shoes
You've got no time to lose
You are young men you must be living.
Take a shower and shine your shoes
You've got no time to lose
You are young men you must be living.
Go now you are forgiven."
Yeah...
But the men stood fast with their guns on their shoulders
Not knowing what to do with the contradicting orders
The General said he would do his own duty
But he would extend it no further
The men could go as they pleased
But not a man moved
their eyes gazed straight ahead
'Til one by one they stepped back and not a word was said
The old General was left with his own words
Echoing in his head
He then prepared to fight
He said,
"I have seen the others
And I have discovered
that this fight is not worth fighting
No, and I've seen their mothers
And I will no other to follow me where I'm going
So take a shower and shine your shoes
You've got no time to lose
You are young men you must be living.
Take a shower and shine your shoes
You've got no time to lose
You are young men you must be living.
Go now you are forgiven."
Yeah...
Go now you are forgiven
Go now you are forgiven
Go now you are forgiven
Go
Lynard Skynard: "Simple Man"
Mama told me, when I was young
Come sit beside me, my only son
And listen closely, to what I say.
And if you do this
It will help you some sunny day.
Ohh take your time... Don't live too fast,
Troubles will come, and they will pass.
Go find a woman and you'll find love,
And don't forget son,
There is someone up above.
(Chorus)
And be a simple kind of man.
Oh be somethin you'll love and understand.
Baby be a simple kind of man.
Won't you do this for me son,
If you can?
Forget your lust for the rich man's gold
All that you need is in your soul,
And you can do this if you try.
All that I want for you my son,
Is to be satisfied.
(Chorus)
Boy, don't you worry... you'll find yourself.
Follow your heart and nothing else.
And you can do this if you try.
All I want for you my son,
Is to be satisfied.
In france a skinny man
Died of a big disease with a little name.
By chance his girlfriend came across a needle
And soon she did the same.
At home there are seventeen-year-old boys
And their idea of fun
Is being in a gang called the disciples
High on crack, totin’ a machine gun.
Time, time
Hurricane Annie ripped the ceiling of a church
And killed everyone inside.
Turn on the telly and every other story
Is tellin’ you somebody died.
Sister killed her baby cuz she couldn't afford to feed it
And we’re sending people to the moon.
In September my cousin tried reefer for the very first time
Now he’s doing horse, it’s June.
Times, times
It’s silly, no?
When a rocket ship explodes
And everybody still wants to fly?
Some say a man ain’t happy
Unless a man truly dies.
Oh why?
Oh why?
Baby makes a speech, star wars fly
Neighbors just shine it on.
But if a night falls and a bomb falls
Will anybody see the dawn?
Time, times
It’s silly, no?
When a rocket ship explodes
And everybody still wants to fly?
Some say a man ain’t happy, truly
Until a man truly dies.
Oh why, oh why?
sign o the times
Don't often open up this floor
Since I handed in my gun
What all these keys are for
Now my tour of duty's done
You got to know the switches
Now you got your turn
Watch and learn, junior
Watch and learn
Now you will get your
Trouble spots
Here's one from
Down voodoo way
Bragged he had me
By the you-know-whats
Very funny, you don't say
The big enchilada
Stealing elections
Had to go down there
Trash collection
Got his cojones
On my desk in there
Made into a souvenir
Set of cufflinks, nice pair
The rest of him's
Someplace up here
Sometimes you got to
Put a shoulder to the door
Not so fast, junior
Listen to your pa
Here, son
I'm handing over to you
Don't crash the ambulance
Whatever you do
What we have here's
A dung hole place
Thought it was fly shit
On the map
Fat bastard, ugly face
And the personal crap
You can't move the barriers
You can't mess with oil and gas
Had to go down there
Stick a couple
Aircraft carriers
In his ass
Fancy dress
Medals chest
It's all in here
For all the gigs
Gas mask
Bullet-proof vest
All the usual rigs
There'll be things they missed
They didn't mention
You've even
Got a whistle in there
For attracting attention
Well, I think you're gonna
Be okay, son
You've had the tour, I guess
These two buttons
By the way
This one I hope
You never press
Some holy fool, just watch
Who's not like you or me
That one's the whole
Shooting match
Right there
It's the whole shitaree
We don't forget
Who put us here, jack
That's page one
We talk soft
But carry a big stick
And pack the biggest gun
We don't like accidents
Major or minor
You don't want yourself
An incident
Don't ever invade china
Here, son
I'm handing over to you
Don't crash the ambulance
Here, son
I'm handing over to you
Don't crash the ambulance
Whatever you do
-Mark Knopfler
Brad Paisley
He Didn't Have To Be
Written by - Brad Paisley & Kelley Lovelace
From - Who Needs Pictures
When a single mom goes out on a date with somebody new
It always winds up feeling more like a job interview
My momma used to wonder if she'd ever meet someone
Who wouldn't find out about me and then turn around and run
I met the man I call my dad when I was five years old
He took my mom out to a movie and for once I got to go
A few months later I remember lying there in bed
I overheard him pop the question and prayed that she'd say yes
And then all of a sudden
Oh, it seemed so strange to me
How we went from something's missing
To a family
Lookin' back all I can say
About all the things he did for me
Is I hope I'm at least half the dad
That he didn't have to be
I met the girl that's now my wife about three years ago
We had the perfect marriage but we wanted somethin' more
Now here I stand surrounded by our family and friends
Crowded 'round the nursery window as they bring the baby in
And now all of a sudden
It seemed so strange to me
How we've gone from something's missing
To a family
Lookin' through the glass I think about the man
That's standin' next to me
And I hope I'm at least half the dad
That he didn't have to be
Lookin' back all I can say
About all the things he did for me
Is I hope I'm at least half the dad
That he didn't have to be
Yeah, I hope I'm at least half the dad
That he didn't have to be
Because he didn't have to be
You know he didn't have to be
©1999 EMI April Music Inc / Sea Gayle Music / Love Ranch Music
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These lyrics resonate powerfully with me. I know the pleasure and relief the singer feels as a child, and I know the aching desire to repay the debt as a man. I can never repay him, but I'll pay it forward to his children's children.
I promise.
John Elefante \ Pass The Flame
Three a.m. - a baby boy; a new life began
I held him in my arms and knew one day he'd be a man
And soon I'd have to tell him that
this world is not our home
We must give our lives to Jesus; we are not our own
But for now just let me hold you, a little while
Let me adore you while you sleep
Thank You, Lord, for such an angel
Make him Yours to keep
And then I whispered in his ear
There is something you must hear
CHORUS:
Any way the wind blows
Don't you think that God knows
We must pass the flame
We must pass the flame
We are the light in a darkened world
We are the fire on the arrow
We must pass the flame
We must pass the flame
She was a portrait of innocence I
took her by the hand
For better or for worse we vowed
that with Jesus we'd stand
We would instill upon our children
that this world is not our home
We would tell them that our treasure
is the promise that we own
But for now just let me hold you a little while
Let me adore you while you sleep
Thank You, Lord, for such an angel
Make them Yours to keep
So let me whisper in your ear
There is something you must hear
CHORUS
And Lord, help us teach Your children well
And turn embers in to fire
Make Your love their soul desire
The doctors came into the room; the
news was not too good
I said, "Daddy, if I could take your
place, you know that I would."
He said, "Son, please don't worry go
and be there for your wife
You know we'll be together in an everlasting life."
Then I said, "Dad, I want to hold you a little while
Let me adore you while you sleep."
Thank You, Lord, for such an angel
Take him home to keep
And then he whispered in my ear
There is something you must hear
CHORUS(x2)
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And now I'm here.
Cat's in the Cradle Lyrics
By Harry Chapin
My child arrived just the other day,
He came to the world in the usual way.
But there were planes to catch, and bills to pay.
He learned to walk while I was away.
And he was talking 'fore I knew it, and as he grew,
He'd say, "I'm gonna be like you, dad.
You know I'm gonna be like you."
And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon,
Little boy blue and the man in the moon.
"When you coming home, dad?" "I don't know when,
But we'll get together then.
You know we'll have a good time then."
My son turned ten just the other day.
He said, "Thanks for the ball, dad, come on let's play.
Can you teach me to throw?" I said, "Not today,
I got a lot to do." He said, "That's ok."
And he walked away, but his smile never dimmed,
Said, "I'm gonna be like him, yeah.
You know I'm gonna be like him."
And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon,
Little boy blue and the man in the moon.
"When you coming home, dad?" "I don't know when,
But we'll get together then.
You know we'll have a good time then."
Well, he came from college just the other day,
So much like a man I just had to say,
"Son, I'm proud of you. Can you sit for a while?"
He shook his head, and he said with a smile,
"What I'd really like, dad, is to borrow the car keys.
See you later. Can I have them please?"
And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon,
Little boy blue and the man in the moon.
"When you coming home, son?" "I don't know when,
But we'll get together then, dad.
You know we'll have a good time then."
I've long since retired and my son's moved away.
I called him up just the other day.
I said, "I'd like to see you if you don't mind."
He said, "I'd love to, dad, if I could find the time.
You see, my new job's a hassle, and the kid's got the flu,
But it's sure nice talking to you, dad.
It's been sure nice talking to you."
And as I hung up the phone, it occurred to me,
He'd grown up just like me.
My boy was just like me.
And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon,
Little boy blue and the man in the moon.
"When you coming home, son?" "I don't know when,
But we'll get together then, dad.
We're gonna have a good time then.
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Possibly the saddest song I know. Please, God. Don't let this ever be my song.
Universal Soldier - Donovan, I think
He's five foot-two, and he's six feet-four,
He fights with missiles and with spears.
He's all of thirty-one, and he's only seventeen,
Been a soldier for a thousand years.
He'a a Catholic, a Hindu, an Atheist, a Jain,
A Buddhist and a Baptist and a Jew.
And he knows he shouldn't kill,
And he knows he always will,
Kill you for me my friend and me for you.
And he's fighting for Canada,
He's fighting for France,
He's fighting for the USA,
And he's fighting for the Russians,
And he's fighting for Japan,
And he thinks we'll put an end to war this way.
And he's fighting for Democracy,
He's fighting for the Reds,
He says it's for the peace of all.
He's the one who must decide,
Who's to live and who's to die,
And he never sees the writing on the wall.
But without him,
How would Hitler have condemned him at Labau?
Without him Caesar would have stood alone,
He's the one who gives his body
As a weapon of the war,
And without him all this killing can't go on.
He's the Universal Soldier and he really is to blame,
His orders come from far away no more,
They come from here and there and you and me,
And brothers can't you see,
This is not the way we put the end to war.
DON’T LOOK NOW (IT AIN’T YOU OR ME)
by
John Cameron Fogerty
Creedence Clearwater Revival
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Who will take the coal from the mine?
Who will take the salt from the earth?
Who'll take a leaf and grow it to a tree
Who will work the fields with his hands?
Who will take the back to the plough?
Who'll take the mountain and give it to the sea?
Don't look now, it ain't you or me.
Don't look now, someone's done your starvin'
Don't look now, someone's done your prayin' too
Who will make the shoes for your feet?
Who will make the clothes that you wear?
Who´ll take the promise that you don't have to keep?
Don't look now, it ain't you or me.
Don't look now, someone's done your starvin'
Don't look now, someone's done your prayin' too
Who will take the coal from the mines?
Who will take the salt from the earth?
Who´ll take the promise that you don't have to keep?
Don't look now, it ain't you or me.
Was looking at the crucifix. Got something in my eye. A Light that doesn't need to live and doesn't need to die. What's written in the Book of Love is strangely incomplete, 'til witnessed here in time and blood a thousand kisses deep.
leonard cohen
THE DANCE
Looking back on the memory of
The dance we shared beneath the stars above
For a moment all the world was right
How could I have known you'd ever say goodbye
And now I'm glad I didn't know
The way it all would end the way it all would go
Our lives are better left to chance I could have missed the pain
But I'd of had to miss the dance
Holding you I held everything
For a moment wasn't I the king
But if I'd only known how the king would fall
Hey who's to say you know I might have changed it all
And now I'm glad I didn't know
The way it all would end the way it all would go
Our lives are better left to chance I could have missed the pain
But I'd of had to miss the dance
Yes my life is better left to chance
I could have missed the pain but I'd of had to miss the dance
Garth Brooks
I love these lyrics They make me think of my daughter, but in more of a feel good way than a sad way
What You Became - by Anacrusis
lyrics by Ken Nardi
You've grown into this faceless mask and empty shell
And, like a ghost of your indulgence, you wear them well.
Still haunting something, by your own hand, lost
And you shiver with the chilling sense
You've saved nothing for yourself…
The lies, the games,
Devoid of guilt or shame
Now you resent what you became
And the reality of only you to blame
You wander through each desperate hour and numbered day
And long to hold each wasted moment spent in vain
Still missing something you've slain so wrecklessly
And ignored it through shortsightedness
The thought that someday you might care
The lies, the games,
Devoid of guilt or shame
Now you resent what you became
And the reality of only you to blame
Now you resent what you became
And the reality of only you to blame
You've grown into this faceless mask and empty shell
And, like a ghost of indulgence, you wear them well
Still haunting something, by your own hand, lost
And you shiver with the chilling sense
You've saved nothing…
Nothing for yourself…
Now you resent what you became
And the reality of only you to blame
On the subject of thinking of kids and song lyrics...."I Hope You Dance" is also one of my favorite song lyrics.........along with all of the RUSH 2112 song lyrics - always liked that albumn! (Giving away my age now - mentioning record albums!) I still have my Peaches box full of my old record albumns though!
I HOPE YOU DANCE
I hope you never lose your sense of wonder
You get your fill to eat
But always keep that hunger
May you never take one single breath for granted
God forbid love ever leave you empty handed
I hope you still feel small
When you stand by the ocean
Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens
Promise me you'll give faith a fighting chance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
I hope you dance
I hope you dance
I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance
Never settle for the path of least resistance
Living might mean taking chances
But they're worth taking
Lovin' might be a mistake
But it's worth making
Don't let some hell bent heart
Leave you bitter
When you come close to selling out
Reconsider
Give the heavens above
More than just a passing glance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
I hope you dance
(Time is a real and constant motion always)
I hope you dance
(Rolling us along)
I hope you dance
(Tell me who)
I hope you dance
(Wants to look back on their youth and wonder)
(Where those years have gone)
I hope you still feel small
When you stand by the ocean
Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens
Promise me you'll give faith a fighting chance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
Dance
I hope you dance
I hope you dance
(Time is a real and constant motion always)
I hope you dance
(Rolling us along)
I hope you dance
(Tell me who)
(Wants to look back on their youth and wonder)
I hope you dance
(Where those years have gone)
(Tell me who)
I hope you dance
(Wants to look back on their youth and wonder)
(Where those years have gone)
Cuz I'm a Barbie Girl, in a Barbie world...
it doesn't get any deeper than that. *wipes tear from eye*
Limb By Limb (Anastasio, Marshall, Herman)
the shoulder that I leaned on was carved out of stone
but when I'm done freezing I want to be alone
never want my hand cut off
never want a hacking cough
never need a cliffside push
never turn my brain to mush
always give me what I lack
always take the best parts back
always recognize your fate
always just a moment late
left is where I always turn
left is how I'm forced to learn
left the route my walking takes
left alone with my mistakes
up against the person who
up 'til now I never knew
up from hell the answer blew
up or down it's up to you
drop me off the Chinese wall
and peel my fingers off the rim
I come unglued while in midair and land to reform
limb by limb
and I am taken far away...
lingering slowly melting away
tossed with the salad and baled with the hay
pooling like water that drips from above
trampled by lambs pecked by the dove
-Phish/Marshall
Self
Grass has been greater
Skies have been bluer
I know my soul is down in the sewer
You say that I am selfish
Well you know that that is true
I don't care what you say pretty mama
And I don't care what you do
I don't care about anyone except myself
I don't care about anyone except myself
In the land of the brave
And the home of the free
I don't care about anyone except for me
If you are unhappy and
You have not won your race
Well, there ain't no mercy in this world
And there ain't none out in space
So welcome to the nineties
I hope that you make it through
But if you get in trouble honey
This is what I say to you
I don't care about anyone except myself
I don't care about anyone except myself
In the land of the brave
And the home of the free
I don't care about anyone except for me
This is not the era of roses, peace and love
I must admit I'm the only one
That I'm thinking of
Well, I just make my honey
And I put it in the bank
I buy myself some presents
With no one but myself to thank
-Dude of Life
As the subject of Rush keeps coming up, I will have to mention lyrics to Subdivisions, Show Don't Tell, Natural Science, Vital Signs, A Farewell to Kings, and as honarable mention: the unsung beauty of La Villa Strangiato.
In a dream
It would seem
I went to those who close the open door.
And turning the key
I sat, and spoke to those inside of me......
Manfred Mann's Earth Band
Ben Harper - Power Of The Gospel Lyrics
It will make a weak man mighty
it will make a mighty man fall
it will fill your heart and hands
or leave you with nothing at all
it's the eyes for the blind
and legs for the lame
it is love for hate
and pride for shame
that's the power of the gospel
that's the power of the gospel
that's the power of the mighty power
that's the power of the gospel
gospel on the water
gospel on the land
the gospel in every woman
the gospel in every man
gospel in the garden
gospel in the trees
the gospel that's inside of you
the gospel inside of me
that's the power of the gospel
that's the power of the gospel
that's the power of the mighty power
that's the power of the gospel
in the hour of the richness
in the hour of need
for all of creation
comes from the gospel seed
now you may leave tomorrow
and you may leave today
but you've got to have the gospel
when you start out on your way
that's the power of the gospel
that's the power of the gospel
that's the power of the mighty power
that's the power of the gospel
Gee, did I miss the Warren Zevon by only reading pages 7 and 8?
Roland must be in there somewhere, although what it means...
As the subject of Rush keeps coming up, I will have to mention lyrics to Subdivisions, Show Don't Tell, Natural Science, Vital Signs, A Farewell to Kings, and as honarable mention: the unsung beauty of La Villa Strangiato.
and the brilliant simplicity of Trees.
then there's always the entire Operation Mindcrime album by QR.
and my geeky side is often touched by some Garth Brooks lyrics- so simple but so true.
and "Somebody" by Depeche Mode.
Cowboy Junkies have some great lyrics like:
No one in sight for 50 miles.
Sleeping fields sigh as I glide across their spines.
If I can just make the crest of that hill
the whole day will tumble and out the night will spill.
The sky is still as a spinning top.
Shooting stars drop like burning words from above.
If I could just connect all these dots,
the truth would tumble like a cynic vexed by love.
The people will tell you that you're miles from your home
- miles fom your home.
But that's where I want to be
out there searching,
out here fumbling...
- Miles from our Home
Great imagery and poetry in those lyrics!
And I will always love the following:
If I could tell the world just one thing it would be -
You're all okay.
And not to worry
because worry is wasteful and useless in times like these
I won't be made useless
I won't be idled by despair
I've given myself around my faith.
Its light the darkness most fears.
My hands are small I know
but they're not yours, they are my own,
and I am never broken.
Povery stole your golden shoes,
but it didn't steal your laughter.
Heartache came to visit me,
but I knew it wasn't ever after.
We'll fight, not out of spite
but someone must stand up for what's right.
Where there is a man who has no voice,
there I shall be seen.
My hands are small, I know
but they're not yours, they are my own
and I am never broken.
In the end only kindness matters.
In the end only kindness matters.
I will get down on my knees and I will pray.
I will get down on my knees and I will pray.
My hands are small I know
but they're not yours, they are my own,
and I am never broken.
We are never broken.
We are God's eyes.
We are God's hands.
God's eyes
God's hands
-Jewel, "Hands"
That song has gotten me through many a dark moment.
Roland must be in there somewhere, although what it means...
Actually Roland's
over here, sort of along with a clever rewording of Lawyers, Guns, and Money (which I very nearly posted the lyrics to in this thread).
They shoulda made an action movie of "Lawyers, Guns & Money" in the 1980s, but I fear it is passé now. Some among that anonymous "they" did come to an understanding with Zevon for Things To Do In Denver When You're Dead -- reckon that paid for some pain pills later.
Now this requires its own posting. This Irish rebel song depends in considerable measure on its delivery for its effect. Off the top of my head, I think the author was Thomas Moore, but I could be mistook.
The minstrel boy to the war is gone,
In the ranks of death you will find him.
His father's sword he has girded on
And his wild harp slung behind him
"Land of Song!" said the warrior bard,
"Though all the world betrays thee,
One sword at least thy rights shall guard,
One faithful harp shall praise thee!"
The minstrel fell, but the foeman's chain
Could not bring that proud soul under.
The harp he loved ne'er spoke again,
For he tore its corse asunder,
And said, " No chain shall sully thee,
Thou soul of love and bravery!
Thy songs were made for the pure and free --
They shall never sound in slavery!"
(Repeating the last four lines rallentando and più forte makes a good finish)
After growing up hearing my parents listening to Johnny Cash, it was kind of wild when he did Nine Inch Nails "Hurt"
I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
The needle tears a hold
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything
[Chorus:]
What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
I wear this crown of thorns
Upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time
The feelings disappear
You are someone else
I am still right here
[Chorus:]
What have I become
My ssweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way
That Johnny Cash album was like .. well he knew he was outa here & like a farewell type thingie. Semi morbid and a little spooky if you ask me. Like the "Street Survivors" album for Van Zant......
Great works, both of 'em.
Seems artists that are going through personal trauma like health issues or divorce do good music. Passionate performances. ;)
Vern Gosdin is a good example. He has been through exactly as many nasty divorces as he has cut hit albums. He admitted it in an interview. Said the only way he could come up with all the tearjerking material was when he was knee deep in it himself. I checked it out (being a huge Gosdin fan) and the records chronologically parrallel his divorces. He can really write some sad shit.
Happy Birthday Jerry
Jerome John Garcia
August 1, 1942 - August 9, 1995
All the years combine, they melt into a dream,
A broken angel sings from a guitar.
In the end there’s just a song comes cryin’ up the night
Thru all the broken dreams and vanished years.
Stella blue. stella blue.
When all the cards are down, there’s nothing left to see,
There’s just the pavement left and broken dreams.
In the end there’s still that song comes cryin’ like the wind.
Down every lonely street that’s ever been
Stella blue. stella blue.
I’ve stayed in every blue-light cheap hotel, can’t win for trying.
Dust off those rusty strings just one more time,
Gonna make them shine, shine
It all rolls into one and nothing comes for free,
There’s nothing you can hold, for very long.
And when you hear that song come crying like the wind,
It seems like all this life was just a dream.
Stella blue. stella blue.
A number of people/groups have done this song. I first heard it from a Celtic group called "North Sea Gas". Fine music.
If Wishes Were Fishes
I wish I was home again, at home in my heart again,
It's been a long time since my heart talked to me;
Wastin' my precious days, wishin' my life away,
If wishes were fishes, we'd all cast nets in the sea.
If wishes were fishes, I know where I'd be,
Casting my net in the dark rolling sea;
And if my net's empty when it comes back to shore,
I'll throw it away and go fishing no more.
I wish I was young again, my song still to be sung again,
The sweet tunes of my life have gone sour and off key;
Writin' my tired old rhymes, tryin' to turn back time,
If wishes were fishes, we'd all cast nets in the sea.
If wishes were fishes, I know where I'd be,
Casting my net in the dark rolling sea;
And if my net's empty when it comes back to shore,
I'll throw it away and go fishing no more.
I wish I could care again, reach out and share again,
Mend what's been broken and let it run free;
The older I get, it seems the more wishin' takes the place of dreams,
If wishes were fishes, we'd all cast nets in the sea.
If wishes were fishes, I know where I'd be,
Casting my net in the dark rolling sea;
And if my net's empty when it comes back to shore,
I'll throw it away and go fishing no more.
"Fields Of Athenry"
By a lonely prison wall, I heard a young girl calling
Michael, they have taken you away,
For you stole Trevelyan's corn,
So the young might see the morn.
Now a prison ship lies waiting in the bay.
[Chorus:]
Low lie the fields of Athenry
Where once we watched the small free birds fly
Our love was on the wing
We had dreams and songs to sing
It's so lonely round the fields of Athenry.
By a lonely prison wall, I heard a young man calling
Nothing matters, Mary, when you're free
Against the famine and the crown,
I rebelled, they cut me down.
Now you must raise our child with dignity.
[Chorus]
By a lonely harbor wall, she watched the last star falling
As the prison ship sailed out against the sky
Sure she'll wait and hope and pray, for her love in Botany Bay
It's so lonely round the fields of Athenry.
It's so lonely round the fields of Athenry.
[Chorus]
The Proclaimers
Yes I know you’re right
I see it in your fierce eyes
But me I’ve never thought straight
Since the day I had the first doubt
Yes I know you’re right
And I’ll back you to a point pal
But I’ll never be constrained
By another man’s ideas now
I spent too long on this road
Looking for the answers
But poverty and failure
Aren’t what I’m after
I painted fight on factories
But they closed the factory down pal
I want to find out where the heart’s gone
Find out where the nerves gone
What do you do
When democracy fails you
What do you do
When the rest can’t see it’s true?
Pat votes the scots way
Just like her mother
But south always takes all
Just like her brother
The next time she might vote
So might the others
But times running out pal
Cause they’re giving up in numbers
What do you do
When democracy’s all through
What do you do
When minority means you?
Dear Mr. President
Come take a walk with me
Let's pretend we're just two people and
You're not better than me
I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly
What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep
What do you feel when you look in the mirror
Are you proud
How do you sleep while the rest of us cry
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye
How do you walk with your head held high
Can you even look me in the eye
And tell me why
Dear Mr. President
Were you a lonely boy
Are you a lonely boy
Are you a lonely boy
How can you say
No child is left behind
We're not dumb and we're not blind
They're all sitting in your cells
While you pave the road to hell
What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away
And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay
I can only imagine what the first lady has to say
You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine
How do you sleep while the rest of us cry
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye
How do you walk with your head held high
Can you even look me in the eye
Let me tell you bout hard work
Minimum wage with a baby on the way
Let me tell you bout hard work
Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
Let me tell you bout hard work
Building a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
You don't know nothing bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
Oh
How do you sleep at night
How do you walk with your head held high
Dear Mr. President
You'd never take a walk with me
Would you
Pink
feat. Indigo Girls
Some things take so long
But how do I explain
When not too many people
Can see we're all the same
And because of all their tears
Their eyes can't hope to see
The beauty that surrounds them
Isn't it a pity
-george harrison
"The Trouble With Me"
You see the trouble with me
I've got a head full of fuck
I'm a basket case
I don't think I can love, love, love
You see the trouble with you
Is you're in love with me
What a strange thing to do
What a brave place to be
So we dive
On sunset strip
Our hearts so deep
I drown in it
And as it breaks
I swim through cracks
And leave with words
I can't take back
You see the trouble with me
Monkey see monkey do
There's no you in tomorrow
A better offer came through
You see the trouble with you
There's no trouble with you
So when you say that you love me
That stops me loving you
So she stays
On sunset strip
Our hearts so full
I drown in it
She's waiting for
My words to break
The one true love
I couldn't make
So she walks
That golden mile
Men will try
And catch her eye
We both know
What could have been
On sunset strip
Our broken dream
Save Me by Unwritten Law
Had a bad day, don't talk to me,
gonna ride this out,
My little black heart, breaks apart,
with your big mouth.
And I'm sick of my sickness
Don't touch me, you'll get this.
I'm useless, lazy, perverted,
and you hate me.
You can't save me,
You can't change me,
Well I'm waiting for my wakeup call,
And everything, everything's my fault.
Went to the doctor, and I asked her,
to make this stop. (whoa)
Got medication, a new addiction,
Fucking thanks a lot.
I had to relapse, I'm bad at rehabs
It ruins everything. (whoa)
So point your finger, at the singer,
He's in the pharmacy.
You can't save me,
You can't change me,
Well I'm waiting for my wake up call,
and everything's my fault.
You can't save me,
You can't blame me,
Well I'm waiting here to take a fall,
and everything, and everything's my fault.
And I'm a death threat haven't slept yet,
Baby why the wake up call
I'm the bad boy tell the tabloids
everything's my fault.
Whoa whoa whoa yeah, write it write it,
Whoa Whoa whoa everything's my fault,
everything's my fault.
I went to heaven, but couldn't get in,
For what I have done.
I said please take me, they said you're crazy
you had too much fun.
You can't save me,
You can't change me,
Well I'm waiting for my wake up call,
and everything's my fault.
You can't save me,
You can't blame me,
Well I'm waiting here to take a fall,
and everything, everything's my fault.
You can't save me,
You can't change me,
You can't save me,
You can't change me,
You can't save me,
You can't change me,(everything's my fault)
You can't save me,
You can't change me,
Everything's my fault.
Crossfade
Cold
Looking back at me I see that I never really got it right
I never stopped to think of you, I’m always wrapped up in things I cannot win
You are the antidote that gets me by, something strong like a drug that gets me high
What I really meant to say
Is I’m sorry for the way I am
I never meant to be so cold
I never meant to be so
Cold to you, I’m sorry about all the lies, maybe in a different light,
You can see me stand on my own again cause now I can see
You are the antidote that gets me by, something strong like a drug that gets me high
What I really meant to say
Is I’m sorry for the way I am
I never meant to be so cold
I never meant to be so cold
Never meant to be, so cold
I never really wanted you see the screwed side of me
That I keep locked inside of me so deep, it always seems to get to me
I never really wanted you to go so many things you should have known
I guess for me there’s no home; I never meant to be so cold
What I really meant to say
Is I’m sorry for the way I am
I never meant to be so cold
I never meant to be so cold
Jack Johnson
Better Together
There's no combination of words
I could put on the back of a postcard
No song I could sing
But I can try for your heart
Our dreams, and they are made out of real things
like a, shoebox of photographs
with sepiatone loving
Love is the answer,
at least for most of the questions in my heart
Like why are we here? and where do we go?
And how come we're so hard?
It's not always easy and
sometimes life can be deceiving
I'll tell you one thing its always better when we're together
Chorus:
MMM its always better when we're together
look at the stars when we're together
its always better when we're together
Yeah, its always better when we're together
And all of these moments
just might find there way into my dreams tonight
But I know that theyll be gone
when the morning light sings
and brings new things
but tomorrow night you see
that theyll be gone too
too many things I have to do
But if all of these dreams might find there way
into my day to day scene
Ill be under the impression
i was somewhere in between
With only two
Just me and you
Not so many things we got to do
or places we got to be
We'll Sit beneath the mango tree
its always better when we're together
Somewhere in between together
its always better when we're together
Yeah, its always better when we're together
MMmmmm MMMmmmm Mmmmmm
I believe in memories
they look so, so pretty when I sleep
Hey now, and when I wake up,
you look so pretty sleeping next to me
But there is no time,
and there is no song I could sing
and there is no, combination of words I could say
but I will still tell you one thing
We're Better together.
and finally....
Tenacious D
Fuck Her Gently
This is a song for the ladies but fella's listen closely
you don't always have to fuck her hard
in fact sometimes that's not right
to do
sometimes you got to make some love a
nd fucking give her some smoochies too
sometimes you've got to squeeze
sometimes you've got to say please
sometime you've got to say hey
i'm gonna fuck you
softly
i'm gonna screw you gently
i'm gonna hump you
sweetly
i'm gonna ball you
descreetly
and then you say hey i've brought you flowers
and then you say wait a minute sally
i htink i've got something in my teeth
could you get it out for me
that's fucking teamwork
what's your favorite posish
that's cool with me it's not my favorite but i'll do it for you
what's your favorite dish
i'm not gonna cook it but i'll order it from zanzabar
and then i'm gonna love you completely
and then ill fucking fuck you descreetly
and then i'll fuckin bone you completely
but then
i'm gonna fuck you hard
hard
Jingle Bells, your pussy smells,
It scared my dick away!
You want to fuck tonight,
But thats not right, your pussy's just too tight! :yum:
How can it be too tight though? Isn't it the tighter the better?? C'mon!
I was tired of my lady, we'd been together too long.
Like a worn-out recording, of a favorite song.
So while she lay there sleeping, I read the paper in bed.
And in the personals column, there was this letter I read:
"If you like Pina Coladas, and getting caught in the rain.
If you're not into yoga, if you have half-a-brain.
If you like making love at midnight, in the dunes of the cape.
I'm the lady you've looked for, write to me, and escape."
I didn't think about my lady, I know that sounds kind of mean.
But me and my old lady, had fallen into the same old dull routine.
So I wrote to the paper, took out a personal ad.
And though I'm nobody's poet, I thought it wasn't half-bad.
"Yes, I like Pina Coladas, and getting caught in the rain.
I'm not much into health food, I am into champagne.
I've got to meet you by tomorrow noon, and cut through all this red tape.
At a bar called O'Malley's, where we'll plan our escape."
So I waited with high hopes, then she walked in the place.
I knew her smile in an instant, I knew the curve of her face.
It was my own lovely lady, and she said, "Oh, it's you."
And we laughed for a moment, and I said, "I never knew"..
"That you liked Pina Coladas, and getting caught in the rain.
And the feel of the ocean, and the taste of champagne.
If you like making love at midnight, in the dunes of the cape.
You're the love that I've looked for, come with me, and escape."
"If you like Pina Coladas, and getting caught in the rain.
If you're not into yoga, if you have half-a-brain.
If you like making love at midnight, in the dunes of the cape.
You're the love that I've looked for, come with me, and escape."
How can it be too tight though? Isn't it the tighter the better?? C'mon!
Yes, tight is better, but you have to note the
"too" in too tight, which means that it is so tight that it doesn't fit, which is undesirable. :headshake
What It's Like - Everlast
We've all seen the man at the liquor store beggin' for your change
The hair on his face is dirty, dread-locked, and full of mange
He asks a man for what he could spare, with shame in his eyes
"Get a job you fucking slob," I hear you reply
God forbid you ever had to walk a mile in his shoes
'Cause then you really might know what it's like to sing the blues
Then you really might know what it's like...
Then you really might know what it's like...
Then you really might know what it's like...
Then you really might know what it's like...
Mary got pregnant from a kid named Tom who said he was in love
He said, "Don't worry about a thing, baby doll
I'm the man you've been dreaming of."
But three months later he say he won't date her or return her calls
And she swear, "God damn, if I find that man I'm cuttin' off his balls."
And then she heads for the clinic and
she gets some static walking through the door
They call her a killer, and they call her a sinner
and they call her a whore
God forbid you ever had to walk a mile in her shoes
'Cause then you really might know what it's like to have to choose
Then you really might know what it's like...
Then you really might know what it's like...
Then you really might know what it's like...
Then you really might know what it's like...
I've seen a rich man beg
I've seen a good man sin
I've seen a tough man cry
I've seen a loser win
And a sad man grin
I heard an honest man lie
I've seen the good side of bad
And the downside of up
And everything between
I licked the silver spoon
Drank from the golden cup
And smoked the finest green
I stroked the fattest dimes at least a couple of times
before I broke their heart
You know where it ends, though it usually depends on where you start
I knew this kid named Max
Who used to get fat stacks out on the corner with drugs
He liked to hang out late
he liked to get shit-faced and keep the pace with thugs
Until late one night there was a big gun fight and Max lost his head
He pulled out his chrome .45, talked some shit, and wound up dead
Now his wife and his kids are caught in the midst of all of this pain
You know it comes that way
At least that's what they say when you play the game
God forbid you ever had to wake up to hear the news
'Cause then you really might know what it's like to have to lose
Then you really might know what it's like...
Then you really might know what it's like...
Then you really might know what it's like...
Then you really might know what it's like...to have to lose
The Envoy - Warren Zevon... Written in 1980, but still relevant...
Nuclear arms in the Middle East
Israel is attacking the Iraqis
The Syrians are mad at the Lebanese
And Baghdad does whatever she please
Looks like another threat to world peace
For the envoy
Things got hot in El Salvador
CIA got caught and couldn't do no more
He's got diplomatic immunity
He's got a lethal weapon that nobody sees
Looks like another threat to world peace
For the envoy
Send the envoy
Send the envoy
Whenever there's a crisis
The President sends his envoy in
Guns in Damascus
Whoa, Jerusalem
Nuclear arms in the Middle East
Israel is attacking the Iraqis
The Syrians are mad at the Lebanese
And Baghdad do whatever she please
Looks like another threat to world peace
For the envoy
Send the envoy . . .
Send for me.
Dwight Yoakum -Blame the Vain
I blame the vain for what we wear,
And I blame the blind when we can't see.
I blame it all on someone else,
Till there's nobody left, then I just blame me.
I blame her mind for the thoughts we share,
Whoa, and I blame her heart for the time we cared.
I blame it all on how we used to be,
Till she's finally gone, then I'll just blame me.
So go ahead and blame,
Anything that you want.
'Cause it all ends up the same,
When everything that you've been claiming is wrong.
Oh and don't you know that blame,
Is always never enough.
It just keeps you in the game,
Till you've only got yourself left to bluff.
So I blame the vain for what we wear,
Yeah, and I'll blame the blind when we can't see.
I'll blame it all on someone else,
Till there's nobody left, then I'll just blame me.
Till she's fin'lly gone, then I just blame me
He's Gone
Rat in a drain ditch, caught on a limb, you know better but I know him.
Like I told you, what I said, Steal your face right off your head.
Now he's gone, now he's gone, Lord he's gone, he's gone.
Like a steam locomotive, rollin' down the track
He's gone, gone, nothin's gonna bring him back...He's gone.
Nine mile skid on a ten mile ride, hot as a pistol but cool inside.
Cat on a tin roof, dogs in a pile,
Nothin' left to do but smile, smile, smile!!!!
Now he's gone, now he's gone Lord he's gone, he's gone.
Like a steam locomotive, rollin' down the track
He's gone, gone, nothin's gonna bring him back...He's gone.
Goin' where the wind don't blow so strange,
Maybe off on some high cold mountain chain.
Lost one round but the price wasn't anything,
A knife in the back and more of the same.
Same old, rat in a drain ditch, caught on a limb,
You know better but I know him.
Like I told you, what I said,
Steal your face right off your head.
Now he's gone, now he's gone Lord he's gone, he's gone.
Like a steam locomotive, rollin' down the track
He's gone, gone, nothin's gonna bring him back...He's gone.
Ooh, nothin's gonna bring him back.
Munchkins
Ding Dong! The Witch is dead. Which old Witch? The Wicked Witch!
Ding Dong! The Wicked Witch is dead.
Wake up - sleepy head, rub your eyes, get out of bed.
Wake up, the Wicked Witch is dead. She's gone where the goblins go,
Below - below - below. Yo-ho, let's open up and sing and ring the bells out.
Ding Dong' the merry-oh, sing it high, sing it low.
Let them know
The Wicked Witch is dead!
Mayor
As Mayor of the Munchkin City, In the County of the Land of Oz, I welcome you most regally.
Barrister
But we've got to verify it legally, to see
Mayor
To see?
Barrister
If she
Mayor
If she?
Barrister
Is morally, ethic'lly
Father No.1
Spiritually, physically
Father No. 2
Positively, absolutely
Munchkins
Undeniably and reliably Dead
Coroner
As Coroner I must aver, I thoroughly examined her.
And she's not only merely dead, she's really most sincerely dead.
Mayor
Then this is a day of Independence For all the Munchkins and their descendants
Barrister
If any.
Mayor
Yes, let the joyous news be spread The wicked Old Witch at last is dead!
Friom The Wizard of Oz
And she's not only merely dead, she's really most sincerely dead.
My favorite line from the whole movie.
did I post this already?
God Is Alive, Magic Is Afoot
Leonard Cohen (c) 1966
[INDENT] God is alive...Magic is afoot...God is alive...magic is afoot...
God is afoot...Magic is alive...Alive is afoot...magic never died!
[/INDENT] [INDENT] God never sickened. Many poor men lied. Many sick men lied.
Magic never weakened. Magic never hid. Magic always ruled. God is afoot.
God never died!
[/INDENT] [INDENT] God was Ruler, though his funeral lengthened.
Though His mourners thickened, magic never fled.
Though His shrouds were hoisted the naked God did live;
Though His words were twisted the naked magic thrived;
Though His death was published round and round the world
The heart did not believe.
[/INDENT] [INDENT] Many hurt men wondered. Many struck men bled.
Magic never faltered. Magic always led.
Many stones were rolled, but God would not lie down!
Many wild men lied.
Many fat men listened.
Though they offered stones, magic still was fed!
Though they locked their coffers, God was always served.
[/INDENT] [INDENT] Magic is afoot...God is alive...
Alive is afoot...Alive is in command.
[/INDENT] [INDENT] Many weak men hungered.
Many strong men thrived.
Though they boasted solitude, God was at their side.
Nor the dreamer in his cell, nor the captain on the hill:
Magic is alive!
Though His death was pardoned 'round and 'round the world,
The heart would not believe!
[/INDENT] [INDENT] Though laws were carved in marble they could not shelter men;
Though altars built in Parliaments, they could not order men;
Police arrested magic and magic went with them, ah!
For magic loves the hungry...
[/INDENT] [INDENT] But magic would not tarry, it moves from arm to arm,
It would not stay with them; it cannot come to harm:
Magic is afoot! It cannot come to harm.
It rests in an empty palm. It spawns in an empty mind.
But magic is no instrument: magic is the End!
[/INDENT] [INDENT] Many men drove magic, but magic stayed behind; Many strong men lied.
They only passed thru magic and out the other side!
Many weak men lied.
They came to God in secret and though they left Him nourished,
They would not tell Who healed;
Though mountains danced before them, they said that God was dead!
Though His shrouds were hoisted, the naked God did live!
[/INDENT] [INDENT] God is alive! Magic is afoot...God is alive...God is alive...
Magic is afoot...
[/INDENT] [INDENT] This I mean to whisper to my mind:
This I mean to laugh with in my mind:
This I mean my mind to serve
'Til service is but magic, moving through the world
And mind itself is magic, coursing through the flesh
And flesh itself is magic, dancing on a clock,
And Time itself, the magic length of God!
[/INDENT] [INDENT] God is alive...Magic is afoot...Magic is afoot...God is alive..
Magic is alive...God is afoot...Alive is afoot...God never died.
Many strong men lied.
They only passed through magic and out the other side!
This I mean to whisper to my mind:
This I mean to laugh with in my mind:
This I mean my mind to serve
'Til service is but magic, moving through the world
And mind itself is magic, coursing through the flesh
And flesh itself is magic, dancing on a clock,
And Time itself, the magic length of God!
[/INDENT]
My favorite line from the whole movie.
:D
God Is Alive, Magic Is Afoot
foot , I see a theme here. :p
Part of Glycerine by Bush
I don't want this
remember that
I'll never forget where your at
don't let the days go by
glycerine
I'm never alone
I'm alone all the time
are you at one
or do you lie
we live in a wheel
where everyone steals
but when we rise it's like strawberry fields
If I treated you bad
you bruise my face
couldn't love you more
you got a beautiful taste
don't let the days go by
could have been easier on you
I coudn't change though I wanted to
could have been easier by three
our old friend fear and you and me
glycerine (repeat)
don't let the days go by
glycerine
I needed you more
when we wanted us less
I could not kiss just regress
it might just be
clear simple and plain
that's just fine
that's just one of my names
don't let the days go by
could've been easier on you
glycerine
Screamin' Jay Hawkings
Feast Of The Mau Maus
Live 1969
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OUH OUHH
WOAH! HOAHH
WOAWOAH!!
Cut the fat off the back of a baboon
Boil it down to a pound in a spoon
Scoop the eyes from a fly flying backwards
Take the jaws and the paws off a 'coon
Take your time, ain't life for good cookin'
'Cause the rest of this mess ain't good lookin'
Take the fleas from the knees of a demon
Tell your pals "the gals will come screamin"
To the feast with the beast of the Mau Maus
They make wine from the spine of a bulldog
It's a test for the best for who stays
And the feast with the beast of the Mau Maus
Brush your teeth with a piece of a goose toenail
After death still a breath from a drunk in jail
Pull the skin off your friend with a razor blade
And tonight change tomorrow bring back yesterday
Shake your hip, bite your lip, shoot your mother-in-law
Put on your gorilla suit, drink some elbow soup and have a ball
Get it straight, don't be late, it's time for mad fun
Feast of the Mau Maus has begun - HAW!
At the feast with the beast of the Mau Maus
They make wine from the spine of their bulldogs
It's a test for the best for who stays
And a feast with the beast of the Mau Mau
And a feast with the beast of the Mau Mau
How they talk, man? They go like this
WADEE? HUMDEE MWLADEE
And how do the women talk?
OU UH! DEWAH! OU UH CACKLE
What you want when you wanta tell 'em
You want some more to eat, man?
Well how 'bout gimme some more of that meat there
And pass me some of the inside of that thigh
And spread some spread on it, you know
In between the toes, yeah, sock it to me there, ooh
Sure tastes good, man
Gimme some more of that inside soul, yeah
That, what you mean you ain't got no more soul?
You won't eat that, WAH
Feast of the Mau Mau
They make wine from the spine of their bulldogs
They stick their thumb in their eyeballs
And make peepin' olives
Yeah, that's what's happenin'
Reach into his chest and pull out his ribs, man
Let me bite on that cat's bone
Sock it to me one time
Evil, brother
EVIIIL!
Inside line, please
Can I have a fried ear?
Cain decked the angel said "fuck you screw"
Shook the garden's dust from off his shoe
Then he walked in the desert a mile or two
He came to the plain where the medlars grew
And he sat down on the burning sand
Looked at the red on his brown right hand
And he spoke to the devil about his plans
Out to the east of Eden
Oh, the devil said "Cain, I think this will fly
I want this bastard deep and high
From the guts of the earth to the clean blue sky
Time to rape, scald, scar up and petrify"
So with shovel and pick they worked side by side
Till they ripped out a hole in the grandmother's side
And the city rose out of it bad and wide
Out to the east of Eden
ENOCH BEGAT URUK BEGAT NINEVEH BEGAT BABYLON BEGAT SODOM
BEGAT JERICHO BEGAT CAIRO BEGAT PORT SAID BEGAT [_________?]
BEGAT BANGKOK BEGAT SAIGON BEGAT VEGAS BEGAT HAMBURG
BEGAT NEW YORK CITY BEGAT MEGA CITY ONE BEGAT NEO TOKYO
That was all now so long ago
And down these mean streets now we all must go
All our fears have come true and no help to know
That only our thoughts have made them so
All the people are scared as they can be
Crying "don't try and come to close to me"
Now we all prefer and don't you agree
A mechanical kind of ecstacy
And the masters preen and their wives impress
And the witches burn and the slaves undress
And they all get fucked and paid and blessed
On the altars of their own success
And the numb and stupid and dumb and vain
Have their fatuous theories to explain
Why nobody any longer feels the pain
Down to the east of Eden
Wanna see the infernal city
Wanna see the ruined city
Wanna see the poisoned city
Wanna see the big bad city
Wanna see the lost city
Wanna see the dead city
Wanna see the ghost city
Wanna see the forbidden city
"Pretentious? Moi?" -- Miss Piggy
"Pretentious? Moi?" -- Miss Piggy
Ha...ha. I like it. Here's another one- the album itself is Sacred City, it's about (Gasp!) cities. The one below was written about London, but it could be about others... And of course it's pretentious. They're British. ;)
(Open Up) Your Filthy Heart (To Me)
High above through veils of cloud I look on you again
You're beautiful as always in this light
About you shame and ignorance are clinging like a shroud
But I can't wait to be with you tonight
No angels walk beside you now
No heroes hold your hands
Your heart was broken but your mind's still free
And down below me you are waiting smiling like a ghost
Come open up your filthy heart to me
Into your arms so long ago in innocence and fear
I asked you for your dreams to make me wise
Like a priestess like a whore you took me by the hand
And showed me all your mysteries and lies
But everywhere I go there still are echoes of you now
Your golden streets that no one ever sees
And all I ask is one last time
Before my time has passed
Come open up your filthy heart to me
Mad dogs and millionaires have breathed upon your eyes
Their rituals are sordid and so bland
They whisper their banalaties
They fawn and patronise
How little all your suitors understand
They try to dress you up like someone younger and more free
Ridiculous they try to make you seem
When what you are is perfect and I need no more than this
Come open up your filthy heart to me
Story of my fuckin life.
AGENT ORANGE LYRICS
"Everything Turns Grey"
Things don't seem to be as easy
As they used to be
It's getting harder every day
To think of better things to say
About what's going on around you
And what's happening inside you
When it's time to change you won't know how
It won't matter years from now
No matter what you think or do or say
Everything turns grey
This is it, the darkest hour
Isn't it depressing how our
Minds create an atmosphere
That won't happen here
Unless we make some new demands
To grasp the future in our hands
You know I wish I could but it's too late
For senseless minds that love to hate
No matter what they think or do or say
Everything turns grey
No matter what they think or do or say
Everything turns grey
*coughs*
*ahem*
(feet shuffling)
4 minutes and 32 seconds - John Cage
Heroin - The Velvet Underground
I don't know just where I'm going
But I'm gonna try for the kingdom, if I can
'Cause it makes me feel like I'm a man
When I put a spike into my vein
And I'll tell ya, things aren't quite the same
When I'm rushing on my run
And I feel just like Jesus' son
And I guess that I just don't know
And I guess that I just don't know
I have made the big decision
I'm gonna try to nullify my life
'Cause when the blood begins to flow
When it shoots up the dropper's neck
When I'm closing in on death
And you can't help me not, you guys
And all you sweet girls with all your sweet silly talk
You can all go take a walk
And I guess that I just don't know
And I guess that I just don't know
I wish that I was born a thousand years ago
I wish that I'd sail the darkened seas
On a great big clipper ship
Going from this land here to that
In a sailor's suit and cap
Away from the big city
Where a man can not be free
Of all of the evils of this town
And of himself, and those around
Oh, and I guess that I just don't know
Oh, and I guess that I just don't know
Heroin, be the death of me
Heroin, it's my wife and it's my life
Because a mainer to my vein
Leads to a center in my head
And then I'm better off than dead
Because when the smack begins to flow
I really don't care anymore
About all the Jim-Jim's in this town
And all the politicians makin' busy sounds
And everybody puttin' everybody else down
And all the dead bodies piled up in mounds
'Cause when the smack begins to flow
Then I really don't care anymore
Ah, when the heroin is in my blood
And that blood is in my head
Then thank God that I'm as good as dead
Then thank your God that I'm not aware
And thank God that I just don't care
And I guess I just don't know
And I guess I just don't know
[COLOR=#c0c0c0][COLOR=black]Danzig - Thirteen[/COLOR][/COLOR]
Bad luck wind been blowin' on my back
I was born to bring trouble wherever I'm at
With the number '13' tattooed on my neck
That ink starts to itch
Black gon' turn to red
I was born in the soul of misery
And I never had me a name
They just give me a number when I was young
Got a long line of heartache
I carry it well
The list of lives I've broken
Reach from here to Hell
And a bad luck wind been blowin' on my back
Pray you don't look at me
And I pray I don't look back
I was born in the soul of misery
And I never had me a name
They just give me a number when I was young
Found me with a preacherman confessin' all I done
Catch me with the devil playing 21
And a bad luck wind been blowin' on my back
I was born to bring trouble wherever I'm at
I was born in the soul of misery
And I never had me a name
They just give me a number when I was young
When I was young
When I was young
When I was young
Calling All Angels
Jane Siberry with K.D. Lang
Santa Maria, Santa Teresa, Santa Anna, Santa Susannah
Santa Cecilia, Santa Copelia, Santa Dominica, Mary Angelica
Frater Achad, Frater Pietro, Julianus, Petronella
Santa, Santos, Miroslaw, Vladimir
and all the rest
a man is placed upon the steps, a baby cries
and high above the church bells start to ring
and as the heaviness the body
oh the heaviness settles in
somewhere you can hear a mother sing
then it's one foot then the other
as you step out onto the road
how much weight? how much weight?
then it's how long? and how far?
and how many times before it's too late?
calling all angels
calling all angels
walk me through this world
don't leave me alone
calling all angels
calling all angels
we're cryin' and we're hurtin'
and we're not sure why...
and every day you gaze upon the sunset
with such love and intensity
why it's...it's almost as if
if you could only crack the code
then you'd finally understand what this all means
but if you could...do you think you would
trade it in
all the pain and suffering?
ah, but then you'd miss
the beauty of the light upon this earth
and the sweetness of the leaving
calling all angels
calling all angels
walk me through this one
don't leave me alone
callin' all angels
callin' all angels
we're tryin'
we're hopin'
we're hurtin'
we're lovin'
we're cryin'
we're callin'
'cause we're not sure how this goes
I unintentionally saw her (Jane Sibbery) in concert. She seemed like a cheap imitation of Laurie Anderson.
She also had the misfortune of playing a popular Philadelphia night club as the front-act before a very popular local act had very special show. The crowd was not in the least interested in what she was doing. Well, except for about 30 people (her friends and hangers-on) out of the capacity crowd.
You been bad
Don't do what I say.
You don't listen.
And you never obey.
Try to teach you.
But you just won't be good.
You won't behave the way
A big girl should.
It's time to give the whip a crack.
I'm gonna have to send you back to
Bitch School.
Bitch School.
You're a beauty.
You're the best of your breed.
You're a handful.
And I know what you need.
You need training.
Gonna bring you to heel.
I'm gonna break you with my will of steel.
Discipline's my middle name.
And no one comes back the same from
Bitch School.
Bitch School.
No more sniffling strangers, or running free at night.
You think my bark's bad, honey - wait till you feel my bite.
You got problems.
You whine and you beg.
When I'm busy,
You wanna dance with my leg.
I'm gonna chain you.
Make you sleep out of doors.
You're so fetching when you're down on all fours.
And when you hear your master,
You will come a little faster, thanks to
Bitch School.
Guess who wrote this one?
I unintentionally saw her (Jane Sibbery) in concert. She seemed like a cheap imitation of Laurie Anderson.
She also had the misfortune of playing a popular Philadelphia night club as the front-act before a very popular local act had very special show. The crowd was not in the least interested in what she was doing. Well, except for about 30 people (her friends and hangers-on) out of the capacity crowd.
I've never heard anything by her except this song, from the soundtrack to "until the end of the world" -there's an awesome film.
I wouldn't have guessed that she'd be anything like Laurie A.
Now I'm a little curious.
Blow Up Hollywood - "WMD"
did really poor in high school it wasn't my thing
i wanted to leave this small town but i had no money
so i visit my uncle sam
and he tells me he has a plan
i can see the world for free
i never knew the desert could be so hot
and all this heavy equipment it must cost a lot
well they issued me my gun
and they told me to kill someone
but he hasn't done a thing to me
they put me on the front line
and they told me to wait for a sign
i'd be looking out for wmd's
what are these?
Chocolate Jesus
Well, i don't go to church on sunday
Don't get on my knees to pray
Don't memorize the books of the bible
I got my own special way
I know jesus loves me
Maybe just a little bit more
I fall down on my knees every sunday
At zerelda lee's candy store
Well, it's got to be a chocolate jesus
Make me feel good inside
Got to be a chocolate jesus
Keep me satisfied
Well, i don't want no abba zabba
Don't want no almond joy
There ain't nothing better
Suitable for this boy
Well, it's the only thing that can pick me up
It's better than a cup of gold
See, only a chocolate jesus
Can satisfy my soul
When the weather gets rough and it's whiskey in the shade
It's best to wrap your savior up in cellophane
He flows like the big muddy but that's okay
Pour him over ice cream for a nice parfait
Well, it's got to be a chocolate jesus
Good enough for me
Got to be a chocolate jesus
It's good enough for me
And it's got to be a chocolate jesus
Make me feel so good inside
Got to be a chocolate jesus
Keep me satisfied
Written by: Kathleen Brennan and Tom Waits
I've never heard anything by her except this song, from the soundtrack to "until the end of the world" -there's an awesome film.
I wouldn't have guessed that she'd be anything like Laurie A.
Now I'm a little curious.
She probably isn't now, but I saw her in the mid 1980s. She had the overly thin dancing chicks on stage doing some pseudomechanical movements and pretty much mimicked Laurie's vocal style.
(I Never Loved) Eva Braun by the Boomtown Rats
Are you really going out with Adolf?
I never loved Eva Braun (oh no?)
No, a thousand people say I did (oh yeah?)
Yeah, she was just some girl who was on the make (Yes, we see)
Boy she wanted to be so big.
And in the end it got to be a drag,
She's doing her exercises every day
No matter what people say,
I never loved Eva Braun.
I never heard all the screams (oh no?)
I never saw the blood and dirt and gore (oh yeah?)
That wasn't part of the dream, (yes, we see)
Of maps and generals and uniforms.
I'd always like the big parade,
I always wanted to be adored,
In '33 I knew I had it made,
I never loved....
Eva Braun wasn't history,
She wasn't even part of my destiny
She never really fitted in the scheme of things
She was a triumph of my will,
Oh yeah!
I saw the blondies and the blue eyes, (oh yeah?)
I saw the millions mouthing me, (oh yeah?)
But underneath I was really gentle, (oh yeah?)
D'ja ever see me touch a scrap of meat?
O yeah I conquered all those countries
They were weak an' I was strong
A little too ambitious maybe,
But I never loved Eva Braun.
Gee!
Welcome my son
Welcome to the machine
Where have you been?
It's alright we know where you've been
You've been in the pipeline
Filling in time
Provided with toys and scouting for boys
You brought a guitar to punish your ma
And you didn't like school
And you know you're nobody's fool
So welcome to the machine
Welcome my son
Welcome to the machine
What did you dream?
It's alright we told you what to dream
You dreamed of a big star
He played a mean gituar
He always ate in the Steak Bar
He loved to drive in his Jaguar
So welcome to the Machine
Pink Floyd
"When I Fall" -- Barenaked Ladies
I look straight in the window, try not to look below
Pretend I'm not up here, try counting sheep
But the sheep seem to shower off this office tower
Nine-point-eight straight down I can't stop my knees
I wish I could fly
From this building
From this wall
And if I should try
Would you catch me if I fall?
My hands clench the squeegee, my secular rosary
Hang on to your wallet, hang on to your rings
Can't look below me, or something might throw me
Curse at the windstorms that October brings
I look in the boardroom; a modern pharaoh's tomb
I'd gladly swap places, if they care to dive
They're lined up at the window, peer down into limbo
They're frightened of jumping, in case they survive
I wish I could step from this scaffold
Onto soft green pastures, shopping malls, or bed
With my family and my pastor and my grandfather who's Dead
Look straight in the mirror, watch it come clearer
I look like a painter, behind all the grease
But paintings creating, and I'm just erasing
A crystal-clear canvas is my masterpiece
Time for a bump I think, with my favourite paean to unrequited love:
How Could You Want Him by the Spin Doctors
I’m quite contented to take my chances
Against the guildensterns & rosencrantses
It’s a matter of cain & abel
And I can feel your knee underneath the table
He doesn’t dangle by the seraphim
He only wants a pretty face by him so
How could you want him when you know you could have me?
See the pigeons peck & peck to pay the dues
They peck a little extra to resole their shoes
He’s with the pigeons pecking crumbs
I’m on my deathbed bleeding with the cherubim
He doesn’t dangle by the seraphim
He only wants a pretty face by him so
How could you want him when you know you could have me?
Ferocious angels send me falling stars
But I know just how dangerous wishes are
Ferocious angels watch me come and go
But I’m not too smart to go barging off of roof tops, though
Sit out september on the window sill
’cause you can’t drink wine from a two dollar bill
Saint christopher lives on the end of a quill
Leave him a diamond in your last will
He doesn’t dangle by the seraphim
He only wants a pretty face by him so
How could you want him when you know you could have me?
How could you want him when you know you could have me? (x4)
(Sounds great in the bath!)
And a little beauty from Neil Finn
Faster Than Light
Close your eyes go to sleep
Close your eyes get so dizzy
World is spinning in your bed
I know where the sun goes
It's waking up the sparrows
In England it's morning
In time you'll see that some things
travel faster than light
In time you'll recognise
that love is larger than life
Now you know what you're missing
Now you've seen that I'm willing
If you're looking for the message
Close your eyes
Do you hear what I'm thinking?
Is it how you imagined?
In time you'll see that some things
travel faster than light
In time you'll recognise
that love is larger than life
And praise will come to those whose kindness
leaves you without debt
And bends the shape of things
that haven't happened yet
Close your eyes
Colours changing like a lizard
Close your eyes
I know where the sun goes
I have seen the world turning
In time you'll find that some things
travel faster than light
In time you'll recognise that love is larger than life
And praise will come to those whose kindness
leaves you without debt
and bends the shape of things to come
that haven't happened yet
(the way it is sung brings a lump to my throat, but I think the lyrics bear scrutiny alone)
LIZ PHAIR
"Table For One"
I'm walking down in the basement
I'm leaning on the washing machine
I'm reaching back through a hole in the wall's insulation
I'm pulling out a bottle of vodka
Replacing that with a pint of Jim Bean
I'm lying down on the floor until I feel better
It's morning and I pour myself coffee
I drink it til the kitchen stops shaking
I'm backing out of the driveway
And into creation
And the loving spirit that follows me
Watching helplessly, will always forgive me
Oh, I want to die alone
With my sympathy beside me
I want to bring down all those demons who drank with me
Feasting bleed through me
On my desperation
I hide all the bottles in places
They find and confront me with pain in their eyes
And I promise that I'll make some changes
But reaching back it occurs to me
There will always be some kind of crisis for me
Oh, I want to die alone
With my sympathy beside me
I want to bring back all those moments they stole from me
In my reverie
Darkening days end
Oh, I want to die alone
With my memories inside me
I want to live that life
When I could say people had faith in me
I still see that guy in my memory
Oh, I want to die alone
With my sympathy beside me
I want to bring down all those people who drank with me
Watching happily
My humiliation
I Shall Be Free -- Kid Beyond, Amplivate
One day I went walking down a lonesome road
and I came upon a stranger in some funky robes.
He said he was a soldier, I said where's your gun?
He said I don't got one and I don't need one.
I don't need no weapon, cause I don't fight no war.
I said then well then mister soldier what you fighting for?
Well he didn't say nothin', he just smiled at me.
And then I heard him whisper "You Shall Be Free."
Well excuse me mister, are you sayin I ain't free?
Well, I don't see no shackles or chains on me.
He said we're chained to our hatred and shackled by greed.
Too blind to see the wonder and the mystery.
We got to love one another, give our love so strong,
Love your brother man even when he treats you wrong.
When you love without limits, unconditionally;
When you love without fear, then you Shall Be Free.
So I pried my heart open, as wide as the sea,
And the strangest sensations came over me.
I could see the clouds dancing, felt a raindrop sting,
I could hear the tiny beating of a butterfly wing.
As I sat in the middle I, I felt this love unfold.
A love too big for this body to hold.
That day I became a warrior, with no enemy.
Now I am that funky soldier and I Shall Be Free.
Now I ain't afraid of livin' and I ain't scared to die.
Cause I feel this vibration that I can't deny.
I can feel it singin' through me like a symphony
And it tastes so sweet like destiny.
It's in everything I touch, everything I see
It's in every single fiber of my body.
Every star every creature every leaf on every tree
Is a lesson and a blessin' and We Shall Be Free.
I Shall, I Shall Be Free.
I Shall, I Shall Be Free.
I Shall, I Shall Be Free.
I Shall, I Shall Be Free.
Exxon Bicentenial Singers (1976)
Oil's been around for centuries sure,
floating in springs, in lakes and the streams.
The Indians used if for a medicine cure,
but never in the wildest of dreams
did anyone think, that black sticky stuff,
always in short supply,
would ever have the power enough to gush its way to the sky!
Chorus:
When out came oil!
Out came oil!
Once that Edwin Drake dude,
struck the bubbling crude,
as his drill cut through the soil
Out came oil!
Out came oil!
Spindletop,
Turned it around
The world soon saw just what oil could mean
Starting off slow blowing out of the ground
Then refining that crude to pure kerosene
Oh we really started cracking with a process devised
when a guy named Burton appeared
The history of oil kept us all suprised, cause it's only been one-hundred years!
Since
Out - came - oil!
Out - came - oil!
Industry stood right on,
serving home and farm
It caused the melting pot to boil
When
OUT CAME OIL
OUT CAME OIL
From the hunches and devining rods
Going agaist all of the odds
To the power and the lubrication
For every type of transportation and equipment you can name
Since
Out - came - oil!
Out - came - oil!
Nothing, in this world,
has been the same!!!!
OUT CAME OIL!!
OUT CAME OIL!!!!
The old bastard left his ties and a suit
A brown box
Moth balls and bowling shoes
And his opinions so you'd never have to choose
Pretty soon you'll be an old bastard too
You get smaller as the world gets big
The more you know you know you don't know shit
"The Whiz Man" will never fit you like "The Whiz Kid" did
So why you gotta act like you know when you don't know?
It's okay if you don't know everything
Why you gotta act like you know when you don't know?
It's okay
If you don't know everything
Close your eyes
Close your ears young man
You've seen and heard all an old man can
Spread the facts on the floor like a fan
Throw away the ones that make you feel bad
Kids today are getting old too fast
They can't wait to grow up so they can kiss some ass
They get nostalgic about the last ten years
Before the last ten years have passed
So why you gotta act like you know when you don't know?
It's okay if you don't know everything
Why you gotta act like you know when you don't know?
It's okay if you don't know everything
Tears land on a hand on a chest
The old bastard had a paradigm arrest
He got smaller and the world got big
The more he knew he knew he didn't know shit
"The Whiz Man" never fit him like "The Whiz Kid" did
So why you gotta act like you know when you don't know?
It's ok if you don't know everything
Why you gotta act like you know when you don't know?
It's ok if you don't know everything
I'm getting cold
You used to have a heart
Now I guess its just a stone
You said leave me alone
But even tho I'm here
You know that I'm already gone
Gone, baby
Even tho I'm here you know that I'm already gone
Gone, baby
Even tho I'm here you know that I'm already gone
We've got some time
So lets walk hand in hand together
And hold our heads up high
Since I can't read your mind
You've got to tell me what you're thinking
I won't write in the sky
I won't write in the sky
We're getting old
We've planted our seeds and now we wait for them to grow
You said I'll never show
You how I really feel or which way I'm gonna go
Gone, baby
Even tho I'm here you know that I'm already gone
Gone, baby
Even tho I'm here you know that I'm already gone
We've got some time
So lets walk hand in hand together
And hold our heads up high
Since I can't read your mind
You've got to tell me what you're thinking
I won't write in the sky
I won't write in the sky
No one to hold
The world will make a dream
And a prayer out of our bones
To find where we belong
Our shadows will remain
Even after we are gone
Gone, baby
Even tho I'm here you know that I'm already gone
Gone, baby
Even tho I'm here you know that I'm already gone
Rainbow Eyes - Rainbow
She's been gone since yesterday
Oh, I didn't care
Never cared for yesterdays
Fancies in the air
No sighs or mysteries
She lay golden in the sun
No broken harmonies
But I've lost my way
She had rainbow eyes
Rainbow eyes
Rainbow eyes
Love should be a simple blend
A whisper on the shore
No clever words you can't defend
They lead to never more
No sighs or mysteries
She lay golden in the sun
No broken harmonies
But I've lost my way
She had rainbow eyes
Rainbow eyes
Rainbow eyes
Summer nights are colder now
They've taken down the fair
And all the lights have died somehow
Or were they ever there?
No sighs or mysteries
She lay golden in the sun
No broken harmonies
But I've lost my way
She had rainbow eyes
Rainbow eyes
Rainbow eyes
Spinning, laughing, dancing to
her favorite song
A little girl with nothing wrong
Is all alone
Eyes wide open
Always hoping for the sun
And she'll sing her song to anyone
that comes along
Fragile as a leaf in autumn
Just fallin' to the ground
Without a sound
Crooked little smile on her face
Tells a tale of grace
That's all her own
Spinning, laughing, dancing to
her favorite song
A little girl with nothing wrong
And she's all alone
--Norah Jones
Imagine there's no Heaven
It's easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people
Living for today
Imagine there's no countries
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace
You may say that I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will be as one
Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world
You may say that I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will live as one
I'm pretty sure Forest Gump wrote that song
Imagine there's no Heaven
It's easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people
Living for today
Imagine there's no countries
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace
You may say that I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will be as one
Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world
You may say that I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will live as one
Every time I hear that song it makes me cry
Spinning, laughing, dancing to
her favorite song
A little girl with nothing wrong
Is all alone
Eyes wide open
Always hoping for the sun
And she'll sing her song to anyone
that comes along
Fragile as a leaf in autumn
Just fallin' to the ground
Without a sound
Crooked little smile on her face
Tells a tale of grace
That's all her own
Spinning, laughing, dancing to
her favorite song
A little girl with nothing wrong
And she's all alone
--Norah Jones
Norah Jones has some awesome lyrics. I loved her first album. Not so keen on the second one and haven't heard the third yet, but yeah, there's a number of songs that I find incredibly emotive on the first one.
Brand New - Play Crack the Sky. I basically had this song on repeat after one particularly bad breakup like a fuckin emo kid. But the lyrics can still get me.
"Play Crack The Sky"
We sent out the SOS call.
It was a quarter past four in the morning when the storm broke our second anchor line.
Four months at sea, four months of calm seas to be pounded in the shallows off the tip of Montauk Point.
They call them rogues, they travel fast and alone.
One-hundred-foot faces of God's good ocean gone wrong.
What they call love is a risk to always get hit out of nowhere by some wave and end up on your own.
The hole in the hull defied the crews attempts to bail us out.
And flooded the engines and radio and half buried bow.
Your tongue is a rudder.
It steers the whole ship.
Sends your words past your lips or keeps them safe behind your teeth.
But the wrong words will strand you.
Come off course while you sleep.
Sweep your boat out to sea or dashed to bits on the reef.
The vessel groans the ocean pressures its frame.
To the port I see the lighthouse through the sleet and rain.
And I wish for one more day to give my love and repay debts.
But the morning finds our bodies washed up thirty miles west.
They say that the captain stays fast with the ship through still and storm.
But this ain't the Dakota, and the water is cold.
We won't have to fight for long.
This is the end.
This story's old but it goes on and on until we disappear.
Calm me and let me taste the salt you breathed while you were underneath.
I am the one who haunts your dreams of mountains sunk below the sea.
I spoke the words but never gave a thought to what they all could mean.
I know that this is what you want.
A funeral keeps both of us apart.
You know that you are not alone.
Need you like water in my lungs.
Yeah...I did the same with 'love hurts' by Nazareth after I broke up with my ex. It was pathetic really. Particularly when the 'tape' belonged to him and he came to collect it and I still wanted to listen to it but didn't want to admit I had been. lol
I'll vote for almost the entire Ani DiFranco corpus. There's too much to put here. And she plays some mighty good guitar.
Or The DeFrancos, featuring Tony!
A heartbeat, it's a lovebeat,
And a lovebeat is a good vibration,
Oh, a heartbeat it's a lovebeat,
And when we meet , it's a good sensation,
Listen to my heart pound,
Listen to my love sound,
My age is showing!
When a man lies he murders
Some part of the world
These are the pale deaths which
Men miscall their lives
All this I cannot bear
To witness any longer
Cannot the kingdom of salvation
Take me home
Metallica
The Ballad of Bilbo Baggins
Composed by Charles R. Grean Sung by Leonard Nimoy
In the middle of the earth in the land of the Shire
lives a brave little hobbit whom we all admire.
With his long wooden pipe,
fuzzy, woolly toes,
he lives in a hobbit-hole and everybody knows him
Bilbo! Bilbo! Bilbo Baggins
He's only three feet tall
Bilbo! Bilbo! Bilbo Baggins
The bravest little hobbit of them all
Now hobbits are a peace-lovin' folks you know
They don't like to hurry and they take things slow
They don't like to travel away from home
They just want to eat and be left alone
But one day Bilbo was asked to go
on a big adventure to the caves below,
to help some dwarves get back their gold
that was stolen by a dragon in the days of old.
Bilbo! Bilbo! Bilbo Baggins
He's only three feet tall
Bilbo! Bilbo! Bilbo Baggins
The bravest little hobbit of them all
Well he fought with the goblins!
He battled a troll!!
He riddled with Gollum!!!
A magic ring he stole!!!!
He was chased by wolves!!!!!
Lost in the forest!!!!!!
Escaped in a barrel from the elf-king's halls!!!!!!!
Bilbo! Bilbo! Bilbo Baggins
The bravest little hobbit of them all
Now he's back in his hole in the land of the Shire,
that brave little hobbit whom we all admire,
just a-sittin' on a treasure of silver and gold
a-puffin' on his pipe in his hobbit-hole.
Bilbo! Bilbo! Bilbo Baggins
He's only three feet tall
Bilbo! Bilbo! Bilbo Baggins
The bravest little hobbit of them all
Saw the video a few years ago. Very 1960s. Very silly.
OneRepublic - Apologize
I'm holding on your rope,
Got me ten feet off the ground
I'm hearin what you say but I just can't make a sound
You tell me that you need me
Then you go and cut me down, but wait
You tell me that you're sorry
Didn't think I'd turn around, and say...
It's too late to apologize, it's too late
I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late
I'd take another chance, take a fall
Take a shot for you
And I need you like a heart needs a beat
But it's nothin new
I loved you with a fire red-
Now it's turning blue, and you say...
"Sorry" like the angel heaven let me think was you
But I'm afraid...
It's too late to apologize, it's too late
I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late
Bridge (guitar/piano)
It's too late to apologize, it's too late
I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late
It's too late to apologize, yeah
I said it's too late to apologize, yeah-
I'm holdin on your rope, got me ten feet off the ground...
I love the music to this -
These people purposely obscure their lyrics....ha.....this is what they are really saying:
Hot stuff you dirty Irish!!
My Bloody Valentine Lyrics
Soft As Snow (But Warm Inside) Lyrics
Soft as snow but warm inside
Penetrate you cannot hide
Feeling lost forever
Really need you
Feeling dark and feeling true
This is all I ever knew
Soft as skin in leather
And I whisper 'you'
Harder you come down on me
Sink away you look happily
Secrets keep forever
They're undressing me
Come inside it's warm in here
Better now to have no fear
Carried on a wave
(Where it can lead) you
Touch your head, then your hair
Softer, softer everywhere
Fingertips are burning
Can I touch you there
Soft as velvet eyes can see
Bring me close to ecstacy
High away to heaven
And I'm coming too
Float now coming down on me
Handed you what I cannot see
Feel the big happy, you're exploding me
Soft as snow and warm inside
Penetrate then redivide
Slip away forever
(Do we) need you
A lot of their songs are dirty. I love it!!
In honor of Halloween -
HALLOWEEN - The Misfits
Bonfires burning bright
Pumpkin faces in the night
I remember Halloween
Dead cats hanging from poles
Little dead are out in droves
I remember Halloween
Brown leafed vertigo
Where skeletal life is known
I remember Halloween
This day anything goes
Burning bodies hanging from poles
I remember Halloween
Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween
Candy apples and razor blades
Little dead are soon in graves
I remember Halloween
This day anything goes
Burning bodies hanging from poles
I remember
Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween
Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween
=========
Halloween ll - The Misfits
Formulae ueteres exorsismorum et excommunicationum
Strigas et fictos lupos credere
Daemon pellem lupinam
In trunco quodam cauae
Arboris occultandum
Halloween, halloween, halloween, halloween
Halloween, halloween, halloween, halloween
Halloween, halloween, halloween, halloween
Metamorphoses lycanthropie
Possunt inquam
Metamorphoses lycanthropie
Possunt inquam
Halloween, halloween, halloween, halloween
Halloween, halloween, halloween, halloween
[the above is nonstandard latin. translation:
Ancient formulas of exorcisms and excommunications
That witches and those made wolves believe
I maim now the demon clothed in wolfskin
Having to hide in the hollow of a tree
I believe that they so can be changed.]
I Don't Wanna Change The World - Ozzy Osbourne
Standing on the crossroads, world spinning round and round
Know which way I'm going, you can't bring me down
Don't you try and teach me no original sin
I don't need your pity for the shape I'm in
CHORUS
I don't wanna change the world
I don't want the world to change me
I don't want to change the world
I don't want the world to change me
Tell me I'm a sinner I got news for you
I spoke to God this morning and he don't like you
You telling all the people the original sin
He says he knowsyou better than you'll ever know him
CHORUS
You know it ain't easy
You know it ain't fair
So don't try to please me
Because I really don't care
Don't tell me stories 'cause yesterday's glories
Have gone away, so far away
I've heard it said there's a light up ahead
Lord I hope and pray I'm here to stay
Tell me I'm a sinner I got news for you
I spoke to God this morning and he don't like you
Don't you try and teach me no original sin
I don't need your pity for the shape I'm in
CHORUS
DARN THAT DREAM
Benny Goodman
- words by Eddie Delange
Darn that dream I dream each night
You say you love me and you hold me tight
But when I awake, you're out of sight
Oh, darn that dream
Darn your lips and darn your eyes
They lift me high above the moonlit skies
Then I tumble out of paradise
Oh, darn that dream
Darn that one-track mind of mine
I can't understand that you don't care
Just to change the mood I'm in
I'd welcome a nice old nightmare
Darn that dream and bless it too
Without that dream, I never would have you
But it haunts me and it won't come true
Oh, darn that dream
A song came on the radio that I haven't heard in ages. It was doing the rounds when me and J were beginning to realise it was over. It was the soundtrack to a car ad and ended up a fairly bg hit. It has a strange and melancholic tune. Very sweet.
J told me once it made him think of me. Then as we were in the middle of the break up it seemed to be on every radio play list. Its on my list of songs I still can't listen to without filling up. This and Radiohead's No Surpsies are atthe top of that little list.
Aqualung: Strange and Beautiful.
I've been watching your world from afar,
I've been trying to be where you are,
And I've been secretly falling apart,
I'll see.
To me, you're strange and you're beautiful,
You'd be so perfect with me but you just can't see,
You turn every head but you don't see me.
I'll put a spell on you,
You'll fall asleep and I'll put a spell on you.
And when I wake you,
I'll be the first thing you see,
And you'll realise that you love me.
Yeah...
Yeah...
Sometimes, the last thing you want comes in first,
Sometimes, the frist thing you want never comes,
And I know, the waiting is all you can do,
Sometimes...
I'll put a spell on you,
You'll fall asleep,
I'll put a spell on you,
And when I wake you,
I'll be the first thing you see,
And you'll realise that you love me.
I'll put a spell on you,
You'll fall asleep 'cos I'll put a spell on you,
And when I wake you,
I'll be the first thing you see,
And you'll realise that you love me, yeah...
yeah...
yeah...
yeah...
yeah...
This one always gets to me:
Here a pay
There a pay
Everywhere a co-pay
Oh yes Anthem stole my arm
Ee I ee I oh
:lol2:
I slay me!
A song came on the radio that I haven't heard in ages. It was doing the rounds when me and J were beginning to realise it was over. It was the soundtrack to a car ad and ended up a fairly bg hit. It has a strange and melancholic tune. Very sweet.
J told me once it made him think of me. Then as we were in the middle of the break up it seemed to be on every radio play list. Its on my list of songs I still can't listen to without filling up. This and Radiohead's No Surpsies are atthe top of that little list.
Aqualung: Strange and Beautiful.
I've been watching your world from afar,
I've been trying to be where you are,
And I've been secretly falling apart,
I'll see.
To me, you're strange and you're beautiful,
You'd be so perfect with me but you just can't see,
You turn every head but you don't see me.
I'll put a spell on you,
You'll fall asleep and I'll put a spell on you.
And when I wake you,
I'll be the first thing you see,
And you'll realise that you love me.
Yeah...
Yeah...
Sometimes, the last thing you want comes in first,
Sometimes, the frist thing you want never comes,
And I know, the waiting is all you can do,
Sometimes...
I'll put a spell on you,
You'll fall asleep,
I'll put a spell on you,
And when I wake you,
I'll be the first thing you see,
And you'll realise that you love me.
I'll put a spell on you,
You'll fall asleep 'cos I'll put a spell on you,
And when I wake you,
I'll be the first thing you see,
And you'll realise that you love me, yeah...
yeah...
yeah...
yeah...
yeah...
Well, *there's* something new under the sun. A Jethro Tull track I don't know.
It's not from the Aqualung album, it's from the band Aqualung:)
Well, I'll be dipped.
I **swear** it said Jethro Tull. Of course, it does not. I feel better for not having missed a track but I feel worse for having forgotten how to read. /oldfart
What precedes these lines can be, I think, taken as read. It's all magnificent. The very last choral lines of the Ode an die Freude:
"Seid umschlungen,
Goetterfunken, Goetter-funken!" [Prestissimo]
Obviously chicky - but, woke me up from misery after a breakup that was long overdue. :eek:
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
How did I love you?
There was no measuring
Far above this dirty world
Far above everything
In your tower over it
You were clean
So warm and insightful
Were you in my eyes
I was sure the rightful
Guardian of my life
Damn you betrayer
How you lied
But for seven years
You were loved
I laid golden orchid crowns
Around your feet
For seven years
I bowed down
To touch the ground
So wholly your devotee
You were
All that I could see
I've got my sight now
I see everything you hid
So don't you try to right now
All the wrong you did
I might forget you
But not forgive
But for seven years
You were loved
I laid golden orchid crowns
Around your feet
For seven years
I bowed down
To touch the ground
So wholly your devotee
For seven years
You were so revered
I made offerings of
Anything and everything I had
You were
All that I could see
~Natalie Merchant
The Empty Bottle was half empty, tide was low, and I was thirsty.
Saw her sitting at the bar, you know how some girls are,
Always making eyes, well she wasn't making eyes.
So I sidled up beside her, settled down and shouted, "Hi there."
"My name's Stewart Ransom Miller, I'm a serial lady-killer."
She said, "I'm already dead," that's exactly what she said.
So we tripped the lights fantastic, we was both made of elastic.
Midnight came and midnight went, and I thought I was the President.
She said, "Do you have a car," and I said, "Do I have a car?"
What's so great about the Barrier Reef?
What's so fine about art?
What's so good about a Good Times Van,
When you're working on a broken,
Working on a broken,
Working on a broken man?
When you're working on a broken,
Working on a broken,
Working on a broken man?
My heart wasn't in it, not for one single minute.
I went through the motions with her. Her on top, and me on liquor.
Didn't do no good, well I didn't think it would.
What's so great about the Barrier Reef?
What's so fine about art?
What's so good about a Good Times Van,
When you're working on a broken,
Working on a broken,
Working on a broken man?
--Barrier Reef
I have felt it,
And I have held it,
I have known,
A woman's love.
I have tasted,
And I have wasted,
A woman's love.
(chorus)
And I know,
I know I'll never understand,
All the little things that make it grand,
A woman's love.
And I know,
I know I'll never come face to face,
With anything that takes the place,
Of a woman's love.
Well I have kissed it,
Tried to resist it,
I have missed,
A woman's love.
And I have hated,
Taken for granted,
A woman's love.
(chorus)
And I know,
I know I'll never understand,
All the little things that make it grand,
A woman's love.
And I know,
I know I'll never come face to face,
With anything that takes the place,
Of a woman's love.
Well I have needed,
And I have pleaded,
And I have lost,
A woman's love.
And I have worshiped,
And I have cursed it,
A woman's love.
(chorus)
And I know,
I know I'll never understand,
All the little things that make it grand,
A woman's love.
And I know,
I know I'll never come face to face,
With anything that takes the place,
Of a woman's love.
What would you take the meaning to be?
And on a mission over China
The lady opens up her arms
The flowers bloom where you haved placed them
And the lady smiles, just like mom
That might be obvious, but for years I thought this was a description of someone's father having an affair, overseas while in the military, and this mysterious lady becomes pregnant (the flowers bloom where you have placed them).
Of course, they go on to say:
Angels wings are icing over
McDonnell-Douglas olive drab
They bear the names of our sweethearts
And the captain smiles, as we crash
I guess I just picked out the first part and formed this strange romantic image of the author imagining his father with some other woman, who smiles just like mom, and raises some mysterious sibling somewhere far away. It's something I always heard about happening.
Yes We Can (Barak Obama Song)
Yes We Can (Barack Obama Song) -- Will.I.Am
It was a creed written into the founding documents that declared the destiny of a nation.
Yes we can.
It was whispered by slaves and abolitionists as they blazed a trail toward freedom.
Yes we can. Yes we can.
It was sung by immigrants as they struck out from distant shores
and pioneers who pushed westward against an unforgiving wilderness.
Yes we can. Yes we can.
It was the call of workers who organized;
women who reached for the ballots;
a President who chose the moon as our new frontier;
and a King who took us to the mountain-top and pointed the way to the Promised Land.
Yes we can to justice and equality.
(yes we can, yes we can, yes we can, yes we can...)
Yes we can to opportunity and prosperity.
Yes we can to opportunity and prosperity.
Yes we can heal this nation.
Yes we can repair this world.
Yes we can. Si Se Puede
(yes we can, yes we can, yes we can, yes we can...)
We know the battle ahead will be long,
but always remember that no matter what obstacles stand in our way,
nothing can stand in the way of the power of millions of voices calling for change.
We want change!
(We want change! We want change! We want change...)
We have been told we cannot do this by a chorus of cynics who will only grow louder and more dissonant.
We've been asked to pause for a reality check.
We've been warned against offering the people of this nation false hope.
But in the unlikely story that is America, there has never been anything false about hope. We want change!
(We want change! I want change! We want change! I want change...)
The hopes of the little girl who goes to a crumbling school in Dillon are the same as the dreams of the boy who learns on the streets of LA;
we will remember that there is something happening in America;
that we are not as divided as our politics suggests;
that we are one people;
we are one nation;
and together, we will begin the next great chapter in America's story with three words that will ring from coast to coast;
from sea to shining sea - Yes. We. Can.
(yes we can, yes we can, yes we can, yes we can, yes we can, yes we can, yes we can, yes we can...)
Uriah Heep
And if its bad
Dont let it get you down
You can take it
And if it hurts
Dont let them see you cry
You can make it
Just hold your head up woman
Hold your head up woman
Hold your head up woman
Hold your head high
Hold your head up woman
Hold your head up woman
Hold your head up woman
Hold your head high
And if they stare, just let them
Burn their eyes on you moving
And if they shout, dont let it change
A thing that youre doing
Hold your head up ...
Yes We Can (Barak Obama Song)
Yes We Can (Barack Obama Song) -- Will.I.Am
It was a creed written into the founding documents that declared the destiny of a nation.
Yes we can.
It was whispered by slaves and abolitionists as they blazed a trail toward freedom.
Yes we can. Yes we can.
It was sung by immigrants as they struck out from distant shores
and pioneers who pushed westward against an unforgiving wilderness.
Yes we can. Yes we can.
It was the call of workers who organized;
women who reached for the ballots;
a President who chose the moon as our new frontier;
and a King who took us to the mountain-top and pointed the way to the Promised Land.
Yes we can to justice and equality.
(yes we can, yes we can, yes we can, yes we can...)
Yes we can to opportunity and prosperity.
Yes we can to opportunity and prosperity.
Yes we can heal this nation.
Yes we can repair this world.
Yes we can. Si Se Puede
(yes we can, yes we can, yes we can, yes we can...)
We know the battle ahead will be long,
but always remember that no matter what obstacles stand in our way,
nothing can stand in the way of the power of millions of voices calling for change.
We want change!
(We want change! We want change! We want change...)
We have been told we cannot do this by a chorus of cynics who will only grow louder and more dissonant.
We've been asked to pause for a reality check.
We've been warned against offering the people of this nation false hope.
But in the unlikely story that is America, there has never been anything false about hope. We want change!
(We want change! I want change! We want change! I want change...)
The hopes of the little girl who goes to a crumbling school in Dillon are the same as the dreams of the boy who learns on the streets of LA;
we will remember that there is something happening in America;
that we are not as divided as our politics suggests;
that we are one people;
we are one nation;
and together, we will begin the next great chapter in America's story with three words that will ring from coast to coast;
from sea to shining sea - Yes. We. Can.
(yes we can, yes we can, yes we can, yes we can, yes we can, yes we can, yes we can, yes we can...)
I think I saw a video or something about this somewhere.
these are interesting.
I've had one desire since I was born
To see my body ripped and torn
To see my flesh devoured before my eyes
I'm here for you I volunteer as a human sacrifice
[CHORUS]
Carve me up, slice me apart
Suck my guts, lick my heart
Chop me up I like to be hurt
Drink my marrow and blood for dessert
EATEN... My one desire, my only wish is to be--
EATEN... The longer I live the more I'm dying to feel the pain
EATEN... I would do anything to be--
EATEN... My one desire, my only wish is to be--
EATEN...
I finally found you, my personal slaughter
As an appetizer, I let you taste my daughter
Call me sick but this is what I need
My only purpose here is for you to feed
Desecrate me
Tear me limb from limb
Eviscerate me
Chew me to death
these are interesting.
I've had one desire since I was born
To see my body ripped and torn
To see my flesh devoured before my eyes
I'm here for you I volunteer as a human sacrifice
[CHORUS]
Carve me up, slice me apart
Suck my guts, lick my heart
Chop me up I like to be hurt
Drink my marrow and blood for dessert
EATEN... My one desire, my only wish is to be--
EATEN... The longer I live the more I'm dying to feel the pain
EATEN... I would do anything to be--
EATEN... My one desire, my only wish is to be--
EATEN...
I finally found you, my personal slaughter
As an appetizer, I let you taste my daughter
Call me sick but this is what I need
My only purpose here is for you to feed
Desecrate me
Tear me limb from limb
Eviscerate me
Chew me to death
Eaten by Bloodbath.? I just downloaded it. Good song. :devil:
We walk through the ages
The world on our shoulders
A burden we carry
To the dark end of our days
A thousand eyes watching
Every step we are taking
Waiting to see us
Struggle and fall
And when we are beaten
The cross holds us down
I hear them laughing
And walking away
Carry the cross
And suffer the loss
Hear my confession
Forever damnation
Reincarnation
Bleeding forever
Recover in pain
Pain gives me strength
Pick up the cross
And carry it on
Over and over
The wheel turns again
And when we are beaten
The cross holds us down
I hear them laughing
And walking away
Carry the cross
And suffer the loss
Hear my confession
Forever damnation
Mercy Now
Mary Gauthier
My father could use a little mercy now
The fruits of his labor
Fall and rot slowly on the ground
His work is almost over
It won't be long and he won't be around
I love my father, and he could use some mercy now
My brother could use a little mercy now
He's a stranger to freedom
He's shackled to his fears and doubts
The pain that he lives in is
Almost more than living will allow
I love my bother, and he could use some mercy now
My church and my country could use a little mercy now
As they sink into a poisoned pit
That's going to take forever to climb out
They carry the weight of the faithful
Who follow them down
I love my church and country, and they could use some mercy now
Every living thing could use a little mercy now
Only the hand of grace can end the race
Towards another mushroom cloud
People in power, well
They'll do anything to keep their crown
I love life, and life itself could use some mercy now
Yeah, we all could use a little mercy now
I know we don't deserve it
But we need it anyhow
We hang in the balance
Dangle 'tween hell and hallowed ground
Every single one of us could use some mercy now
Every single one of us could use some mercy now
Every single one of us could use some mercy now
I was listening to an acoustic station and to my suprise they played a country song. The lyrics were right on.
Three a.m. - a baby boy; a new life began
I held him in my arms and knew one day he'd be a man
And soon I'd have to tell him that
this world is not our home
We must give our lives to Jesus; we are not our own
But for now just let me hold you, a little while
Let me adore you while you sleep
Thank You, Lord, for such an angel
Make him Yours to keep
And then I whispered in his ear
There is something you must hear
Any way the wind blows
Don't you think that God knows
We must pass the flame
We must pass the flame
We are the light in a darkened world
We are the fire on the arrow
We must pass the flame
We must pass the flame
She was a portrait of innocence I
took her by the hand
For better or for worse we vowed
that with Jesus we'd stand
We would instill upon our children
that this world is not our home
We would tell them that our treasure
is the promise that we own
But for now just let me hold you a little while
Let me adore you while you sleep
Thank You, Lord, for such an angel
Make them Yours to keep
So let me whisper in your ear
There is something you must hear
And Lord, help us teach Your children well
And turn embers in to fire
Make Your love their soul desire
The doctors came into the room; the
news was not too good
I said, "Daddy, if I could take your
place, you know that I would."
He said, "Son, please don't worry go
and be there for your wife
You know we'll be together in an everlasting life."
Then I said, "Dad, I want to hold you a little while
Let me adore you while you sleep."
Thank You, Lord, for such an angel
Take him home to keep
And then he whispered in my ear
There is something you must hear
Any way the wind blows
Don't you think that God knows
We must pass the flame
We must pass the flame
We are the light in a darkened world
We are the fire on the arrow
We must pass the flame
We must pass the flame
Can the meaning be funny? :) One of my Favorites! (car sing along song)
Cowboy Dan. MM
Well, Cowboy Dan's a major player in the cowboy scene
He goes to the reservation drinks and gets mean
He's gonna start a war
He hops in his pickup puts the pedal to the floor
And says "I got mine but I want more"
Well, Cowboy Dan's a major player in the cowboy scene
He goes to the reservation drinks and gets mean
He drove the desert, fired his rifle in the sky
And says, "God if I have to die you will have to die"
Well, Cowboy Dan's a major player in the cowboy scene
He goes the the reservation drinks and gets mean
I didn't move to the city, the city moved to me
And I want out desperately
Can't do it, not even if sober
Can't get that engine turned over
Standing in the tall grass
Thinking nothing
You know we need oxygen to breath
Everytime you think you're walking you're just moving the ground
Everytime you think you're talking you're just moving your mouth
Everytime you're looking you're just looking down
Well, Cowboy Dan's a major player in the cowboy scene
He goes to the reservation drinks and gets mean
He's gonna start a war
He hops in his pickup puts the pedal to the floor
And says "I got mine but I want more"
Well, Cowboy Dan's a major player in the cowboy scene
He goes to the reservation drinks and gets mean
He drove the desert, fired his rifle in the sky
And says, "God if I have to die you will have to die"
Well, Cowboy Dan's a major player in the cowboy scene
He goes the the reservation drinks and gets mean
I didn't move to the city, the city moved to me
And I want out desperately
Can't do it, not even if sober
Can't get that engine turned over
I'm gonna hav'ta look those two up!
I turned on the evening news
Saw a old man being interviewed
Turning a hundred and two today
Asked him what's the secret to life
He looked up from his old pipe
Laughed and said "All I can say is."
Don't blink
Just like that you're six years old and you take a nap and you
Wake up and you're twenty-five and your high school sweetheart becomes your wife
Don't blink
You just might miss your babies growing like mine did
Turning into moms and dads next thing you know your "better half"
Of fifty years is there in bed
And you're praying God takes you instead
Trust me friend a hundred years goes faster than you think
So don't blink
I was glued to my tv when it looked like he looked at me and said
"Best start putting first things first."
Cause when your hourglass runs out of sand
You can't flip it over and start again
Take every breathe God gives you for what it's worth
Don't Blink
Just like that you're six years old and you take a nap and you
Wake up and you're twenty-five and your high school sweetheart becomes your wife
Don't blink
You just might miss your babies growing like mine did
Turning into moms and dads next thing you know your "better half"
Of fifty years is there in bed
And you're praying God takes you instead
Trust me friend a hundred years goes faster than you think
So don't blink
So I've been tryin' ta slow it down
I've been tryin' ta take it in
In this here today, gone tomorrow world we're livin' in
Don't blink
Just like that you're six years old and you take a nap and you
Wake up and you're twenty-five and your high school sweetheart becomes your wife
Don't blink
You just might miss your babies growing like mine did
Turning into moms and dads next thing you know your "better half"
Of fifty years is there in bed
And you're praying God takes you instead
Trust me friend a hundred years goes faster then you think
So Don't blink
Naw, don't blink, don't blink
Life Goes Faster Than You Think
Don't Blink...
She was staring out the window of their SUV
Complaining, saying "I can't wait to turn 18"
She said "I'll make my own money, and I'll make my own rules"
Mamma put the car in park out there in front of the school
Then she kissed her head and said "I was just like you"
You're gonna miss this
You're gonna want this back
You're gonna wish these days hadn't gone by so fast
These are some good times
So take a good look around
You may not know it now
But you're gonna miss this
Before she knows it she's a brand new bride
In a one-bedroom apartment, and her daddy stops by
He tells her "It's a nice place"
She says "It'll do for now"
Starts talking about babies and buying a house
Daddy shakes his head and says "Baby, just slow down"
Cause you're gonna miss this
You're gonna want this back
You're gonna wish these days hadn't gone by so fast
These are some good times
So take a good look around
You may not know it now
But you're gonna miss this
Five years later there's a plumber workin' on the water heater
Dog's barkin', phone's ringin'
One kid's cryin', one kid's screamin'
And she keeps apologizin'
He says "They don't bother me.
I've got 2 babies of my own.
One's 36, one's 23.
Huh, it's hard to believe, but...
You're gonna miss this
You're gonna want this back
You're gonna wish these days hadn't gone by so fast
These are some good times
So take a good look around
You may not know it now
But you're gonna miss this
...
...
Dude, you just made me cry at my desk.
Flint, my friend, new dad, I mean to get this across to you, too.
These songs *clamor* in my mind and my heart. I'm maybe a page ahead of you in the same book. Our "babies" are 21, 19, and 13.
I sit here at my desk, looking at my right hand. I am holding it, palm up, looking at my empty palm. And I see our youngest's head cradled there, his rump not even reaching the crook of my elbow. I can feel the warmth of his head, his wispy baby hair tickling my fingers.
He turned 13 last week. We've been deployed on our final tour to the Teenage Zone. That's what you get when you blink. Pass the damn tissues.
I sit here at my desk, looking at my right hand. I am holding it, palm up, looking at my empty palm. And I see our youngest's head cradled there, his rump not even reaching the crook of my elbow. I can feel the warmth of his head, his wispy baby hair tickling my fingers.
He turned 13 last week. We've been deployed on our final tour to the Teenage Zone. That's what you get when you blink. Pass the damn tissues.
ahh that's so sweet , it's nice to hear a man be tender.
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U2
I have climbed highest mountains
I have run through the fields
Only to be with you
Only to be with you
I have run
I have crawled
I have scaled these city walls
These city walls
Only to be with you
But I still haven't found what I'm looking for
But I still haven't found what I'm looking for
I have kissed hardened lips
Felt the healing fingertips
It burned like a fire
This burning desire
I have spoke with eternal angels
I have held the hands of a devil
It was warm in the night
I was cold as a stone
But I still haven't found what I'm looking for
But I still haven't found what I'm looking for
I believe in the Kingdom Come
When all the colors will bleed into one
Bleed into one
Well, yes I'm still running
You broke the bonds
And you loosened the chains
Carried the cross
Of all my shame
all my shame
You know I believe it
But I still haven't found what I'm looking for
But I still haven't found what I'm looking for
But I still haven't found what I'm looking for
But I still haven't found what I'm looking for
DON'T TALK
Natalie Merchant / Christian Burial Music © 1987
don't talk, I will listen
don't talk, you keep your distance
I'd rather hear some truth tonight
than entertain your lies
take your poison silently
let me be, let me close my eyes
don't talk, I'll believe it
don't talk, listen to me instead
I know that if you think of it
both long enough and hard
it's the drink you drown your troubles
in is the trouble you're in now
talk, talk, talk about it
you talk as if you care
but when your talk is over
tilt that bottle in the air
tossing back more than your share
don't talk, I can guess it
don't talk, well now you're restless and
you need somewhere to put the blame
for how you feel inside
you'll look for a close and easy mark and
you'll see me as fair game
talk, talk, talk about it
talk as if you care
but when your talk is over
tilt that bottle in the air
tossing back more than your share
you talk talk talk about it
you talk as if you care.
I'm marking every word and
I can tell this time for sure
your talk is the finest I have heard
don't talk, let me go on dreaming
how your eyes they glow so fiercely
I can tell you're inspired
by the name you just chose for me
now what was it? o, never mind
we will talk, talk, talk about this
when your head is clear
I'll discuss this in the morning
but until then
you may talk but I won't hear
U2
I'm not a huge U2 fan, but I think "With or Without You" are some of the most amazing lyrics ever written.
Dude, you just made me cry at my desk.
when i was younger, i thought....I'll probably be moved by 'Cats in the Cradle' at some point in my life.
My dad is retired now, my son is 9, and I'm in the position Harry is in in the song. I'm actually using that song as a cautionary tale. I don't tear up when i hear it, but i'd be lying if I said it didn't effect me.
I bet my dad wells up when he hears it though.
Landslide by Fleetwood Mac does that to me, every time! I almost started bawling just copying the lyrics:
I took my love, I took it down
Climbed a mountain and I turned around
I saw my reflection in the snow covered hills
till the landslide brought me down
Oh, mirror in the sky
What is love
Can the child within my heart rise above
Can I sail thru the changing ocean tides
Can I handle the seasons of my life
Well, Ive been afraid of changing
cause Ive built my life around you
But time makes you bolder
Children get older
Im getting older too
Oh, take my love, take it down
Climb a mountain and turn around
If you see my reflection in the snow covered hills
Well the landslide will bring it down
If you see my reflection in the snow covered hills
Well maybe the landslide will bring it down
I'm not a huge U2 fan, but I think "With or Without You" are some of the most amazing lyrics ever written.
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the most amazing lyrics EVER written?????[/COLOR] You mean the best EVER for all of music history because they relate to your life??
I am not a HUGE U2 fan either but after putting out 20 c/ds they have something I like such as the one you mentioned and this one.
You're dangerous 'cause you're honest
You're dangerous, you don't know what you want
Well you left my heart empty as a vacant lot
For any spirit to haunt
Hey hey sha la la
Hey hey
You're an accident waiting to happen
You're a piece of glass left there on the beach
Well you tell me things I know you're not supposed to
Then you leave me just out of reach
Hey hey sha la la
Hey hey sha la la
Who's gonna ride your wild horses
Who's gonna drown in your blue sea
Who's gonna ride your wild horses
Who's gonna fall at the foot of thee
Well you stole it 'cause I needed the cash
And you killed it 'cause I wanted revenge
Well you lied to me 'cause I asked you to
Baby, can we still be friends
Hey hey sha la la
Hey hey sha la la
Who's gonna ride your wild horses
Who's gonna drown in your blue sea
Who's gonna ride your wild horses
Who's gonna fall at the foot of thee
Oh, the deeper I spin
Oh, the hunter will sin for your ivory skin
Took a drive in the dirty rain
To a place where the wind calls your name
Under the trees the river laughing at you and me
Hallelujah, heavens white rose
The doors you open
I just can't close
Don't turn around, don't turn around again
Don't turn around, your gypsy heart
Don't turn around, don't turn around again
Don't turn around, and don't look back
Come on now love, don't you look back
Who's gonna ride your wild horses
Who's gonna drown in your blue sea
Who's gonna taste your salt water kisses
Who's gonna take the place of me
Who's gonna ride your wild horses
Who's gonna tame the heart of thee
[COLOR="LemonChiffon"]psst.. I actually like Coldplay and Lifehouse better. [/COLOR]
but if you want to know what I think amazing lyircs are then I say Opeth and Amorphis have some really poignant ones.
Hope Leaves
-Opeth
In the corner beside my window
There hangs a lonely photograph
There is no reason
I'd never notice
A memory that could hold me back
There is a wound that's always bleeding
There is a road I'm always walking
And I know you'll never return to this place
Gone through days without talking
There is a comfort in silence
So used to losing all ambition
Struggling to maintain what's left
Once undone, there is only smoke
Burning in my eyes to blind
To cover up what really happened
Force the darkness unto me
I must be feeling introspective today. I may have posted these before, but I love the metaphor of these lyrics:
Barenaked Ladies (Ed Robertson---swoon!)
If I Should Fall
I look straight in the window, try not to look below
Pretend I'm not up here, try counting sheep
But the sheep seem to shower off this office tower
It’s nine-point-eight straight down, I can't stop my knees
Chorus:
I wish I could fly
From this building
From this wall
And if I should try
Would you catch me if I fall?
My hands clench the squeegee, my secular rosary
Hang on to your wallet, hang on to your rings
I can't look below me, or something to throw me
I curse at the windstorms that October brings
I look in the boardroom; a modern pharaoh's tomb
I'd gladly swap places, if they care to dive
They're lined up at the window, peer down into limbo
They're frightened of jumping, in case they survive
I wish I could step from this scaffold
Onto soft green pastures, shopping malls, or bed
With my family and my pastor and my grandfather who's dead
Look straight in the mirror, watch it come clearer
I look like a painter, behind all the grease
But painting's creating, and I'm just erasing
A crystal-clear canvas is my masterpiece
(Chorus)
(Chorus)
When I fall
When I fall
Haven't laughed this hard in a long time
I better stop now before I start crying
Go off to sleep in the sunshine
I don't want to see the day when it's dying
She's a sight to see, she's good to me
I'm already somebody's baby
She's a pretty thing and she knows everything
But I'm already somebody's baby
You don't deserve to be lonely
But those drugs you got won't make you feel better
Pretty soon you'll find it's the only
Little part of your life you're keeping together
I'm nice to you, I could make it through
That you're already somebody's baby
I could make you smile if you stayed a while
But how long will you stay with me baby
Because your candle burns too bright
Well, I almost forgot it was twilight
Even if I think that you are right
Well, I'm tired of being down, I got no fight
You're wonderful, when it's beautiful
But I'm already somebody's baby
And if I went with you I'd disappoint you too
Well, I'm already somebody's baby
Already somebody's baby
Twilight - Elliott Smith
This goes with my current state of bummed-out-ness....
Dust in the Wind
I close my eyes
only for a moment
and the moment's gone
all my dreams
pass before my eyes a curiosity
dust in the wind
all we are is dust in the wind
Same old song
just a drop of water
in the endless sea
all we do
crumbles to the ground
though we refuse to see
dust in the wind
all we are is dust in the wind
Now, don't hang on
nothing last forever
but the earth and sky
it slips away
And all your money
won't another minute buy
Dust in the wind
all we are is dust in the wind
dust in the wind
everything is dust in the wind
I. overture
Words and music by geddy lee, alex lifeson, and neil peart
And the meek shall inherit the earth.
Ii. the temples of syrinx
Words by neil peart, music by geddy lee and alex lifeson
... the massive grey walls of the temples rise from the
Heart of every federation city. I have always been awed
By them, to think that every single facet of every life is
Regulated and directed from within! our books, our music,
Our work and play are all looked after by the benevolent
Wisdom of the priests...
Weve taken care of everything
The words you hear the songs you sing
The pictures that give pleasure to your eyes
Its one for all and all for one
We work together common sons
Never need to wonder how or why
We are the priests of the temples of syrinx
Our great computers fill the hallowed halls
We are the priests of the temples of syrinx
All the gifts of life are held within our walls
Look around this world we made
Equality our stock in trade
Come and join the brotherhood of man
Oh what a nice contented world
Let the banners be unfurled
Hold the red star proudly high in hand
We are the priests of the temples of syrinx
Our great computers fill the hallowed halls.
We are the priests of the temples of syrinx
All the gifts of life are held within our walls.
Iii. discovery
Words by neil peart, music by alex lifeson
... behind my beloved waterfall, in the little room that was
Hidden beneath the cave, I found it. I brushed away the
Dust of the years, and picked it up, holding it reverently in
My hands. I had no idea what it might be, but it was
Beautiful ...
... I learned to lay my fingers across the wires, and to turn
The keys to make them sound differently. as I struck the
Wires with my other hand, I produced my first harmonious
Sounds, and soon my own music! how different it could
Be from the music of the temples! I cant wait to tell the
Priests about it! ...
What can this strange device be?
When I touch it, it gives forth a sound
Its got wires that vibrate and give music
What can this thing be that I found?
See how it sings like a sad heart
And joyously screams out its pain
Sounds that build high like a mountain
Or notes that fall gently like rain
I cant wait to share this new wonder
The people will all see its light
Let them all make their own music
The priests praise my name on this night
Iv. presentation
Words by neil peart, music by alex lifeson
... in the sudden silence as I finished playing, I looked up
To a circle of grim, expressionless faces. father brown
Rose to his feet, and his somnolent voice echoed
Throughout the silent temple hall. ...
... instead of the grateful joy that I expected, they were
Words of quiet rejection! instead of praise, sullen
Dismissal. I watched in shock and horror as father brown
Ground my precious instrument to splinters beneath his
Feet...
I know its most unusual
To come before you so
But Ive found an ancient miracle
I thought that you should know
Listen to my music
And hear what it can do
Theres something here as strong as life
I know that it will reach you
Yes, we know its nothing new
Its just a waste of time
We have no need for ancient ways
The world is doing fine
Another toy will help destroy
The elder race of man
Forget about your silly whim
It doesnt fit the plan
I cant believe youre saying
These things just cant be true
Our world could use this beauty
Just think what we might do
Listen to my music
And hear what it can do
Theres something here as strong as life
I know that it will reach you
Dont annoy us further
We have our work to do
Just think about the average
What use have they for you?
Another toy will help destroy
The elder race of man
Forget about your silly whim
It doesnt fit the plan
V. oracle: the dream
Words by neil peart, music by geddy lee and alex lifeson
... I guess it was a dream, but even now it all seems so
Vivid to me. clearly yet I see the beckoning hand of the
Oracle as he stood at the summit of the staircase ...
... I see still the incredible beauty of the sculptured cities
And the pure spirit of man revealed in the lives and works
Of this world. I was overwhelmed by both wonder and
Understanding as I saw a completely different way to life,
A way that had been crushed by the federation long ago. i
Saw now how meaningless life had become with the loss
Of all these things ...
I wandered home though silent streets
And fell into a fitful sleep
Escape to realms beyond the night
Dream cant you show me the light?
I stand atop a spiral stair
An oracle confronts me there
He leads me on light years away
Through astral nights, galactic days
I see the works of gifted hands
That grace this strange and wondrous land
I see the hand of man arise
With hungry mind and open eyes
They left the planets long ago
The elder race still learn and grow
Their power grows with purpose strong
To claim the home where they belong
Home, to tear the temples down...
Home, to change..
Vi. soliloquy
Words by neil peart, music by geddy lee and alex lifeson
... I have not left this cave for days now, it has become
My last refuge in my total despair. I have only the music of
The waterfall to comfort me now. I can no longer live
Under the control of the federation, but there is no other
Place to go. my last hope is that with my death I may pass
Into the world of my dream, and know peace at last.
The sleep is still in my eyes
The dream is still in my head
I heave a sigh and sadly smile
And lie a while in bed
I wish that it might come to pass
Not fade like all my dreams
Just think of what my life might be
In a world like I have seen
I dont think I can carry on
Carry on this cold and empty life
Oh...noo!
My spirits are low in the depths of despair
My lifeblood spills over..
Vii. grand finale
Music by geddy lee, alex lifeson, and neil peart
Attention all planets of the solar federation
Attention all planets of the solar federation
Attention all planets of the solar federation
We have assumed control.
We have assumed control.
We have assumed control.
This song was based on Anthem by Ann Ran
OH, I love that song:
"And Ann ran,
she ran so far away
She ran all night and day
She couldn't get away.":p
Can't post the darn video...so here's the lyrics. Heard over the weekend to remind my why I love The Pretenders.
Don't get me wrong
If I'm looking kind of dazzled
I see neon lights
Whenever you walk by
Don't get me wrong
If you say "Hello" and I take a ride
Upon a sea where the mystic moon
Is playing havoc with the tide
Don't get me wrong
Don't get me wrong
If I'm acting so distracted
I'm thinking about the fireworks
That go off when you smile
Don't get me wrong
If I split like light refracted
I'm only off to wander
Across a moonlit mile
Once in awhile
Two people meet
Seemingly for no reason
They just pass on the street
Suddenly thunder, showers everywhere
Who can explain the thunder and rain
But there's something in the air
Don't get me wrong
If I come and go like fashion
I might be great tomorrow
But hopeless yesterday
Don't get me wrong
If I fall in the "mode of passion"
It might be unbelievable
But let's not say "so long"
It might just be fantastic
Don't get me wrong
My husband and I sang this to each other for our wedding vows...so this song and its lyrics mean alot to me and always will
Staind "Right Here"
I know I've been mistaken
But just give me a break and see the changes that I've made
I've got some imperfections
But how can you collect them all and throw them in my face
But you always find a way to keep me right here waiting
You always find the words to say to keep me right here waiting
And if you chose to walk away I'd still be right here waiting
Searching for the things to say to keep you right here waiting
I hope you're not intending
To be so condescending it's as much as i can take
and you're so independent
you just refuse to bend so I keep bending till I break
But you always find a way to keep me right here waiting
You always find the words to say to keep me right here waiting
And if you chose to walk away I'd still be right here waiting
Searching for the things to say to keep you right here waiting
I've made a commitment
I'm willing to bleed for you
I needed fulfillment
I found what I need in you
Why can't you just forgive me
I don't want to relive all the mistakes I've made along the way
But I always find a way to keep you right here waiting
I always find the words to say to keep you right here waiting
But you always find a way
To keep me right here waiting
You always find the words to say to keep me right here waiting
And if I chose to walk away would you be right here waiting
Searching for the things to say to keep me right here waiting
Suite Madame Blue
Time after time I sit and I wait for your call
I know Im a fool what can I say
Whatever the price Ill pay for you, madame blue
Once long ago, one word from your lips and the world turned around
But somehow you've changed, you're so far away
I long for the past and dream of the days with you, madame blue
Suite madame blue, gaze in your looking glass
You're not a child anymore
Suite madame blue, the future is all but past
Dressed in your jewels, you made your own rules
You conquered the world and more ..............heavens door
America....america...america..america..
America....america...america..america..
America....america...america..america..
Red white and blue, gaze in your looking glass
You're not a child anymore
Red, white, and blue, the future is all but past
So lift up your heart, make a new start
And lead us away from here
If Everyone Was Listening
The actors and jesters are here
The stage is in darkness and clear
For raising the curtain
And no-ones quite certain whose play it is
How long ago, how long
If only we had listened thein.
If wed known just how right we were going to be.
For we dreamed a lot
And we schemed a lot
And we tried to sing of love before the stage fell apart.
If everyone was listening you know
Thered be a chance that we could save the show
Wholl be the last clown
To bring the house down?
Oh no, please no, dont let the curtain fall
Well, what is your costume today?
Who are the props in your play?
Youre acting a part which you thought from the start
Was an honest one.
Well how do you plead?
An actor indeed!
Go re-learn your lines,
You dont know what youve done
The finales begun.
If everyone was listening you know
Thered be a chance that we could save the show,
Wholl be the last clown
To bring the house down?
Oh no, please no, dont let the curtain fall.
to the tune of George Srait's "Carrying your love with Me"
All I've got's this twenty dollar bag
I don't know what I'll do when I smoke that..
I guess maybe I could go downtown
I might get lucky and find some brown dirt weed
I'll be sure to save the seeds to plant next year......
I'm carrying my drugs with me
I got busted down in Tennessee
For selling cocaine and LSD.....
Carrying my drugs with me.
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There is a secret that has been kept from man 2,000 years
There is a secret that has been kept from man 2,000 years
And that secret is that there are only
twelve people on the earth at any given time
That there are only twelve people on the earth at any given time
And these people have been symbolized
Down through the ages of mankind, by many symbols
They were called:
Twelve tribes of Israel
Twelve sons of Jacob
Twelve gates of Heaven
Twelve inches in a foot
Twelve months to the year
Twelve men on the jury
Twelve days of Christmas
Twelve disciples of Jesus Christ
Twelve manners of fruit on the tree by the side of the river
Good for the healing of all nations
Good for the healing of all nations
And these people are
And these people are:
Aries, who is....I am, ain't I?
Taurus, who is...I have, don't I?
Gemini, who is...I think, I think...
I think so much I wish I could stop thinking
Cancer, who is...I feel, I feel,
and there are no words to describe how I feel
Leo, who is...I will, o'er my will
Virgo, who is....I analyze, I analyze
Libra, who is...I balance, I balance, I balance
between those who know and those who do not know
Scorpio, who is...I desire, I desire, I desire..
Sagittarius, who is...I see, I see...I see so much in
what I'm doing I cannot finish what I'm doing
Capricorn, who is...I use, I use...I use all of
my experience in order to survive
Aquarius, who is...I know, I know...
why do I know when no one around me knows what I know
Pisces, who is...I believe, I believe...
or there is nothing for me to believe in
These are the twelve people who inherit the earth
You are one of them and there are only eleven others
And if you get to know the eleven others
You will be able to get along with everyone all over the world...
all over the world
This thread requires some old skool Afrika Bambaataa and Johnny Rotten
Speak of the destruction.
Speak of the destruction.
Speak of the destruction.
This is a world destruction, your life ain't nothing.
The human race is becoming a disgrace.
Countries are fighting with chemical warfare.
Not giving a damn about the people who live there.
Nostradamus predicts the coming of the Antichrist.
Hey, look out, the third world nations are on the rise.
The Democratic-Communist Relationship,
won't stand in the way of the Islamic force.
The CIA is looking for you.
The KGB is smarter than you think.
Brainwash mentalities to control the system.
Using TV and movies - religions of course.
Yes, the world is headed for destruction.
Is it a nuclear war?
What are you asking for?
This is a world destruction. Your life ain't nothing.
The human race is becoming a disgrace.
The rich get richer.
The poor are getting poorer.
Fascist, chauvinistic government fools.
People, Moslems, Christians and Hindus.
Are in a time zone still searching for the truth.
Who are you to think you're a superior race?
Facing forth your everlasting doom.
We are Time Zone. We've come to drop a bomb on you.
World destruction, kaboom, kaboom, kaboom!
This is the world destruction, your life ain't nothing.
The human race is becoming a disgrace.
Nationalities are fighting with each other.
Why is this? Because the system tells you.
Putting people in faceless categories.
Knowledge isn't what it used to be.
Military tactics to control a nation.
Who wants to be a president or king? Me!
Mother Nature is gonna work against you.
Nothing in your power that you can do.
Yes, the world is headed for destruction.
You and I know it, cause the Bible tells you.
If we don't start to look for a better life,
the whole world will be destroyed in a time zone!
Speak of the destruction.
Speak of the destruction.
Speak of the destruction.
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=ZuL2kvEaWrw if you want to listen
Leonard Cohen - The Future
Give me back my broken night
my mirrored room, my secret life
it's lonely here,
there's no one left to torture
Give me absolute control
over every living soul
And lie beside me, baby,
that's an order!
Give me crack and anal sex
Take the only tree that's left
stuff it up the hole
in your culture
Give me back the Berlin wall
give me Stalin and St Paul
I've seen the future, brother:
it is murder.
Things are going to slide, slide in all directions
Won't be nothing
Nothing you can measure anymore
The blizzard, the blizzard of the world
has crossed the threshold
and it has overturned
the order of the soul
When they said REPENT REPENT
I wonder what they meant
When they said REPENT REPENT
I wonder what they meant
When they said REPENT REPENT
I wonder what they meant.
You don't know me from the wind
you never will, you never did
I was the little Jew
who wrote the Bible
I've seen the nations rise and fall
I've heard their stories, heard them all
but love's the only engine of survival
Your servant here, he has been told
to say it clear, to say it cold:
It's over, it ain't going
any further
And now the wheels of heaven stop
you feel the devil's RIDING crop
Get ready for the future:
it is murder.
Things are going to slide ...
There'll be the breaking of the ancient
western code
Your private life will suddenly explode
There'll be phantoms
There'll be fires on the road
and a white man dancing
You'll see a woman
hanging upside down
her features covered by her fallen gown
and all the lousy little poets
coming round
tryin' to sound like Charlie Manson
and the white man dancin'.
Give me back the Berlin wall
Give me Stalin and St Paul
Give me Christ
or give me Hiroshima
Destroy another fetus now
We don't like children anyhow
I've seen the future, baby:
it is murder.
Things are going to slide ...
When they said REPENT REPENT ...
Let's do some living, after we die.
(The Revealing Science of God, December 14, 1973)
Dawn of light lying between a silence and sold sources,
Chased amid fusions of wonder, in moments hardly seen forgotten,
Coloured in pastures of chance dancing leaves cast spells of
challenge,
Amused but real in thought, we fled from the sea whole.
Dawn of thought transferred through moments of days undersearching
earth
Revealing corridors of time provoking memories, disjointed but with
purpose,
Craving penetrations offer links with the self instructors sharp
And tender love as we took to the air, a picture of distance.
Dawn of our power we amuse redescending as fast as misused
Expression, as only to teach love as to reveal passion chasing
Late into corners, and we danced from the ocean.
Dawn of love sent within us colours of awakening among the many
Won't to follow, only tunes of a different age.
As the links span our endless caresses for the freedom of life
everlasting.
Talk to the sunlight caller
Soft summer mover distance mine.
Called out a tune but I never saw the face
Heard but not replaced
I ventured to talk, but I never lost my place
Cast out a spell rendered for the light of day
Lost in lights array
I ventured to see, as the sound began to play
What happened to this song we once knew so well
Signed promise for moments caught within the spell
I must have waited all my life for this
Moment moment
The future poised with the splendour just begun
The light we were as one
And crowded through the curtains of liquid into sun
And for a moment when our world had filled the skies
Magic turned our eyes
To feast on the treasure set for our strange device
What happened to wonders we once knew so well
Did we forget what happened surely we can tell
We must have waited all our lives for this
Moment moment moment
Starlight, movement, reasons
Release forward
Tallest rainbow
Sun shower seasons
Life flower reasons
They move fast, they tell me,
But I just can't believe that I can feel it
There's someone to tell you,
Amid the challenge we look around in unison with you
Getting over overhanging trees
Let them rape the forest
Thoughts would send our fusion
Clearly to be home
Getting over wars we do not mean
Or so it seems so clearly
Sheltered with our passion
Clearly to be home
They move fast, they tell me,
But I just can't believe they really mean to
There's someone, to tell you,
And I just can't believe our song will leave you
Skyline teacher
Warland seeker
Send out poison
Cast iron leader
And through the rhythm of moving slowly
Sent through the rhythm work out the story
Move over glory to sons of old fighters past.
Young Christians see if from the beginning
Old people feel it, that's what they're saying.
Move over glory to sons of old fighters past.
They move fast, they tell me,
But I just can't believe they really mean to.
There's someone, to tell you
A course towards a universal season.
Getting over overhanging trees
Let them rape the forest
They might stand and leave them
Clearly to be home
Getting over wars we do not mean
We charm the movement suffers
Call out all our memories
Clearly to be home
We've moved fast
We need love
A part we offer is our only freedom
What happened to this song we once knew so well
Signed promise for moments caught within the spell
We must have waited all our lives for this
Moment moment
Past present movers moments we'll process the future, but only
through him we know send flowered rainbows
Apiece apart chased flowers of the dark and lights of songs to
follow and show all we feel for and know of
Cast round
You seekers of the truth accepting that reason will relive and
breath and hope and chase and love
For you and you and you.
Pearl Jam - Do The Evolution
I'm ahead, I'm a man
I'm the first mammal to wear pants, yeah
I'm at peace with my lust
I can kill 'cause in God I trust, yeah
It's evolution, baby
I'm at peace, I'm the man
Buying stocks on the day of the crash
On the loose, I'm a truck
All the rolling hills, I'll flatten 'em out, yeah
It's herd behavior, uh huh
It's evolution, baby
Admire me, admire my home
Admire my son, he's my clone
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
This land is mine, this land is free
I'll do what I want but irresponsibly
It's evolution, baby
I'm a thief, I'm a liar
There's my church, I sing in the choir:
(hallelujah, hallelujah)
Admire me, admire my home
Admire my son, admire my clones
'Cause we know, appetite for a nightly feast
Those ignorant Indians got nothin' on me
Nothin', why?
Because... it's evolution, baby!
I am ahead, I am advanced
I am the first mammal to make plans, yeah
I crawled the earth, but now I'm higher
2010, watch it go to fire
It's evolution, baby
It's evolution, baby
Let's do the evolution
Come on, come on, come on
Leonard Cohen - The Future
Give me back my broken night
my mirrored room, my secret life
it's lonely here,
there's no one left to torture
Give me absolute control
over every living soul
And lie beside me, baby,
that's an order!
Give me crack and anal sex
Take the only tree that's left
stuff it up the hole
in your culture
Give me back the Berlin wall
give me Stalin and St Paul
I've seen the future, brother:
it is murder.
Things are going to slide, slide in all directions
Won't be nothing
Nothing you can measure anymore
The blizzard, the blizzard of the world
has crossed the threshold
and it has overturned
the order of the soul
When they said REPENT REPENT
I wonder what they meant
When they said REPENT REPENT
I wonder what they meant
When they said REPENT REPENT
I wonder what they meant.
You don't know me from the wind
you never will, you never did
I was the little Jew
who wrote the Bible
I've seen the nations rise and fall
I've heard their stories, heard them all
but love's the only engine of survival
Your servant here, he has been told
to say it clear, to say it cold:
It's over, it ain't going
any further
And now the wheels of heaven stop
you feel the devil's RIDING crop
Get ready for the future:
it is murder.
Things are going to slide ...
There'll be the breaking of the ancient
western code
Your private life will suddenly explode
There'll be phantoms
There'll be fires on the road
and a white man dancing
You'll see a woman
hanging upside down
her features covered by her fallen gown
and all the lousy little poets
coming round
tryin' to sound like Charlie Manson
and the white man dancin'.
Give me back the Berlin wall
Give me Stalin and St Paul
Give me Christ
or give me Hiroshima
Destroy another fetus now
We don't like children anyhow
I've seen the future, baby:
it is murder.
Things are going to slide ...
When they said REPENT REPENT ...
It was hard for me to watch that movie but this song (and Cohens style)
fascinated me.
These times are so uncertain
Theres a yearning undefined
And people filled with rage
We all need a little tenderness
How can love survive in such a graceless age?
The trust and self-assurance that lead to happiness
Theyre the very things - we kill I guess
Pride and competition
Cannot fill these empty arms
And the work I put between us
You know it doesnt keep me warm
Don Henley, The Heart of the Matter
[FONT=verdana,arial][SIZE=1][COLOR=#005c5c]If I could save Time in a bottle
The first thing that I'd like to do
Is to save every day
'til Eternity passes away
Just to spend them with you
If I could make days last forever
If words could make wishes come true
I'd save every day like a treasure and then,
Again, I would spend them with you
But there never seems to be enough time
To do the things you want to do
Once you find them
I've looked around enough to know
That you're the one I want to go
Through time with
If I had a box just for wishes
And dreams that had never come true
The box would be empty
Except for the memory
Of how they were answered by you
But there never seems to be enough time
To do the things you want to do
Once you find them
I've looked around enough to know
That you're the one I want to go
Through time with
(according to wikipedia Croce wrote this for his son)
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Thanks f3 - you have no idea how appropriate that was.
In honor of Valentines Day, and young lovers everywhere -
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BIF NAKED
Moment Of Weakness
(From the album "I BIFICUS")
i stand in the pouring rain
you couldn't even be there to pick me up
yer taking me for granted, again
yer running outta time, and yer outta luck!
just a moment of weakness
i should examine my head!
just a moment of weakness
i never meant a word i said
i'm sick with the beijing flu
and you chose then not to come home.
a week later I caught you
kissing a girl who was my clone!
just a moment of weakness
i should examine my head!
just a moment of weakness
i never meant a word i said!
oh, why should I stay and pretend?
you make me laugh again
my darling, truth is - we are not even friends!
oh, love comes and it goes.
where yer heart stops - no one knows...
how did i wind up in the is mess, here - with you!
just a moment of weakness
i should examine my head!
just a moment of weakness
i never meant a word i said!
It was hard for me to watch that movie but this song (and Cohens style) fascinated me.
I wasn't amazed with the film myself, but yeah, it was how I first heard of Cohen, so it wasn't all bad. And while I'm here, I'll throw up some more decent lyrics:
Bloc Party - Uniform
There was a sense of disappointment as we left the mall
All the young people looked the same
Wearing their masks of cool and indifference
Commerce dressed up as rebellion
'cause we are so handsome and we are so bored
So entertain us, tell me a joke
Make it long, make it last
Make it cruel just make me laugh
We can't be hurt
Drink to forget your blues on the weekend
Think about more things to buy
The TV taught me how to sulk and love nothing
And how to grow my hair long
'cause we are so handsome and we are so bored
So entertain us, tell me a joke
Make it long, make it last
Make it cruel just make me laugh
We can't be hurt
We can't be hurt
We can't be hurt
So why do you go picking fights that you'll lose?
(When you have entertainment, when you have things to pass the time)
So why do you have to go thinking thoughts that are above you?
(You can be happy, just play dumb)
(You can be happy, just play dumb)
Well I was brave
And unique,
Intelligent,
A snowflake
I could have been a hero
No-one can be trusted over the age of 14
Tattoo our arms
Converse shoes
Cynical
But we still do it
We tell ourselves that we're different
I've gotten so good at lying to myself
All, all my pain and honour is used up
All, all, all
All my guns are rusted
So when you gonna to realise those are not your wrongs to right
Have another dumb line, have another drink
I am a martyr I just need a motive
I am a martyr I just need a cause
I'm a believer I just need a moment
I'm a believer I just need a cause
We're finding it hard to break the mould
We're finding it hard to be alone
We're finding it hard to have time by ourselves
We have nothing at all to say
Uniform
Uniform
Uniform
There was a sense of disappointment as we left the mall
All the young people looked the same[FONT="]I'm not the sort of person who falls
In and quickly out of love
But to you I gave my affection
Right from the start
I have a lover
Who loves me
How could I break such a heart
Yet still you get my attention
Why do you come here
When you know I've got troubles enough
Why do you call me
When you know I can't answer the phone
Make me lie
When I don't want to
And make someone else
Some kind of an unknowing fool
You make me stay
When I should not
Are you so strong
Or is all the weakness in me
Why do you come here
And pretend to be just passing by
But I mean to see you
And I mean to hold you tightly
Feeling guilty worried
Waking from tormented sleep
This old love has me bound
But the new love cuts deep
If I choose now
I'll lose out
One of you has to fall
And I need you and you
Why do you come here
When you know I've got troubles enough
Why do you call me
When you know I can't answer the phone
Make me lie
When I don't want to
And make someone else
Some kind of an unknowing fool
You make me stay
When I should not
Are you so strong
Or is all the weakness in me
Why do you come here
And pretend to be just passing by
But I mean to see you
And I mean to hold you tightly
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Built To Spill Lyrics
Else Lyrics
Finally I don't mind
Worthless tries at finding something else
Best not talk too loud
You're not as smart as you require of them
Your body breaks
Your needs consume you
forever
And with this lies the need to be here
together
Funny thing with blood
You try to stand but neither leg's awake
Just this side of love
is where you'll find the confidence
not to continue
Your body breaks
Your needs consume you
forever
And with this lies the need to be here
together
OOOh and:
Built To Spill Lyrics
In Your Mind Lyrics
the symptoms of our getting older
the problems that say we don't mind
that most of us never get over
the memories mingled with lies
coincidence gave a confession
that no one's allowed to forget
I don't wanna give the impression
that predestination is set
the distance will increase the danger
where certainty's never enjoyed
regarded as equal yet stranger
embark then embrace then destroy
observing the process will change it
and afterwards even if you
subconsciously rearrange it
it doesn't seem any less true
remnants of thought disappearing
and even transcending concern
disturbing but somehow endearing
conditioned to never unlearn
and no one can tell me to listen
and no one can tell me what's right
'cause nobody has my permission
and no one can see in your mind
in your mind
in your mind
in your mind
when magnifications explore
there slowly emerges a pattern
the details you normally ignore
you notice really what matters
there isn't a time or a place
only an ebb and a flowing
a permanent repeating space
occuring, connecting and growing
and no one can tell me to listen
and no one can tell me what's right
'cause nobody has my permission
and no one can see in your mind
in your mind
in your mind
in your mind
I'm gonna rent myself a house in the shade of the freeway
and when I pack my lunch in the morning
and go to work each day
and when the evening rolls around
I'll come on home and lay my body down
And when the morning sun comes creeping in
I'll get up and do it again.
Amen
Get it up again
Caught between the longing for love
and the struggle for the legal tender
Where the heirs lay claims and play their games
with the heart and soul of the sender
and the veterans dream of a fight
fast asleep at the traffic light
and the children solemnly wait for the ice cream vendor
Are you there?
Say a prayer for the pretender
He knows that all his hope and dreams
begin and end there.
Watched "Taking Chance" today.
Afterwards, this song kept rolling though my mind.
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1916 - Motorhead
Sixteen years old
when I went to the war
To fight for a land fit for heroes
God on my side
and a gun in my hand
Chasing my days down to zero
And I marched, and I fought
And I bled, and I died
And I never did get any older
But I knew at the time
That a year in the line
Was a long enough life for a soldier
We all volunteered
And we wrote down our names
And we added two years to our ages
Eager for life
And ahead of the game
Ready for history's pages
And we brawled, and we fought
And we whored 'till we stood
Ten thousand shoulder to shoulder
At thirst for the Hun
We were food for the gun
And that's what you are when you're soldiers
I heard my friend cry
And he sank to his knees
Coughing blood as he screamed for his mother
And I fell by his side
And that's how we died
Clinging like kids to each other
And I lay in the mud, and the guts and the blood
And I wept as his body grew colder
And I called for my mother, and she never came
Though it wasn't my fault, and I wasn't to blame
The day not half over, and ten thousand slain
And now there's nobody remembers our names
And that's how it is
For a soldier
If you need a friend,
don't look to a stranger,
You know in the end,
I'll always be there.
And when you're in doubt,
and when you're in danger,
Take a look all around,
and I'll be there.
I'm sorry, but I'm just thinking of the right words to say. (I promise)
I know they don't sound the way I planned them to be. (I promise)
But if you wait around a while, I'll make you fall for me,
I promise, I promise you I will.
When your day is through,
and so is your temper,
You know what to do,
I'm gonna always be there.
Sometimes if I shout,
it's not what's intended.
These words just come out,
with no gripe to bear.
I'm sorry, but I'm just thinking of the right words to say. (I promise)
I know they don't sound the way I planned them to be. (I promise)
But if you wait around a while, I'll make you fall for me,
I promise, I promise you...
I'm sorry, but I'm just thinking of the right words to say. (I promise)
I know they don't sound the way I planned them to be. (I promise)
And if I had to walk the world, that make you fall for me,
I promise you, I promise you I will.
Saul Williams - Act III, Scene 2 (Shakespeare)
This is a call out to all the youth in the ghettos, suburbs, villages, townships
To all the kids who download this song for free
By any means
To all the kids short on loot but high on dreams
All the kids watching TV like, "Yo, I wish that was me."
And all the kids pressing rewind on Let's Get Free
I hear you
To all the people within the sound of my voice
Spit for the hated, the reviled, the unrefined
The no ones, the nobodies, the last in line
(Shakespeare)
Spit for the hated, the reviled, the unrefined
The no ones, the nobodies, the last in line
I didn't vote for this state of affairs
My emotional state's got me prostrate, fearing my fears
In all reality I'm under prepared
'Cause I'm ready for war but not sure if I'm ready to care
And that's why I'm under prepared
'Cause I'm ready to fight
But most fights got me fighting back tears
'Cause the truth is really I'm scared
Not scared of the truth
But just scared of the length you'll go to fight it
I tried to hold my tongue, son
I tried to bite it
I'm not trying to start a riot or incite it
'Cause Brutus is an honorable man
It's just coincidence that oil men would wage war on an oil rich land
And this one goes out to my man
taking cover in the trenches with a gun in his hand
then gets home and no one flinches when he can't feed his fam
But Brutus is an honorable man
Spit for the hated, the reviled, the unrefined
The no ones, the nobodies, the last in line
(Shakespeare)
Spit for the hated, the reviled, the unrefined
The no ones, the nobodies, the last in line
If you have tears prepare to shed them now
For you share the guilt of blood spilt in accordance with the Dow Jones
Dow drops fresh crop skull and bones
A machete in the heady, Hutu, Tutsi, Leone
An Afghani in a shanty, doodle dandy yank on
An Iraqi in Gap khaki, Coca Coma come on
Be ye bishop or pawn
In the streets or the lawn
You should know that these example could go on and on and
What since does it make to keep your ears to the street
As long as oils in the soil, truth is never concrete
So we dare to represent those with the barest of feet
'Cause the laws to which we're loyal keep the soil deplete
It's our job to not let history repeat
Spit for the hated, the reviled, the unrefined
The no ones, the nobodies, the last in line
(Shakespeare)
Spit for the hated, the reviled, the unrefined
The no ones, the nobodies, the last in line
(Shakespeare)
Spit for the hated, the reviled, the unrefined
The no ones, the nobodies, the last in line
(Shakespeare)
Spit for the hated, the reviled, the unrefined
The no ones, the nobodies, the last in line
So here's the plan
The Ides of March are always at hand
And when the power hungry strike
They strike the poorest of man
And if you dare put up a fight
They'll come and fight for your land
And they'll call it liberation or salvation
A call to the youth
Your freedom ain't so free, it's just loose
But the power of your voice could redirect any truth
Shift and shape the world you want
And keep your fears in a noose
Let them dangle from a banner star spangled
I'm willing and able
To lift my dreams up out of their cradle
Nurse and nurture my ideals
'Til they're much more than a fable
I can be all I can be and do much more than I'm paid to
And I won't be a slave to
What authorities say do
My desire to live within a nation on fire
Where creative passions burn and raise the stakes ever higher
Where no person is addicted to some twisted supplier
Who promotes the sort of freedom sold to the highest buyer
We demand a truth naturally at one with the land
Not a plant that photosynthesizes bombs on demand
Or a search for any weapons we let fall from our hands
I got beats and a plan
I'mma do what I can
And what you do is question everything they say do
Every goal ideal or value they keep pushing on you
If they ask you to believe it question whether it's true
If they ask you to achieve, is it for them or for you?
You're the one they're asking to go carry a gun
Warfare ain't humanitarian
You're scaring me, son
Why not fight to feed the homeless, jobless, fight inflation?
Why not fight for our own healthcare and our education?
And instead, invest in that erasable lead
'Cause their twisted propaganda can't erase all the dead
And the pile of corpses pyramid on top of our heads
Or nevermind, said the shotgun to the head
And if you like that sort of thing, check out Immortal Technique:
Immortal Technique - That's What It Is
Yeah...Yeah...
Used to run around, gettin my fight in the streets on
Back in the day, before Harlem had a green zone
What god is a good education with no direction?
Like the right to vote with no one to vote for in an election
Like the gun with no bullets in the clip for protection
Like the crowd packed in the front, without the midsection
Used to live robbin and stealin and being reckless
It took time for my mind to put the ghetto in perspective
I used to live in the back, of a holding van
Used to be offbeat, like the white girls' shoulder dance
I wrote rhymes acappella, no beat, behind bars
Shed blood to make it like the story behind scars
I used to be a battle champion, in the meanwhile
Before some of you little fuckers learned to freestyle
Prematurely senile, underground primadonnas
I was Oliver North during Iran Contra
Cause I never snitched, and that's backed by evidence
I learned it from watchin' you, don't ever forget it bitch
Cause everybody knows how the government do
They never snitch on themselves, but they want you to snitch on you
Evolution from Australopithecus
Primitive commercial shit to hard-core lyricist
Your wax is useless
Rappers are dropping like Icarus
Technological revolution, nigga picture this
Yeah...
I told you what it was, but this is what it is now
Lyrical bullets packed to the top of the clip now
Treat it like a robbery, I'm shutting this shit down
Fellas put your hands up, and all the women strip down
That's not misogynist, you ostriches, cause I could just apocalypse
Talk politics to the populace
Or challenge what the market is
With militant caucuses
That'll smash the spirit of hip hop out the sarcophagus
This is the curse of Tutankhamen, I bring the drama on
I'm sinful, I eat you, broad daylight on Ramadan
Hip hop reparations, now we taking back Delucci
Don't tell me you spent it on coke like Danny Bonaduce
We're tired of being on the outside, looking in
Wondering what the fuck hip hop would've been
This is what it is, as opposed to what it used to be
And this is your corporate tax ID eulogy
Dominant species, the new breed, that won't let you breath
I'll make you die for what I believe
So we got nothin in common
There ain't no comparison
You got beef with niggas, I got beef with Aryans
White power, Nazi, European Americans,
Rapid poverty pimps, and fake vegetarians
The resurrection, ripping a bull through the record section
Flight connection to the gentry board of all guerrilla lessons
Fuck a middle man distributor, I got a choice now
This ain't Volume 1., I got a grown man's voice now
Toured the country four times over, I'm older and wiser
Poisonous words, you'll find strychnine in my saliva
I told you what it was, but this is what it is now
.50 caliber bullets, I don't need a clip now
Fuck your private jet nigga, we shootin the shit down
Bomb Wall Street and make the stock market dip down
I told you what it was, but this is what it is now
If you the shit nigga, I don't care about shit now
I play the role of Abraham, idols get ripped down
Melt the ice caps, and make all of this shit drown
WHAT A WONDERFUL WORLD
(George Weiss / Bob Thiele)
I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world
I see skies of blue and clouds of white
The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world
The colours of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people going by
I see friends shakin' hands, sayin' "How do you do?"
They're really saying "I love you"
I hear babies cryin', I watch them grow
They'll learn much more than I'll ever know
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world
Yes, I think to myself, what a wonderful world
Oh yeah
"Stars"
Anyone who ever held you
Would tell you the way I'm feeling
Anyone who ever wanted you
Would try to tell you what I feel inside
The only thing I ever wanted
Was the feeling that you ain't faking
The only one you ever thought about
Wait a minute can't you see that I
I wanna fall from the stars
Straight into your arms
I, I feel you
I hope you comprehend
For the man who tried to hurt you
He's explaining the way I'm feeling
For all the jealousy I caused you
States the reason why I'm trying to hide
As for all the things you taught me
It sends my future into clearer dimensions
You'll never know how much you hurt me
Stay a minute can't you see that I
I wanna fall from the stars
Straight into your arms
I, I feel you
I hope you comprehend
Too many hearts are broken
A lover's promise never came with a maybe
So many words are left unspoken
The silent voices are driving me crazy
As for all the pain you caused me
Making up could never be your intention
You'll never know how much you hurt me
Stay can't you see that I
I wanna fall from the stars
Straight into your arms
I, I feel you
I hope you comprehend
Silent House by Crowded House
Written by Neil Finn about his mother
It makes me all teary, and also makes me so grateful that although I'm not an internationally appreciated, talented, Kiwi songwriter/ singer/ genius, I do have this chance to live with the 'rents and love them for who they are. Not sure which they would choose tho' ;)
Silent House
These walls
Have eyes
Rows of photographs
And faces like mine
Who do
We become
Without knowing where
We started from
It’s true
I’m missing you
And I stand alone
Inside your room
Everything that you made by hand
Everything that you know by heart
I will try to connect
All the pieces you’ve left
I will carry it on
And let you forget
I’ll remember the years
When your mind was still clear
All the flickering lights
That filled up this silent house
One room
Two beds
In the closet hangs
Your favourite dress
Good books
And the best that you ever had
Are in pieces now
The pages ashred
Everything that you made by hand
Everything that you know by heart
I will try to connect
All the pieces you’ve left
I will carry it on
And let you forget
I’ll remember the years
When your mind was still clear
All the flickering lights
That filled up this silent house
Everything that you made by hand
Everything that you know by heart
All the names that you can’t recall
I will try to connect
All the pieces you’ve left
I will carry it on
And let you forget
I’ll remember the years
When your mind was still clear
All the flickering lights
That filled up this silent house
Found this. And had to put it in.
I know it's not in the spirit of the thread, but although the words are beautiful (IMO, almost poetry) when set to music they grow another life. I do adore him.
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For the record - if I believed in angels, they would sound like Neil Finn.
PS - sorry to bang on.
But I just reread this & rewatched the YouTube clip.
Good lord, I adore this man.
I mean, really.
His voice
His musical ability (he plays SO many instruments!)
His amazing stream-of-consciousness lyrics
You know the Dinner Party game?
Neil & Tim Finn have been on my list since I was 16.
Paul Hester too. But he hanged himself.
how 'bout a little les mis?
[JAVERT]
Now bring me prisoner 24601
Your time is up
And your parole's begun
You know what that means.
[VALJEAN]
Yes, it means I'm free.
[JAVERT]
No!
It means you get
Your yellow ticket-of-leave
You are a thief
[VALJEAN]
I stole a loaf of bread.
[JAVERT]
You robbed a house.
[VALJEAN]
I broke a window pane.
My sister's child was close to death
And we were starving.
[JAVERT]
You will starve again
Unless you learn the meaning of the law.
[VALJEAN]
I know the meaning of those 19 years
A slave of the law
[JAVERT]
Five years for what you did
The rest because you tried to run
Yes, 24601.
[VALJEAN]
My name is Jean Valjean
[JAVERT]
And I am Javert
Do not forget my name!
Do not forget me,
24601.
[PRISONERS]
Look down, look down
You'll always be a slave
Look down, look down
You're standing in your grave.
[VALJEAN]
Freedom is mine. The earth is still.
I feel the wind. I breathe again.
And the sky clears
The world is waking.
Drink from the pool. How clean the taste.
Never forget the years, the waste.
Nor forgive them
For what they've done.
They are the guilty - everyone.
The day begins...
And now lets see
What this new world
Will do for me!
[He finds work on a farm]
[FARMER]
You'll have to go
I'll pay you off for the day
Collect your bits and pieces there
And be on your way.
[VALJEAN]
You have given me half
What the other men get!
This handful of tin
Wouldn't buy my sweat!
[LABORER]
You broke the law
It's there for people to see
Why should you get the same
As honest men like me?
[VALJEAN]
Now every door is closed to me
Another jail. Another key. Another chain
For when I come to any town
They check my papers
And they find the mark of Cain
In their eyes I see their fear
`We do not want you here.'
[He comes to an inn]
[INKEEPER'S WIFE]
My rooms are full
And I've no supper to spare
I'd like to help a stranger
All we want is to be fair
[VALJEAN]
I will pay in advance
I can sleep in a barn
You see how dark it is
I'm not some kind of dog!
[INNKEEPER]
You leave my house
Or feel the weight of my rod
We're law-abiding people here
Thanks be to God.
[They throw him out of the inn]
[VALJEAN]
And now I know how freedom feels
The jailer always at your heels
It is the law!
This piece of paper in my hand
That makes me cursed throughout the land
It is the law!
Like a cur
I walk the street,
The dirt beneath their feet.
[He sits down despairingly outside a house from which emerges the Bishop of Digne.]
[BISHOP]
Come in, Sir, for you are weary,
And the night is cold out there.
Though our lives are very humble
What we have, we have to share.
There is wine here to revive you.
There is bread to make you strong,
There's a bed to rest till morning,
Rest from pain, and rest from wrong.
[VALJEAN]
He let me eat my fill
I had the lion's share
The silver in my hand
Cost twice what I had earned
In all those nineteen years -
That lifetime of despair
And yet he trusted me.
The old fool trusted me -
He'd done his bit of good
I played the grateful serf
And thanked him like I should
But when the house was still,
I got up in the night.
Took the silver
Took my flight!
[Taking the silver cup, he runs off, but is brought back by two constables]
Touch of Grey - the Dead
Must be getting early, clocks are running late.
Paint my love a morning sky, its all cold.
Dawn is breaking everywhere, light a candle, curse the glare
Draw the curtains I dont care, but its all right
I will get by, I will get by, I will get by, I will survive.
I see youve got your list out, say your piece and kiss off.
Guess I get the gist of it, but its all right
Oh well anyway, sorry that you feel that way.
Every silver linings got a touch of grey
I will get by, I will get by, I will get by, I will survive.
Its a lesson to me, the ablers and the beggars and the thieves
The abcs we all think of, try to win a little love.
I know the rent is in arrears, the dog has not been fed in years
Its even worse than it appears, but its all right
Cow is giving kerosene, kid cant read at seventeen
The words he knows are all obscene, but its all right
I will get by, I will get by, I will get by, I will survive.
Shoe is on the hand that fits, thats all there really is to it
Whistle through your teeth and spit, but its all right
Oh well a touch of grey, kinda suits you anyway,
Thats all I had to say, but its all right
I will get by, I will get by, I will get by, I will survive.
Its a lesson to me, the devils and the east and the free
The abcs we all must face, try to save a little grace.
Higher Love - stevie winwood
Think about it, there must be higher love
Down in the heart or hidden in the stars above
Without it, life is a wasted time
Look inside your heart, Ill look inside mine
Things look so bad everywhere
In this whole world, what is fair?
We walk blind and we try to see
Falling behind in what could be
Bring me a higher love
Bring me a higher love
Bring me a higher love
Wheres that higher love I keep thinking of?
Worlds are turning and were just hanging on
Facing our fear and standing out there alone
A yearning, and its real to me
There must be someone whos feeling for me
Things look so bad everywhere
In this whole world, what is fair?
We walk blind and we try to see
Falling behind in what could be
Bring me a higher love
Bring me a higher love
Bring me a higher love
Wheres that higher love I keep thinking of?
FTR, I've seen Les Mis live a stupid amount of times.
And it made me cry every time.
I always hated the tourists for laughing during Lovely Ladies. I was fine with the song on the album, but cried buckets in the THEATRE! (was that right?) when Fantine sold her hair.
Never did get round to reading the book though.
Nice Stevie Winwood, Bri. :)
Sigh...
If you listen you can hear it
It's the laughter in the street
It's the motion in the music
And the fire beneath your feet
All the signs are right this time
You don't have to try so very hard
If you live in this world
You're feelin' the change of the guard
All the cowboys and your neighbors
Can you swallow up your pride
Take your guns off if you're willin'
And you know we're on your side
If you wanna get thru the years
It's high time you played your card
If you live in this world
You're feelin' the change of the guard
--Steely Dan (Fagen, Becker)
I am unwritten, can't read my mind, I'm undefined
I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
Oh, oh, oh
I break tradition, sometimes my tries, are outside the lines
We've been conditioned to not make mistakes, but I can't live that way
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
--Natasha Bedingfield
(I miss you miss you)
Hello there the angel from my nightmare
The shadow in the backround of the morgue
The unsuspecting victim of darkness in the valley
We can live like Jack and Sally if we want
Where you can always find me
And we'll have Halloween on Christmas
And in the night we'll wish this never ends
We'll wish this never ends
Where are you and I'm so sorry
I cannot sleep I cannot dream tonight
I need somebody and always
This sick strange darkness comes creeping on so haunting everytime
And as I stared I counted the webs from all the spiders
catching things and eating their insides
Like indecision to call you
And hear your voice of treason
Will you come home and stop this pain tonight
stop this pain tonight
Don't waste your time on me you're already the voice inside my head
Don't waste your time on me you're already the voice inside my head
I miss you
--Blink 182
One week of every year is designated National Brotherhood Week. This is just one of many such weeks honoring various worthy causes. One of my favorites is National Make-fun-of-the-handicapped Week which Frank Fontaine and Jerry Lewis are in charge of as you know. During National Brotherhood Week various special events are arranged to drive home the message of brotherhood. This year, for example, on the first day of the week Malcolm X was killed which gives you an idea of how effective the whole thing is. I'm sure we all agree that we ought to love one another and I know there are people in the world that do not love their fellow human beings and I hate people like that. Here's a song about National Brotherhood Week. ---Tom Leher:
Oh, the white folks hate the black folks,
And the black folks hate the white folks.
To hate all but the right folks
Is an old established rule.
But during National Brotherhood Week, National Brotherhood Week,
Lena Horne and Sheriff Clarke are dancing cheek to cheek.
It's fun to eulogize
The people you despise,
As long as you don't let 'em in your school.
Oh, the poor folks hate the rich folks,
And the rich folks hate the poor folks.
All of my folks hate all of your folks,
It's American as apple pie.
But during National Brotherhood Week, National Brotherhood Week,
New Yorkers love the Puerto Ricans 'cause it's very chic.
Step up and shake the hand
Of someone you can't stand.
You can tolerate him if you try.
Oh, the Protestants hate the Catholics,
And the Catholics hate the Protestants,
And the Hindus hate the Muslims,
And everybody hates the Jews.
But during National Brotherhood Week, National Brotherhood Week,
It's National Everyone-smile-at-one-another-hood Week.
Be nice to people who
Are inferior to you.
It's only for a week, so have no fear.
Be grateful that it doesn't last all year!
--Tom Leher
Stardust
And now the purple dusk of twilight time
Steals across the meadows of my heart
High up in the sky the little stars climb
Always reminding me that we're apart
You wander down the lane and far away
Leaving me a song that will not die
Love is now the stardust of yesterday
The music of the years gone by
Sometimes I wonder why I spend
The lonely night dreaming of a song
The melody haunts my reverie
And I am once again with you
When our love was new
And each kiss an inspiration
But that was long ago
Now my consolation
Is in the stardust of a song
Beside a garden wall
When stars are bright
You are in my arms
The nightingale tells his fairy tale
of paradise where roses grew
Though I dream in vain
In my heart it will remain
My stardust melody
The memory of love's refrain
Deb Talan, "Ashes on Your Eyes"
Just about the time your heart breaks like a wheel
Not in a straight line, but all in pieces
Some you'll leave behind on a road you won't revise
No, you won't revisit that dirty compromise.
Now you only dream in peaceful blue
The morning doesn't even scare you anymore
You are a phoenix with your feathers still a little wet
Baby, the ashes just look pretty on your eyes.
So look up, up ahead
The city lights are dancing for you
Or is it the aurora burning of the edges of the sky?
Don't cry, don't cry
That's all over now.
Now you only dream in peaceful blue
The morning doesn't even scare you anymore
You are a phoenix with your feathers still a little wet
Baby, the ashes just look pretty on your eyes.
Dry your wings in the sun
You have only begun to understand
When it's time to move on there is no one
To hold your hand.
So let go, let go, let go.
Here the night is fine
The stars are sparks of steel
Chiseled in the mines of twilight
You tell me something real, say
"Don't try, don't try
Just remember how, remember, remember"
Now you only dream in peaceful blue
The morning doesn't even scare you anymore
You are a phoenix with your feathers still a little wet
Baby, the ashes just look pretty on your eyes.
Iron & Wine - Jezebel
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ghBJhGIcneU
who's seen jezebel?
she was born to be the woman i would know
and hold like the breeze
half as tight as both our eyes closed
who's seen jezebel?
she went walking where the cedars line the road
her blouse on the ground
where the dogs were hungry, roaming
saying, "wait, we swear
we'll love you more and holy
jezebel, it's we, we that you are for
only"
who's seen jezebel?
she was born to be the woman we could blame
make me a beast half as brave
i'd be the same
who's seen jezebel?
she was gone before i ever got to say
"lay here my love
you're the only shape i'll pray to, jezebel"
who's seen jezebel?
will the mountain last as long as i can wait
wait like the dawn
how it aches to meet the day
who's seen jezebel?
she was certainly the spark for all i've done
the window was wide
she could see the dogs come running
saying, "wait, we swear
we'll love you more and wholly
jezebel, it's we, we that you are for
only"
I've recently been rediscovering The Divine Comedy's back catalogue:P
There're are a couple of albums that were basically the soundtrack to a very strange and exhilirating year. I always loved this one. It spoke to me. It caught the exhiliration.
Don't Look Down by The Divine Comedy
"Birds and planes go
Through the rainbow
Every day though
You simply refuse
Old-fashioned Ferris Wheels
Are no big deal
They're just big wheels with chairs
So don't be scared
Just set yourself free"
She tells me it's alright
To open up my eyes
She holds onto my hand
And the clouds float by
The couple in the car below
They wave to us and say hello
I think they understand
The way we're feeling
I don't need to say 'I love you'
When we're floating
So far up above
Everyone else's lives
Are intertwined
With yours and mine
I hope
They find the joy
That we have found
She tells me it's alright
To open up my eyes
She holds onto my hand
And the clouds race by
The couple in the car above
I suppose they think
That we're in love
I think they might be right
And without warning when we're almost at the top
The wheel that turns us all comes to a sudden stop.
The wind that's blown us dies a quick and painless death
The air gets clammy and we hold each other's breath
We get the feeling that we're not alone in this
And then a God who really ought not to exist
Sticks out a great big hand
And grabs me by the wrist
And asks me "why?" and I say
"Well God, it's like this
It may be arrogance
Or just appalling taste
But I'd rather use my pain than let it all go to waste
On some old god who tells me what I want to hear
As if I cannot tell obedience from fear
I want to take my pleasures where and how I will,
Be they disgraceful or distasteful or distilled
And to be frank I find that life has more appeal
Without a driver who's asleep behind the wheel"
Then God decides that he has taken quite enough
Of all this atheistic tosh I'm spouting off
And so he calls upon his favourite angel choir
To sing of times when men were filled with christian fire
But over-zealous angels flap their wings too fast
And cause the wind to blow and turn the wheel at last
And soon my feet are safely back on solid ground
And then I hear a voice say
"Don't look down!".
Don't Look Down
And again, from The Divine Comedy (from the album Casanova)
Middle-Class Heroes
I see oriental paper globes
hanging like decomposing cocoons
while exotic candles overload
the dusty air with their stale perfume
And I see lentils, beans, seaweed and rice
in jars on the windowsill
And it ain't hardly enough to feed the mice
running behind the lines of allergy pills
All these things will come to pass
when heroes of the middle class
face up to their responsibilities
I see an Indian fertility God
he's got thirty seven limbs to spare
And tasteless tie-dyed tablecloths
that double up as evening wear
And I see naked bodies twist and turn
on the futon of dreams fulfilled
But their three-year-old kid seems unconcerned
he'd rather swallow all those allergy pills
I see unspeakable vulgarity
institutionalised mediocrity
infinite tragedy
Rise up little souls - join the doomed army
Fight the good fight - wage the unwinnable war
Elegance against ignorance
Difference against indifference
Wit against shit
My words fly up to heaven, my thoughts remain below
Words said without feeling never to heaven go...
All these things will come to pass
when heroes of the middle-class
face up, repent, and pay the price
for accidentally creating life
An oversight for which they must atone
and sacrifice their own
Hmm. Think I might go post some youtube clips of the Divine.
Yep.
Fleetwood Mac - Landslide
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=daCzHvg23pc
I took my love, I took it down
Climbed a mountain and I turned around
I saw my reflection in the snow covered hills
till the landslide brought me down
Oh, mirror in the sky
What is love
Can the child within my heart rise above
Can I sail through the changing ocean tides
Can I handle the seasons of my life
Well, I've been afraid of changing
cause I've built my life around you
But time makes you bolder
Children get older
I'm getting older too
Oh, take my love, take it down
Climb a mountain and turn around
If you see my reflection in the snow covered hills
Well the landslide will bring it down
If you see my reflection in the snow covered hills
Well maybe the landslide will bring it down
If You've Only Got A Moustache
Stephen Foster (1864)
Oh! all of you poor single men,
Don't ever give up in despair,
For there's always a chance while there's life
To capture the hearts of the fair,
No matter what may be your age,
You always may cut a fine dash,
You will suit all the girls to a hair
If you've only got a moustache,
A moustache, a moustache,
If you've only got a moustache.
No matter for manners or style,
No matter for birth or for fame,
All these used to have something to do
With young ladies changing their name,
There's no reason now to despond,
Or go and do any thing rash,
For you'll do though you can't raise a cent,
If you'll only raise a moustache!
A moustache, a moustache,
If you'll only raise a moustache.
Your head may be thick as a block,
And empty as any foot-ball,
Oh! your eyes may be green as the grass
Your heart just as hard as a wall.
Yet take the advice that I give,
You'll soon gain affection and cash,
And will be all the rage with the girls,
If you'll only get a moustache,
A moustache, a moustache,
If you'll only get a moustache.
I once was in sorrow and tears
Because I was jilted you know,
So right down to the river
I ran To quickly dispose of my woe,
A good friend he gave me advice
And timely prevented the splash,
Now at home I've a wife and ten heirs,
And all through a handsome moustache,
A moustache, a moustache,
And all through a handsome moustache.
Joby Talbot (one half of The Divine) did all the music for the League. Including a throat grabbing While There's Still Time and Journeys End (in Lovers Meeting, for those that recognise the quote).
He also wrote the soundtrack for Son of Rambow - and if you haven't yet seen it, you should. A little too saccharine in the end, but as a British film it deserves any plaudits it finds.
My long lost friend Tim bought me a Divine Comedy CD, which I adored. Long lost too, I'm afraid. He told me a track really reminded him of me, and I loved it for that reson. It was about mermaids. I didn't like to tell him that a mermaid was a symbol of a whore...
If you search for tenderness
it isn't hard to find.
You can have the love you need to live.
But if you look for truthfulness
You might just as well be blind.
It always seems to be so hard to give.
Honesty is such a lonely word.
Everyone is so untrue.
Honesty is hardly ever heard.
And mostly what I need from you.
I can always find someone
to say they sympathize.
If I wear my heart out on my sleeve.
But I don't want some pretty face
to tell me pretty lies.
All I want is someone to believe.
Honesty is such a lonely word.
Everyone is so untrue.
Honesty is hardly ever heard.
And mostly what I need from you.
I can find a lover.
I can find a friend.
I can have security until the bitter end.
Anyone can comfort me
with promises again.
I know, I know.
When I'm deep inside of me
don't be too concerned.
I won't ask for nothin' while I'm gone.
But when I want sincerity
tell me where else can I turn.
Because you're the one I depend upon.
--Billy Joel
If You Wanna Be Happy -- Jimmy Soul
If you wanna be happy for the rest of your life
Never make a pretty woman your wife
So for my personal point of view
Get an ugly girl to marry you
If you wanna be happy for the rest of your life
Never make a pretty woman your wife
So for my personal point of view
Get an ugly girl to marry you
A pretty woman makes her husband look small
And very often causes his downfall
As soon as he married her and then she starts
To do the things that will break his heart
But if you make an ugly woman your wife
A-you'll be happy for the rest of your life
An ug-a-ly woman cooks meals on time
And she'll always give you peace of mind
If you wanna be happy for the rest of your life
Never make a pretty woman your wife
So for my personal point of view
Get an ugly girl to marry you
[Sax solo]
Don't let your friends say you have no taste
Go ahead and marry anyway
Though her face is ugly, her eyes don't match
Take it from me, she's a better catch
If you wanna be happy for the rest of your life
Never make a pretty woman your wife
So for my personal point of view
Get an ugly girl to marry you
[Spoken:]
Say man!
Hey baby!
I saw your wife the other day!
Yeah?
Yeah, an' she's ug-leeee!
Yeah, she's ugly, but she sure can cook, baby!
Yeah, alright!
If you wanna be happy for the rest of your life
Never make a pretty woman your wife
So for my personal point of view
Get an ugly girl to marry you
If you wanna be happy for the rest of your life
Never make a pretty woman your wife
So for my personal point of view
Get an ugly girl to marry you
If you wanna be happy for the rest of your life
Never make a pretty woman your wife
So for my personal point of view
Get an ugly girl to marry you
If you wanna be happy for the rest of your life
Never make a pretty woman your wife
So for my personal point of view
Get an ugly girl to marry you
In 1986, the University of California Davis, sought two of the
all-time brightest stars,
Dr. Alphonze Mephesto, and Dr. Arny Abe Sacrabin,
Dr. Mephesto worked hard toward his thesis,
his goal was to genetically duplicate the DNA structure of asparagus,
so that all asparagus would grow to the same girth and length,
giving asparagus a much more pleasant presentation in the world's
supermarket vegetable business.
Dr. Abe Sacrabin's goal was to genetically create the greatest musical
entertainer the world had ever seen,
Dr. Abe Sacrabin knew that if he could assemble the right elements he
could theoretically build a DNA structure,
that would ensure his creation of talent far surpassing the average
individual.
At the time, one subject of urban myth was the story that Michael
Jackson, in a effort to
retain his youthful look and feminine vocal characteristics had his
testicles surgically removed,
thereby making him a modern day Castrato,
If such a rumor were true,
Michael Jackson more than likely would have some of his semen preserved
before the surgery to insure the future of his name and lineage.
Word came back to Dr. Abe Sacrabin,
of a secret cold storage locker
deep within the bowels of a UCLA research center,
that not only contained four containers of frozen semen,
but also held a pair of testicles each was labeled with the name, Jack Michaelson.
I once heard a noise, In the night the most sensuous voice,
the song of love from an angelic boy, stuck in my head,
and this is what he said,
"I am gopher boy, pondering reality,
I am gopher boy, Who will buy my raspberries?"
This had to be the seed of the king of pop,
Dr. Abe Sacrabin was able to use his charm and chiseled great features
to woo a young lab technician by the name of Jennifer,
who of course just happened to have the proper access needed to obtain a
small vile of the precious semen.
The search for the egg was a short one,
Dr. Mephesto simply ran an ad in the classified section of an LA Music
magazine. The ad read: "Wanted: Unfertilized human eggs for genetic experiment.
Donors must have musical background."
With a plethora of young eager wannabe musical stardoms, willing to sell their eggs,
the two doctors, after rigorous auditioning, picked and purchased.
Dr. Abe Sacrabin felt that it would be far less complicated legally,
if the fetus was brought to term in the womb of a non human.
He had long since secured the services of the University Volleyball
Mascot,
a llama by the name of Missy.
When the baby was ready,
the child was removed via cesarean.
It was a healthy baby boy, and he was named Kevin.
I once heard a noise, In the night the most sensuous voice,
the song of love from an angelic boy, stuck in my head,
and this is what he said,
"I am gopher boy, pondering reality,
I am gopher boy, Who will buy my raspberries?"
Kevin was a beautiful child,
Dr. Abe Sacrabin sought to it that Kevin was trained by the best in all
aspects of performing, his voice was golden and had a sweetness to it that most males lacked.
He moved with grace and was able to moonwalk by the time he was three.
As Kevin grew with talent, Dr. Abe Sacrabin started noticing odd
developments in his physical state.
When Kevin lost his baby teeth, his secondaries came in with a vengeance,
they were at least twice the size as a normal adult's and the two in
front stuck nearly straight out, also as Kevin reached the 8th year,
he was the same height as he was when he was 4.
To top it off, he was growing hair all over and his penis was enormous,
even by adult standards.
It also dawned on the doctor that even through all the years of hearing Kevin's singing,
he rarely spoke, often chosing to communicate through various grunts and gurgles
I once heard a voice, In the night the most sensuous voice,
the song of love from an angelic boy, stuck in my head,
and this is what he said,
"I am gopher boy, pondering reality,
I am Gopher Boy, who will buy my raspberries?"
Other's were noticing the changes in Kevin,
the children began to tease him, and call him "Gopher Boy".
One Day, a bully by the name of Big Roy, started throwing bananas at him,
soon a crowd of kids were all throwing bananas.
Suddenly, in a fury, Kevin rushed at Big Roy and bit 3 fingers off on his left hand.
Kevin was taken away and placed in the custody of the state,
Dr. Abe Sacrabin actions were found out,
but because there was no legislation concerning the genetic construction
of another human being,
no criminal charges were brought forth.
The medical association's board of ethics stripped him of all his
credentials and his reputation was ruined,
in fact, his name became so synonymous with failure,
that for years to come, med students around the world were known to say
in time of mishap,
"Damn, I feel just like Abe Sacrabin."
Dr. Mephesto immediately began proceeds to adopt little Kevin.
Being a noted scientist and the creator of the cloned asparagus,
it wasn't long before the two were legally united as father and son.
They moved to Colorado, where they live in relative obscurity.
Kevin is still a boy, of few spoken words, sticking mainly to his grunts and gurgles,
but on occasion, if you listen closely, you can hear his sweet golden
singing voice, ring out into the night, over the small town, of South Park.
"I am gopher boy pondering reality,
I am Gopher Boy, who will buy my raspberries?"
I don't really understand it, but apparently, Gopher Boy wants to sell someone his raspberries.
;)
Crusaders in white, red crosses they wear
Defilers of light, in god's name they dare
Acolytes of God or Baphomet
By the churches' law merchants of death
Nightmare-like out of their brain
Visions that drive them insane
Holy war inside their head
Holy men who walk with the dead
We don't want your holy war
Don't need this bloodshed anymore
The funeral pyres burn evermore
We don't want your holy war
Fire and ice falls from the sky
Raining death on all human life
Words of fear to breed in the heart
Fractured lies to tear us apart
We don't want your holy war
Don't neeed this bloodshed anymore
The funeral pyres burn evermore
We don't want your holy war
Everyone wants a paradise
Nobody wants to pay the price
Peace only comes from sacrifice
Still the winds of war blow on
So many say that they believe
Yet they don't prctise what they preach
Power hunger spawned out of greed
Still the fires of hell burn on
Blasphemy done in god's own name
Holy men never take the blame
Seems like the world has gone insane
still the fires of hell burn on
Sands of time are running out for us all
Free your mind before we fall
Senselessly the war machine marches on
Bathory before the dawn
We don't want your holy war
Don't need this bloodshed anymore
The funeral pyres burn evermore
We don't want your holy war
Some love is just a lie of the heart
The cold remains of what began with a passionate start
And they may not want it to end
But it will it's just a question of when
I've lived long enough to have learned
The closer you get to the fire the more you get burned
But that won't happen to us
Because it's always been a matter of trust
I know you're an emotional girl
It took a lot for you to not lose your faith in this world
I can't offer you proof
But you're going to face a moment of truth
It's hard when you're always afraid
You just recover when another belief is betrayed
So break my heart if you must
It's a matter of trust
You can't go the distance
With too much resistance
I know you have doubts
But for God's sake don't shut me out
This time you've got nothing to lose
You can take it, you can leave it
Whatever you choose
I won't hold back anything
And I'll walk a way a fool or a king
Some love is just a lie of the mind
It's make believe until it's only a matter of time
And some might have learned to adjust
But then it never was a matter of trust
I'm sure you're aware love
We've both had our share of
Believing too long
When the whole situation was wrong
Some love is just a lie of the soul
A constant battle for the ultimate state of control
After you've heard lie upon lie
There can hardly be a question of why
Some love is just a lie of the heart
The cold remains of what began with a passionate start
But that can't happen to us
Because it's always been a matter of trust
--Billy Joel, Matter of Trust
Moment of Truth - FM Static :D
Here we are, in the best years of our lives.
With no way of knowing, when the
Wheel stop spinning cause we don't
Know where we're going...
And here we are, on the best day of our lives.
And it's a go, lets make it last, so cheers you
All to that, 'cause this moment's never comin' back
I used to know about her brother, but I never
Knew I loved her, 'till the day she laid her
Eyes on me. Now I'm jumpin' up and down,
She's the only one around, and she means
Every little thing to me
I've got your picture in my wallet, and your
Phone number to call it, and I miss you more,
Whenever I think about you,. I've got
Your mixed tape in my Walkman, been so
Long since we've been talkin' and in a few
More days, we'll both hook up, forever and ever
And here I am, on the west coast of
American and I've been tryin' to think for weeks of
All the ways to ask you, And now
I've brought you to the place, Where I've
Poured my heart out, a million times, for a million
Reasons, To offer it to you
I used to know her brother, but I never
Knew I loved her, 'till the day she laid her
Eyes on me. Now I'm jumpin' up and down,
She's the only one around, and she means
Every little thing to me
I've got your picture in my wallet, and your
Phone number to call it, and I miss you more,
Whenever I think about you,. I've got
Your mixed tape in my Walkman, been so
Long since we've been talkin' and in a few
More days, we'll both hook up, forever and ever
I used to know her brother, but I never
Knew I loved her, 'till the day she laid her
Eyes on me. Now I'm jumpin' up and down,
She's the only one around, and she means
Every little thing to me
I've got your picture in my wallet, and your
Phone number to call it, and I miss you more,
Whenever I think about you,. I've got
Your mixed tape in my Walkman, been so
Long since we've been talkin' and in a few
More days, we'll both hook up, forever and ever
This song played on the radio this morning. I called BelovedDaughter and asked if she was driving. Nope, still at home, why? Because there's a song playing that makes me think of you. She could hear it in the background and she said, I think of me too when I hear that song. I told her good, but don't hurry through it, enjoy each day. We exchanged "I love you"s and I hung up before she could hear my voice fail.
It Won't Be Like This For Long -- Darius Rucker
He didn't have to wake up
He'd been up all night
Layin’ there in bed listenin’
To his new born baby cry
He makes a pot of coffee
He splashes water on his face
His wife gives him a kiss and says
It gonna be OK
It won’t be like this for long
One day soon we'll look back laughin’
At the week we brought her home
This phase is gonna fly by
So baby just hold on
‘Cause it won't be like this for long
Four years later ‘bout 4:30
She's crawling in their bed
And when he drops her off at preschool
She's clinging to his leg
The teacher peels her off of him
He says what can I do
She says now don't you worry
This’ll only last a week or two
It won’t be like this for long
One day soon you'll drop her off
And she won’t even know you're gone
This phase is gonna fly by
If you can just hold on
It won’t be like this for long
Some day soon she'll be a teenager
And at times he'll think she hates him
Then he'll walk her down the aisle
And he'll raise her veil
But right now she's up and cryin’
And the truth is that he don't mind
As he kisses her good night
And she says her prayers
He lays down there beside her
‘Til her eyes are finally closed
And just watchin’ her it breaks his heart
Cause he already knows
It won’t be like this for long
One day soon that little girl is gonna be
All grown up and gone
Yeah, this phase is gonna fly by
So, he's tryin’ to hold on
‘Cause it won’t be like this for long
It won’t be like this for long
IMO, He's way better as Darius Rucker than Hootie w/ the Blowfish.
Oooh V. Yuo made me tear up. I want to go get Princess from school RIGHT NOW and hug her. And never let go. Thanks.
QotR:
Do.
Go.
There is no downside to this plan.
I think this is a prime example of don't mess with musicians. In the old days even royalty was afraid of someone writing them in a song.
This guy took on United Airlines for breaking his $3600 Taylor guitar. Very catchy tune.
[FONT=verdana,arial][SIZE=1][COLOR=#005c5c]If I could save Time in a bottle
The first thing that I'd like to do
Is to save every day
'til Eternity passes away
Just to spend them with you
If I could make days last forever
If words could make wishes come true
I'd save every day like a treasure and then,
Again, I would spend them with you
But there never seems to be enough time
To do the things you want to do
Once you find them
I've looked around enough to know
That you're the one I want to go
Through time with
If I had a box just for wishes
And dreams that had never come true
The box would be empty
Except for the memory
Of how they were answered by you
But there never seems to be enough time
To do the things you want to do
Once you find them
I've looked around enough to know
That you're the one I want to go
Through time with
(according to wikipedia Croce wrote this for his son)
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:sniff: :(
Before The Storm
Red gates of iron cast their
Black shadows on this land
Dividing souls... far below
The gathering winds the armies watch
Are rising from the west
Foretelling news... of freedom’s hand
In secrecy they’ve infiltrated
All of our strongholds
Controlling more... year after year
So we’ve let this happen all along
Believing what’s been said
Our leaders cry... we have no one to fear
We watch the sun rise, and hope
We watch the sun rise, and hope
That it won’t be our last
Before the storm
Before the storm
Before the storm
Before the storm
Is it late to try, must we all die
Our system awaits testv freedom by choice...
Is it for all men, best
So we wait in fear the atom split
Our hearts in two be torn
Learn from the past... before the storm
We watch the sunrise, and hope
We watch the sunrise, and hope
That it won’t be our last
"Back 2 Good"
It's nothing, it's so normal you
Just stand there I could say so much
But I don't go there cuz I don't want to
I was thinking if you were lonely
Maybe we could leave here and no one would know
At least not to the point that we would think so
Everyone here, knows everyone here is thinking about
Somebody else
It's best if we all keep it under our heads
I couldn't tell, if anyone here was feeling the way I do
But I'm lonely now, and I don't know how
To get it back to good
This don't mean that, you own me
This ain't no good, in fact it's phony as hell
But things worked out just like you wanted too
If you see me out you don't know me
Try to turn your head, try to give me some room
To figure out just what I'm going to do
And everyone here, hates everyone here for doing just like
They do
It's best if we all keep this quiet instead
And I couldn't tell, why everyone here was doing me like
They do
But I'm sorry now, and I don't know how
To get it back to good
Everyone here, is wondering what it's like to be with
Somebody else
Everyone here's to blame, everyone here
Gets caught up in the pleasure of the pain, everyone hides
Shades of shame, but looking inside we're the same, we're
The same
And we're all grown now, but we don't know how
To get it back to good
Everyone here, knows everyone here is thinking 'bout
Somebody else
It's best if we all keep this under our heads
I couldn't tell, if anyone here was feeling the way I do
But it's over now, and I don't know how, it's over now
There's no getting back to good
Matchbox 20
Miss independent
Miss self-sufficient
Miss keep your distance
Miss unafraid
Miss out of my way
Miss don't let a man interfere, no
Miss on her own
Miss almost grown
Miss never let a man help her off her throne
So, by keeping her heart protected
She'll never, ever feel rejected
Little miss apprehensive
Said ooh, she fell in love
What is this feeling taking over?
Thinking no one could open the door
Surprise, it's time, to feel what's real
What happened to miss independent's no longer need to be defensive?
Goodbye, old you, when love, is true
Misguided heart
Miss play it smart
Miss if you wanna use that line, you better not start, no
But she miscalculated
She didn't wanna end up jaded
And this miss decided not to miss out on true love
So, by changing a misconception
She went in a new direction
And found inside, she felt a connection
She fell in love
What is this feeling taking over?
Thinking no one could open the door
Surprise, it's time, to feel what's real
What happened to miss independent's no longer need to be defensive?
Goodbye, old you, when love, is true (when love, is true)
When miss independent walked away
No time for love that came her way
She looked in the mirror and thought today
What happened to miss no longer afraid?
It took some time for her to see
How beautiful love could truly be
No more talk of why can't that be me
I'm so glad I've finally seen
What is this feeling taking over?
Thinking no one could open the door
Surprise, it's time, to feel what's real
What happened to miss independent's no longer need to be defensive?
Goodbye, old you, when love, is true (when love, is true)
Miss Independent--Kelly Clarkson
I run from pain
I run from prejudice
I run from pessimists
But I run too late
I run my life
Or is it running me
Run from my past
I run too fast
Or too slow it seems
When lies become the truth
That’s when I run to you
This world keeps spinning faster
Into a new disaster so I run to you
I run to you baby
And when it all starts coming undone
Baby you’re the only one I run to
I run to you
We run on fumes
Your life and mine
Like the sands of time
Slippin’ right on through
And our love’s the only truth
That’s why I run to you
--Lady Antebellum
You Know Better - Tina Dico
It's late in the afternoon
The light falls through the window
It's draws a cross
Above my bed
Where you're on a different moon
Where violent winds blow with no course
Inside your head
You think there may be something wrong with you
To make you doubt your love like this
Well, I guess I'm singing out this song to you
To let you know I think there is
But you know better than me
You know better than anyone
You know better than me
You know better than me
"Maybe it's selfishness" you say
"All the promise I've broken thoughtlesly
I know that's no way to live"
"Or maybe it's mere distress" I say
"Fear to let anyone close enough to see
That you've got nothing to give?"
You say you need to travel far away
To make you think of something else
Well, I think you'd find out if you dared to stay
That far away is a place inside yourself
But you know better than me
You know better than anyone
You know better than me
You know better than me
Oh, did you ever place a bet?
Did you ever gamble anything for love?
What you give is what you get
And now you know it's not enough
You say you need to travel far away
To make you think of something else
Well, I think you'd find out if you dared to stay
That far away is a place inside yourself
But you know better than me
You know better than anyone
You know better than me
You know better than me
of course it is much better sung,
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3TSW1oGq_pM&p=9A019C7A342B72CB&playnext=1&index=47Father by Manowar
When I was small
You took me by the hand
Father you should know
I finally understand
You taught me wrong from right
And how to live
You gave the greatest gift
That one could give
You never let me down
You made me strong
When I made mistakes
When I was wrong
Some days we'd laugh
And some days we'd fight
Somehow you knew one day
I'd say you were right
You're with me
In every word I say
In every hour
Of every single day
In all I do
I'm just a part of you
You lived your life for us
That was your plan
Those hands that never take
They worked the land
Hands that never take
Can only give
And because of you
I know how to live
You're with me
In every word I say
In every hour
Of every single day
In all I do
I'm just a part of you
Father just one thing
You always knew
Every word you said to me was true
Lyrics with meaning
I don't want to change the world, I don't want the world to change me. -Ozzy Osbourne
She's got the jack, she's got the jack
She's got the jack, she's got the jack
She's got the jack, she's got the jack
She's got the jack, she's got the jack
She's got the jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack
She's got the jack
(I'm sure it means something, I've just never been that high and conscious at the same time)
Listen to the live version on "If You Want Blood You've Got It".
"If You Want Blood, You've Got It" is prolly my most favoritest live album. I always loved the feedback during Angus' solos.
paraphrasing The JaneDear Girls:
She's a wild flower growing in the sunshine
Soaking up the way of life she was raised in
Runnin barefoot, bloomin in a summer shower
Ponytail dancin, she can't help it, she's a wild flower
...No rose, no daisy can touch what she's got...
"If You Want Blood, You've Got It" is prolly my most favoritest live album. I always loved the feedback during Angus' solos.
Ever watch Malcolm during the shows?
He's got the "deer in the headlights" look on his face, like he's being forced at gunpoint to play.
Been that way since about 1974.....
I really really hope this isn't something that is already here... I read through 4 or 5 random pages in this thread, but my pc is really slow right now...very slow.
"Biko"
September '77
Port Elizabeth weather fine
It was business as usual
In police room 619
Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
Yihla Moja, Yihla Moja
-The man is dead
When I try to sleep at night
I can only dream in red
The outside world is black and white
With only one colour dead
Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
Yihla Moja, Yihla Moja
-The man is dead
You can blow out a candle
But you can't blow out a fire
Once the flames begin to catch
The wind will blow it higher
Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
Yihla Moja, Yihla Moja
-The man is dead
And the eyes of the world are
watching now
watching now
There's a shadow just behind me,
shrouding every step I take,
making every promise empty,
pointing every finger at me.
Waiting like a stalking butler
who upon the finger rests.
Murder now the pattern must we,
just because the son has come?
Jesus, won't you fucking whistle
something but the past and done?
Jesus, wont you fucking whistle
something but the past endured?
Why can't we not be sober?
I Just want to start this over.
And why can't we drink forever?
I just want to start this over.
I am just a worthless liar.
I am just an imbecile.
I will only complicate you.
Trust in me and fall as well.
I will find a center in you.
I will chew it up and leave,
I will work to elevate you
just enough to bring you down
Mother Mary won't you whisper
something but what's past and done.
Mother Mary won't you whisper
something but what's past and done.
Why can't we not be sober?
I Just want to start this over.
Ah, why can't we sleep forever?
I just want to start this over.
I am just a worthless liar.
I am just an imbecile.
I will only complicate you.
Trust in me and fall as well.
I will find a center in you.
I will chew it up and leave,
Trust me, trust me, trust me,
trust me, and trust me
Why can't we not be sober?
Just want to start this over.
Why can't we sleep forever?
Just want to start this over.
I want what I want, I want what
I want, I want what I want, I want
what I want
Jim, stop beating yourself up.
I feel so foolish, I never noticed
You'd act so nervous, could you be falling for me?
It took a rumor to make me wonder
Now I'm convinced I'm going under
Thinking 'bout you every day
Dreaming 'bout you every night
Hoping that you feel the same way
Now that we know it, let's really show it, Darlin'
Let's give them something to talk about
Hey Fred by ReHaB
Nicoderm patch and a Marlboro red
Wild turkey out the bottle gauz covers where the wrists bled
Begged and pled and fled rockin' a hospital gown brain dead
Hitched a ride with a guy named Fred
Hey Fred, fuck that rehab shit
Cause I don't know if I want peace that bad
Seems that I'm so comfortable, uncomfortable and sad
But everybody else gets so damn mad
Objects in the mirror are closere than they apprear
I look half dead from here and I need bread for beer
There probably discovering my empty bed about now
No turning back, oh my God
I turn up the radio, rain smackin' the window
I'm the Mario inside the super Nintendo
Can't hide when your sick
And the chemicals are holding the joystick
Hey Fred, fuck that rehab shit
Cause I don't know if I want peace that bad
Seems that I'm so comfortable, uncomfortable and sad
But everybody else gets so damn mad
Vegitation euforic hope, I'm graspin
Walkin' out the mathadone clinic
Fuck it, I'm relasin'
Geeked up on more snow than Aspen
Lookin' for fudge ripple I got my rig
Life is good, oh how you fig
Pump up my dose to tripple
Main line noddin' out fallin' on my spine
CC's and cheap wine back to the land of the blind
Rewind, opium dens knockin' out brain cells
In the tens of thousands
Hookers and junkie hens and shitty housin
How arousing, day siz in the desert
On a horse with no name
Gradual suicide but whose to blame
I guess it's nobody's fault, I'm just lame
Nothin' stops cause if I'm headed back to Detox
I'm drinkin' Clorox
Hey Fred, fuck that rehab shit
Cause I don't know if I want peace that bad
Seems that I'm so comfortable, uncomfortable and sad
But everybody else gets so damn mad
Quick Fred floor it, I gotta get away
Hands me a J said it'll be okay
Like an old friend is the smell and the taste
You know Fred I just couldn't take that place
Hey Fred, fuck that rehab shit
Cause I don't know if I want peace that bad
Seems that I'm so comfortable, uncomfortable and sad
But everybody else gets so damn mad
It was 1989 my thoughts were short my hair was long
Caught somewhere between a boy and man
She was seventeen and she was far from in between
It was summertime in northern Michigan
Splashing through the sand bar talking by the campfire
It's the simple things in life, like when and where
We didn't have no internet but man I never will forget
The way the moonlight shined upon her hair
...
Catching Walleye from the dock watching the waves roll off the rocks
She'll forever hold a spot inside my soul
We'd blister in the sun we couldn't wait for night to come
To hit that sand and play some rock and roll
...
Now nothing seems as strange as when the leaves begin to change
Or how we thought those days would never end
Sometimes I'll hear that song and I'll start to sing along
And think man I'd love to see that girl again
~Kid Rock "All Summer Long"
Damn, rough words Jim.
Is that a bad thing around here? :o
I was justified when I was five
Raising cane, I spit in your eye
Times are changing, now the poor get fat
But the fever's gonna catch you when the bitch gets back
Eat meat on Friday that's alright
Even like steak on a Saturday night
I can bitch the best at your social do's
I get high in the evening sniffing pots of glue
I'm a bitch, I'm a bitch
Oh the bitch is back
Stone cold sober as a matter of fact
I can bitch, I can bitch
`Cause I'm better than you
It's the way that I move
The things that I do
I entertain by picking brains
Sell my soul by dropping names
I don't like those, my God, what's that
Oh it's full of nasty habits when the bitch gets back
--Elton John
Old pirates, yes, they rob I;
Sold I to the merchant ships,
Minutes after they took I
From the bottomless pit.
But my hand was made strong
By the 'and of the Almighty.
We forward in this generation
Triumphantly.
Won't you help to sing
This songs of freedom
'Cause all I ever have:
Redemption songs;
Redemption songs.
Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery;
None but ourselves can free our minds.
Have no fear for atomic energy,
'Cause none of them can stop the time.
How long shall they kill our prophets,
While we stand aside and look? Ooh!
Some say it's just a part of it:
We've got to fullfil the book.
Won't you help to sing
This songs of freedom-
'Cause all I ever have:
Redemption songs;
Redemption songs;
Redemption songs.
---
/Guitar break/
---
Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery;
None but ourselves can free our mind.
Wo! Have no fear for atomic energy,
'Cause none of them-a can-a stop-a the time.
How long shall they kill our prophets,
While we stand aside and look?
Yes, some say it's just a part of it:
We've got to fullfil the book.
Won't you have to sing
This songs of freedom? -
'Cause all I ever had:
Redemption songs -
All I ever had:
Redemption songs:
These songs of freedom,
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We were all into Marley in college, of course. My roomie and I were listening to a "cassette" tape one time (us old ladies remember cassettes) and we decided it was actually "The Damn Chim Song." Chim was a wily monkey who was always taking stuff out of our fridge, in our version, and we'd go "Damn, Chim." That was his song. Great memories.
:lol:
My my my it’s a beautiful world
I like swimming in the sea
I like to go out beyond the white breakers
Where a man can still be free (or a woman if you are one)
I like swimming in the sea.
My my my it’s a beautiful world
I like drinking Irish tea
With a little bit of lapsang souchong
I like making my own tea.
My my my it’s a beautiful world
I like driving in my car
Roll the top down sometimes I travel quite far
Drive to the ocean stare up at the stars
I like driving in my car
All around is anger automatic guns
It’s death in large numbers no respect for women or our little ones
I tried talking to Jesus but He just put me on hold
Said He’d been swamped by calls this week
And He couldn’t shake His cold
And still this emptiness persists
Perhaps this is as good as it gets
When you’ve given up the drink and those nasty cigarettes
Now I leave the party early at least with no regrets
I watch the sun as it comes up I watch it as it sets
Yeah this is as good as it gets.
My my my it’s a beautiful world
I like sleeping with Marie
She is one sexy girl full of mystery
She says she doesn’t love me but she likes my company
For now that’s good enough for me
- Colin Hay (of Men at Work fame... apparently an adult now)
Elvis Hitler - Don't Push Me
------------------------------------
I was talking to my neighbor's dog
His wisdom set me free
"Go out and have some fun," he said
"Go on a killing spree."
I never was a good boy
Don't say my prayers at night
I stole my daddy's shotgun
I took my best friend's bike
Don't push me, I'm crazy, and I've got a gun
There's a dealer not far from here
I think I'll get real bombed
I'm going to buy some for my sister
I'm going to buy some for my mom
Look at me, I've got it made
I've got a hostage and a hand grenade
Take me alive or take me dead
Just put a bullet through my head
Don't push me, I'm crazy, and I've got a gun
It's a world full of hatred
In which we live today
Hostage taking maniacs
Kill while people pray
That the violence and the mayhem
Will cease to exist
I never thought I'd see the day
When things would come to this
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There are some days I just.....
Tin Man
America
Sometimes late when things are real and people share the gift of gab between themselves
Some are quick to take the bait and catch the perfect prize that waits among the shelves
But Oz never did give nothing to the Tin Man
That he didn't, didn't already have
And cause never was the reason for the evening
Or the tropic of Sir Galahad
So please believe in me
When I say I'm spinning round, round, round, round
Smoke glass stain bright color
Image going down, down, down, down
Soapsuds green like bubbles
Oh, Oz never did give nothing to the Tin Man
That he didn't, didn't already have
And cause never was the reason for the evening
Or the tropic of Sir Galahad
So please believe in me
When I say I'm spinning round, round, round, round
Smoke glass stain bright color
Image going down, down, down, down
Soapsuds green like bubbles
No, Oz never did give nothing to the Tin Man
That he didn't, didn't already have
And cause never was the reason for the evening
Or the tropic of Sir Galahad
So please believe in me
Gordon Lightfoot
Summer side of life
He came down through fields of green
On the summer side of life
His love was ripe
There were no illusions
On the summer side of life
Only tenderness
And if you saw him now
You'd wonder why he would cry
The whole day long
There was young girls everywhere
On the summer side of life
They talked all night
To the young men that they knew
On the summer side of life
Goin' off to fight
And if you saw them now
You'd wonder why they would cry
The whole day long
He came down through fields of green
On the summer side of life
He prayed all night
Then he walked into a house
Where love had been misplaced
His chance to waste
And if you saw him now
You'd wonder why he would cry
The whole day long
And if you saw him now
You'd wonder why
And if you saw him now
You'd wonder why
And if you saw him now
You'd wonder why
Beginnings
--Chicago Transit Authority
When I'm with you, it doesn't matter where we are,
Or what we're doing. I'm with you, that's all that matters.
Time passes much too quickly when we're together laughing.
I wish I could sing it to you, oh no,
I wish I could sing it to you.
Mostly I'm silent.
Never think about words to say.
When I kiss you, I feel a thousand different feelings.
The color of chills all over my body.
And when I feel them, I quickly try to decide which one
I should try to put into words, oh no,
Try to put into words.
Mostly I'm silent.
Only the beginning of what I want to feel forever.
Only the beginning. Only just the start.
I've got to get you into my life.
Got to get you next to me.
Only the beginning. Only just the start.
Reminds me of that classic:
New Beginnings
--Derek Stevens
New beginnings
New beginnings
New beginnings
New beginnings
Of course, you probable remember Derek from his big hit:
Choppin' Broccoli
There's a lady I know
If I didn't know her
She'd be the lady I didn't know.
And my lady, she went downtown
She bought some broccoli
She brought it home.
She's chopping broccoli
Chopping broccoli
Chopping broccoli
Chopping broccoli
She's chopping broccoli
She's chopping broccoli
She's chop.. ooh!
She's chopping broccola-ah-ie!
I love Chopping Broccoli!
*sniffs* such a beautiful tribute, so heartfelt. Sigh...
Forty Six and 2... Tool.
[YOUTUBE]Tja6_h4lT6A[/YOUTUBE]
My shadow's
shedding skin and
I've been picking
Scabs again.
I'm down
Digging through
My old muscles
Looking for a clue.
I've been crawling on my belly
Clearing out what could've been.
I've been wallowing in my own confused
And insecure delusions
For a piece to cross me over
Or a word to guide me in.
I wanna feel the changes coming down.
I wanna know what I've been hiding in
My shadow.
Change is coming through my shadow.
My shadow's shedding skin
I've been picking
My scabs again.
I've been crawling on my belly
Clearing out what could've been.
I've been wallowing in my own chaotic
And insecure delusions.
I wanna feel the change consume me,
Feel the outside turning in.
I wanna feel the metamorphosis and
Cleansing I've endured within
My shadow
Change is coming.
Now is my time.
Listen to my muscle memory.
Contemplate what I've been clinging to.
Forty-six and two ahead of me.
I choose to live and to
Grow, take and give and to
Move, learn and love and to
Cry, kill and die and to
Be paranoid and to
Lie, hate and fear and to
Do what it takes to move through.
I choose to live and to
Lie, kill and give and to
Die, learn and love and to
Do what it takes to step through.
See my shadow changing,
Stretching up and over me.
Soften this old armor.
Hoping I can clear the way
By stepping through my shadow,
Coming out the other side.
Step into the shadow.
Forty six and two are just ahead of me.
Windows are Rolled Down
Look up child
The world is born
Shoe's untied
And your soles are worn
Windows are rolled down
Sun is setting high
Windows are rolled down
I'm fixin' to die
Corn rows have companion feel
This rocky road and this steering wheel
Who do you call to ease your pain
I hope for you to get through this rain
Windows are rolled down
Moon is hanging low
Windows are rolled down
Think it's time for me to go hey-ay-ay-a...-ay
Is it what you dreamed it'd be
Are you locked up in this fantasy
Oh this miles that have
torn us apart
My new found faith
and my broken heart
Windows are rolled down
Sun is rising high
Windows are rolled down
Feel that wind rushing by hey-ay-ay-a...
Windows are rolled down
Amos Lee
[YOUTUBE]dnkI9JOoBSg[/YOUTUBE]
Fred Jones was worn out from caring for his often
screaming and crying wife during the day, but
he couldn't sleep at night for fear that she,
in a stupor from the drugs that didn't
ease the pain, would set the house ablaze
with a cigarette
- - - Ben Folds Five, "Cigarette"
I shot your dog
Fred Eaglesmith
Well, hello, neighbor. I been meaning to talk to you.
I been putting it off. It's something I gotta do.
I been living with a secret. Been keeping me awake.
There's just something I gotta say:
I shot your dog. He was on my property.
I thought he was a coyote, on the run.
I been missing some chickens, so I pulled the trigger.
I feel so bad 'bout what I done.
You don't have to say nothin'. I can tell how you feel.
I'd feel the same if it was me.
I'm awfully sorry. If I could make it up to you
In any way, tell me what to do.
I shot your dog. He was on my property.
I thought he was a coyote, on the run.
I been missing some chickens, so I pulled the trigger.
I feel so bad 'bout what I done.
Got an old coon hound. If it'll make you feel better,
She's comin' in next week. You get the pick of the litter.
I shot your dog. He was on my property.
I thought he was a coyote, on the run.
I been missing some chickens, so I pulled the trigger.
I feel so bad 'bout what I done.
(snortle)
How 'bout:
Wildwood Weed--Jim Stafford
Wildwood flower grew wild on the farm
And we never knowed what it was called
Some said it was a flower and some said it was a weed
I didn't give it much thought
One day I was out there talkin' to my brother
And I reached down for a weed to chew on
Things got fuzzy and things got blurry
And then ev'rything was gone
Didn't know what happened but I knew it beat the hell
Out of sniffing burlap
I come to and my brother was there and he said,
"What's wrong with your eyes?"
I said "I don't know, I was chewin' on the weed"
He said, "Let me give it a try"
We spent the rest of that day and most of that night tryin'
To find my brother Bill
Caught up with him about six o'clock the next mornin'
Naked, singing on the windmill
He said he flew up there
I had to fly up and get him down
He was about half crazy
The very next day we picked a bunch of them weeds
And put 'em in the sun to dry
Then we mashed 'em up and we cleaned 'em off
Put 'em in the corn cob pot
Smokin' them wildwood flowers got to be a habit
We never seen no harm
We thought it was kind-a handy
Take a trip and never leave the farm
Big 'ole puff of that wildwood weed next thing you know
You're just wand'ring 'round behind the little animals
All good things got to come to an end
It's the same with the wildwood weeds
One day this feller from Washington come by
And spied one and turned white as a sheet
And they dug and they burned
And they burned and they dug and they killed
All our cute little weeds and then they drove away
We just smiled and waved sittin' ther on that sack o' seeds
I re-wrote this for a guy singer and I'm hoping the band likes the idea.
This was never the way I planned
Not my intention
I got so brave, drink in hand
Lost my discretion
You’re not who, I’m used to
Just wanna try you on
I’m curious cause your ass
Caught my attention
I kissed a girl and I liked it
The taste of her vodka tonic
I kissed a girl just to try it
If my wife asks, I’ll deny it
It felt so wrong, she felt so right
Don’t mean I’ll get laid tonight
I kissed a girl and I liked it
I liked it
No I don’t even know her name
It doesn’t matter
She’s my experimental game
Just human nature
It’s not what married guys should do
Not how we should behave
But I've been married 13 years
So I'm dying to get laid
So I kissed a girl and I liked it
The taste of her vodka tonic
I kissed a girl just to try it
My wife might throw a shit fit
I felt her tits against my chest
Don’t mean to get wood I guess
I kissed a girl and I liked it
I liked it
I have a "porno chorus" in case this goes over well.
awesome UT!
But I've been married 13 years
So I'm dying to get laid
Thanks man.
The Katy Perry lyric ends with "hard to obey" and I thought about keeping that, but the parody needs to get more intense at that point. It's gonna be a slow burn for the audience. The idea is to get the attention of the people at the bar and not just the people who were watching us anyway. Most of them won't know what's going on until the first chorus and I hope they have a "holy shit" moment.
We do this with "Breakdown" (Tom Petty) - we do it in a reggae style, and so some people don't know what it is until Dean sings "BRrrrrrrrEAK! -- down, goaheadngimmitome"
According to you
I'm stupid,
I'm useless,
I can't do anything right.
According to you
I'm difficult,
hard to please,
forever changing my mind.
I'm a mess in a dress,
can't show up on time,
even if it would save my life.
According to you. According to you.
But according to him
I'm beautiful,
incredible,
he can't get me out of his head.
According to him
I'm funny,
irresistible,
everything he ever wanted.
Everything is opposite,
I don't feel like stopping it,
so baby tell me what I got to lose.
He's into me for everything I'm not,
according to you.
According to you
I'm boring,
I'm moody,
you can't take me any place.
According to you
I suck at telling jokes cause I always give it away.
I'm the girl with the worst attention span;
you're the boy who puts up with that.
According to you. According to you.
But according to him
I'm beautiful,
incredible,
he can't get me out of his head.
According to him
I'm funny,
irresistible,
everything he ever wanted.
Everything is opposite,
I don't feel like stopping it,
so baby tell me what I got to lose.
He's into me for everything I'm not,
according to you.
I need to feel appreciated,
like I'm not hated. oh-- no--.
Why can't you see me through his eyes?
It's too bad you're making me decide.
According to me
you're stupid,
you're useless,
you can't do anything right.
But according to him
I'm beautiful,
incredible,
he can't get me out of his head.
According to him
I'm funny,
irresistible,
everything he ever wanted.
Everything is opposite,
I don't feel like stopping it,
baby tell me what I got to lose.
He's into me for everything I'm not,
According to you.
According to you.
According to you
I'm stupid,
I'm useless,
I can't do anything right.
--Orianthi
get your hankies ready...
this is "our song" Mrs.G and I...
.
I Knew I Loved You lyrics ( Savage Garden )
Songwriters: Jones, Daniel; Hayes, Darren;
Hmm ohh, I will come
Maybe it's intuition
Somethings you just don't question
Like in your eyes, I see my future in an instant
And there it goes, I think I've found my best friend
I know that it might sound
More than a little crazy
But I believe
I knew I loved you before I met you
I think I dreamed you into life
I knew I loved you before I met you
I have been waiting all my life
There's just no rhyme or reason
Only a sense of completion
And in your eyes, I see the missing pieces
I'm searching for, I think I've found my way home
I know that it might sound
More than a little crazy
But I believe
I knew I loved you before I met you
I think I dreamed you into life
I knew I loved you before I met you
I have been waiting all my life
Ooh hoo ooo, hoo hoo ooo ohh
A thousand angels dance around you
(Ooh hoo, hoo ooo hoo ooo hoo hoo hoo)
I am complete now that I have found you
I knew I loved you before I met you
I think I dreamed you into life
I knew I loved you before I met you
I have been waiting all my life
I knew I loved you before I met you
I think I dreamed you into life
I knew I loved you before I met you
I have been waiting all my life
I knew I loved you before I met you, I knew I loved you
(Ooh hoo ooo, hoo hoo ooo)
I knew I loved you before I met you, I knew I loved you
(Ooh hoo ooo, hoo hoo hoo)
I knew I loved you before I met you
(Oh oh, ohh ohh, oh oh oh ay ay yea oh)
I knew I loved you before I met you, I knew I loved you
I knew I loved you before I
( can't believe the lyrics site actually added in the "ohh hoo^'s )
reminds me of that Bright Eyes song:
This is the first day of my life
I swear I was born right in the doorway
I went out in the rain suddenly everything changed
They're spreading blankets on the beach
Yours is the first face that I saw
I think I was blind before I met you
Now I don’t know where I am
I don’t know where I’ve been
But I know where I want to go
And so I thought I’d let you know
That these things take forever
I especially am slow
But I realize that I need you
And I wondered if I could come home
Remember the time you drove all night
Just to meet me in the morning
And I thought it was strange you said everything changed
You felt as if you'd just woke up
And you said “this is the first day of my life
I’m glad I didn’t die before I met you
But now I don’t care I could go anywhere with you
And I’d probably be happy”
So if you want to be with me
With these things there’s no telling
We just have to wait and see
But I’d rather be working for a paycheck
Than waiting to win the lottery
Besides maybe this time is different
I mean I really think you like me
and then i listened to the song. nevermind. similar lyrics, i guess... TOTally different vibe.
this will jerk a tear or two, too:
[YOUTUBE]zwFS69nA-1w[/YOUTUBE]
I just wanna drink til I'm not thirsty,
I just wanna sleep til I'm not tired,
I just wanna drive til I run out of highway,
Under a purple sky.
~Kid Rock
[Size=1]That better be on my tombstone, or Ima haunt some damn body.[/Size]
Like anyone would be
I am flattered by your fascination with me
Like any hot-blooded woman
I have simply wanted an object to crave
But you, you're not allowed
You're uninvited
An unfortunate slight
Must be strangely exciting
To watch the stoic squirm
Must be somewhat heartening
To watch shepherd need shepherd
But you you're not allowed
You're uninvited
An unfortunate slight
Like any uncharted territory
I must seem greatly intriguing
You speak of my love like
You have experienced love like mine before
But this is not allowed
You're uninvited
An unfortunate slight
I don't think you unworthy
I need a moment to deliberate
~Alanis Morissette
This song, especially these lyrics have special meaning to me. I spent a long time doing things that weren't working. I put a lot of energy and earnest effort into trying to "make things work", and good things did come during this experience. But I can see now, what I couldn't see then, that I was training myself to become an expert in stuff that doesn't work. I see now how valuable that training is, now that my energy and earnest effort are rewarded instead of suspected.
I can laugh out loud now, only now, in thanks for my experience and in thanks for my reward. I dedicated this song to my girlfriend and we're both happy about it. Reading and talking with a few of my friends about the agonies they've endured, I want to turn back and shout this song to them in encouragement as we follow the same path. Come on! Don't give up! Trust me, it's worth it. You're worth it.
Laugh Out Loud by Robert Cray
I can look back now at all the years
I paid my dues
Every broken heart, every dead end
All those blues
It don't matter now
The tears I've waded through
I can laugh out loud
I ended up with you
I can laugh out loud
I ended up with you
I can laugh out loud
At all the times I failed the test
Lost someone
And came out second best
I can see now
I had to learn a thing or two
I was practicing then
To get it right for you
Ohh, I can laugh out loud
(Guitar solo)
Life and love
Ain't it a mystery
This road I've struggled down
Has thrown some curves at me
Who would have guessed
The grand-prize would be mine?
This late in the game
This far down the line?
I can look back now at all the years
I paid my dues
Every broken heart, every dead-end
All those blues
It don't matter now
The tears I've waded through
Ohh, I can laugh out loud
I ended up with you
I can laugh out loud
I ended up with you
Ohh, I can laugh out loud
I ended up with you
I can laugh out loud
I ended up with you
...Two hearts beat like four dancing feet
When they move to rhythm of love
And if you cant decide if youre dead or alive
You just need to feel that way once...
[Size=1]from "Breath of Love" by The David Mayfield Parade[/Size]
Many people tell you that they're your friend
You believe them
You need them
For what's round the river bend
Make sure that you're receiving the signals they send
'Cause brother you've only got two hands to lend
Maybe there's someone who makes you weep
And some nights loom up ahead
When you're asleep
Some days there's things on your mind you should keep
Sometimes it's tougher to look than to leap
Better watch out for the Skin Deep
Better watch out for the Skin Deep
Brother watch out watch out for the Skin Deep
Brother watch out watch out for the Skin Deep
Better watch out for the Skin Deep
One day the track that you're climbing gets steep
Your emotions are frayed
And your nerves are starting to creep
Just remember the days
As long as the time that you keep
Brother you better watch out for the Skin Deep
Better watch out for the Skin Deep
Better watch out for the Skin Deep
Brother watch out watch out for the Skin Deep
Brother watch out watch out for the Skin Deep
Better watch out for the Skin Deep
A long December and there's reason to believe
Maybe this year will be better than the last
I can't remember the last thing that you said as you were leaving
Oh the days go by so fast
And it's one more day up in the canyons
And it's one more night in Hollywood
If you think that I could be forgiven
I wish you would
The smell of hospitals in winter
And the feeling that it's all a lot of oysters, but no pearls
All at once you look across a crowded room
To see the way that light attaches to a girl
And it's one more day up in the canyons
And it's one more night in Hollywood
If you think you might come to California
I think you should
Drove up to Hillside Manor sometime after 2 a.m.
And talked a little while about the year
I guess the winter makes you laugh a little slower
Makes you talk a little lower about the things you could not show her
And it's been a long December and there's reason to believe
Maybe this year will be better than the last
I can't remember all the times I tried to tell myself
To hold on to these moments as they pass
And it's one more day up in the canyon
And it's one more night in Hollywood
It's been so long since I've seen the ocean
I guess I should
--Counting Crows
And the slightest confrontation
way dissolved before the start
each man
belonged
to each as one clear hand.
Asking only comfort creation
he divided to the heart
each man
open
set sights to new lands.
and do remember you
The first to venture
first to gain
exploring daylight
clearer than the Talloplanic view
and there they were inside
the Moorglade to move and to chant
all through force to position
as rhythm raced inside the ship came alive
and was struck to the soul of perception
and raised our head to space
beyond all the mass mountains
the sun they were headed
h e a d e d
Word of life rejoice the sunlight
course the flower to open wide
open
they ride
climb into the dark sky
such a moment kindly lingered
they set sail from Tallowcross
(A light to lead you
is taken from the massland to the East.
As words are spoken
all courage be the token
as the feast.)
Wide Eyed Removing
the precious moment we have seen..
You wake up every morning looking for your answer
You're waiting for your sign
While Jeremiah's on his way to tell the people
But you watch him pass you by
You walk the streets at night still looking for your reason
But you don't wanna try
You swear the world has got you backed into a corner
But no one holds your hand to walk into a fight
You swear the light is gonna find you
But it can't find you when you're waiting all the time
You say, "keep my head from going down"
Just for a little, just for a little
Watch my feet float off the ground
Just for a little, just for a little
Love, if you can hear this sound
Oh, just give me something, something to believe in
You spend your days alone still hopin' for the truth, oh
But all you hear are lies
But no one else is gonna tell you what to do now
No one else is gonna help you hold the line
Sometimes it's hard to keep on living
But you're the one who's got to know just when it's right
You say, "keep my head from going down"
Just for a little, just for a little
Watch my feet float off the ground
Just for a little, just for a little
Love, if you can hear this sound
Oh, just give me something, something to believe in
Love, come take me now
Love, come take me now
Love, come take me now
Love, come take me, take me now
Something to Believe In--Parachute
I like that Infi.
Went to hear it as a song on YouTube and liked it too.
Thanks. :)
I heard it on the radio this morning and it sort of 'spoke' to me. ;)
Once I thought I saw you
in a crowded hazy bar,
Dancing on the light
from star to star.
Far across the moonbeam
I know that's who you are,
I saw your brown eyes
turning once to fire.
You are like a hurricane
There's calm in your eye.
And I'm gettin' blown away
To somewhere safer
where the feeling stays.
I want to love you but
I'm getting blown away.
I am just a dreamer,
but you are just a dream,
You could have been
anyone to me.
Before that moment
you touched my lips
That perfect feeling
when time just slips
Away between us
on our foggy trip.
You are like a hurricane
There's calm in your eye.
And I'm gettin' blown away
To somewhere safer
where the feeling stays.
I want to love you but
I'm getting blown away.
--Neil Young, Like a Hurricane
Roamer, wanderer, nomad, vagabond
Call me what you will
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Carved upon my stone:
My body lies, but, still I roam
"Wherever I May Roam" ~Metallica
Drive By
On the other side of a street I knew
Stood a girl that looked like you
This must be deja vu
But I thought this can’t be true
Cause you moved to west L.A or New York or Santa Fe
Or where ever to get away from me
Oh but that one night
Was more than just right
I didn’t leave you cause I was all through
Oh I was overwhelmed and frankly scared as hell
Because I really fell for you
Oh I swear to ya
I’ll be there for ya
This is not a drive by
Just a shy guy looking for a two ply
Hefty bag to hold my love
When you move me everything is groovy
They don’t like it sue me
The way you do me
Oh I swear to ya
I’ll be there for ya
This is not a drive by
On the other side of a downward spiral
My love for you went viral
And I loved you every mile you drove away
But now here you are again
So let’s skip the “how you been”
And get down to the “more than friends” at last
Oh but that one night
Is still the highlight
I didn’t leave you until I came to
Oh I was overwhelmed and frankly scared as hell
Because I really fell for you
--Train
The sky is crying
can you see the tears
roll down the street
I been lookin for my Baby
And I wonder
where can she be
~Stevie Ray Vaughan "The Sky Is Cryin'"
"No More Lies"
I need you like you need me
Truly and completely
Never be apart
I think that you should tell me
Come right out and tell me
Just what's in your heart
And if you think that it's alright
Let's make a deal and work it out
We'll walk into the sunset you and I
With no more alibies
When we tell each other
No more lies
Well truth is my addiction
Stranger still than fiction
Wider than the sky
And songs that have such feeling
Words that have such meaning
Dreams that never die
And if you think that it's alright
Let's turn around and start again
We'll walk beside the ocean hand in hand
With no more alibies
When we tell each other
No more lies
I sometimes think that maybe
You're just a little girl
You know I love you baby
I've got to tell the world
So that's the final story
The truth in all it's glory
See how much I care
You know you drive me crazy
Thrill me and amaze me
Drive me to despair
And if you think that now feels right
Let's close the door and dim the light
We'll greet the dawn together side by side
Just look into my eyes
Cause you know I'll tell you
No more lies
--Moody Blues
No One Would Listen
No one but her
Heard as the outcast hears.
Shamed into solitude
Shunned by the multitude
I learned to listen
In my dark, my heart heard music.
I longed to teach the world
Rise up and reach the world
No one would listen
I alone could hear the music
Then at last, a voice in the gloom
Seemed to cry "I hear you;
I hear your fears,
Your torment and your tears."
She saw my loneliness
Shared in my emptiness
No one would listen
No one but her
Heard as the outcast hears
No one would listen
No one but her
Heard as the outcast hears...
--from Phantom of the Opera
[CENTER]
Sometimes I try to do things but it just doesn't work out the way I want it to, and I get real frustrated and then like I try hard to do it, and I like, take my time but it just doesn't work out the way I want it to. It's like, I concentrate on it real hard, but it just doesn't work out. And everything I do and everything I try, it never turns out. It's like, I need time to figure these things out, but there's always someone there going “hey mike, you know we've been noticing you've been having a lot of problems lately, you know? You need to maybe get away. And like, maybe you should talk about it, you'll feel a lot better.” And I'm all like “oh, nah, it's ok, you know. I'll figure it out. Just leave me alone, I'll figure it out, you know? I'm just working on it by myself.” And they go “well, you know, if you wanna talk about it, I'll be here, you know? And you'll probably feel a lot better if you talk about it. So why don't you talk about it?” I go “no, I don't want to! I'm ok. I'll figure it out myself!” But they just keep bugging me, they just keep bugging me, and it builds up inside.
So you're gonna be institutionalized.
You'll come out brainwashed with bloodshot eyes.
You won't have anything to say.
They'll brainwash you until you see their way.
I'm not crazy - IN AN INSTITUTION!!!
You're the one that's crazy - IN AN INSTITUTION!!!
You're driving me crazy - IN AN INSTITUTION!!!
They stuck me in an institution,
Said it was the only solution
To give me the needed professional help to protect me from the enemy, myself.
I was in my room and I was just like staring at the wall thinking about everything, but then again I was thinking about nothing. And then my mom came in, and I didn't even know she was there. She called my name and I didn't hear her and then she started screaming “Mike, Mike!” And I go “what? What's the matter?” She goes “what's the matter with you?” I go “there's nothing wrong, mom.” Shes all “don't tell me that! You're on drugs!” I go “no mom, I'm not on drugs. I'm ok, I'm just thinking, you know? Why don't you get me a Pepsi?” She goes “No! You're on drugs!” I go “mom, I'm ok. I'm just thinking.” She goes “No! You're not thinking, you're on drugs! Normal people don't be acting that way!” I go “mom, just get me a Pepsi! Please, all I want is a Pepsi!” And she wouldn't give it to me! All I wanted was a Pepsi, just one Pepsi, and she wouldn't give it to me! Just a Pepsi!
They give you a white shirt with long sleeves!
Tied around your back, you're treated like thieves!
Drug you up because they're lazy!
It's too much work to help a crazy!
I'm not crazy - IN AN INSTITUTION!!!
You're the one who's crazy - IN AN INSTITUTION!!!
You're driving me crazy - IN AN INSTITUTION!!!
They stuck me in an institution,
Said it was the only solution
To give me the needed professional help, to protect me from the enemy, myself.
I'm sitting in my room, when my mom and my dad came in. they pulled up a chair and they sat down. They go “mike, we need to talk to you.” And I go “ok, what's the matter?” They go “me and your mom, we've noticed that lately you've been having a lot of problems, and you've been going off for no reason, and we're afraid you're going to hurt somebody, and we're afraid you're going to hurt yourself. So we decided that it would be in your best interest if we put you somewhere where you could get the help that you need.” And I go “wait, what are you talking about, WE decided? MY best interests? How do you know what MY best interest is? How can you say what MY best interest is? What are you trying to say? I'M crazy? When I went to YOUR schools, I went to YOUR churches, I went to YOUR institutional learning facilities? So how can you say I'M crazy?”
They say they're gonna fix my brain.
Alleviate my suffering and my pain.
But by the time they fix my head,
Mentally I'll be dead.
I'm not crazy - IN AN INSTITUTION!!!
You're the one who's crazy - IN AN INSTITUTION!!!
You're driving me crazy - IN AN INSTITUTION!!!
They stuck me in an institution,
Said it was the only solution
To give me the needed professional help, to protect me from the enemy, myself.
Doesn't matter, I'll probably get hit by a car anyways.
[/CENTER]
~Suicidal Tendencies - "Institutionalized"
excerpted from 10,000 days part2 ( Wings for Marie )
Marie was his mother, I think.
And this little light of mine, a gift you passed on to me
I'm gonna let it shine
to guide you safely on your way.
Your way home...
Oh, what are they gonna do when the lights go down?
Without you to guide them all to Zion?
What are they gonna do when the rivers overrun?
Other than tremble incessantly.
High is the way,
but our eyes are upon the ground.
You are the light and the way.
They'll only read about.
I only pray heaven knows,
when to lift you out.
10,000 days in the fire is long enough.
You're going home...
You're the only one who can hold your head up high.
Shake your fist at the gates saying,
"I have come home now...!"
Fetch me the spirit, the son and the father.
Tell them their pillar of faith has ascended.
"It's time now!
My time now!
Give me my
Give me my wings...!"
This is TOOL, but it has a distinct tantric Pink FLoydness about it. This one I used to skip, but it done grew on me. The last lines quoted here are what caught my attention. It's time now! My Time now!
[YOUTUBE]X_2T43dy_Ew[/YOUTUBE]
9/8 time.
Darkness is fading, the day it is dawning
The fields they are empty, nae workers today.
Farmers and young men all have been going
To battles in lands that lie far away.
Yet one day we'll see them come by the hillside
Husbands and sons will return to their homes.
Yet still my heart bleeds; the price of their young pride
Their widows and sweethearts left sadly to mourn.
The call when it came found their menfolk aye ready,
Each knew the reasons or that's what they thought.
Then came the doubting but still they were steady
Slow dying in cold clay a'cursing their lot.
Yet one day we'll see them, there on the hillside
Though knowing in hearts they are but a gleam.
The grief in the long glen, the gloom at the fireside
Will pass like a Spring breeze that never has been.
--Alex Campbell
The lyrics are tough to find by title on the net. I had to pull these searching under the pipe-tune name, "Battle of the Somme" on Mudcat.org. The recording I've got, an anthology album, has some small variations in the words -- "minnies" for "widows," "and cursing" for "a'cursing" here.
"Love Is Not Enough"
The more that we take
The paler we get
I can't remember what it is
We try to forget
The tile on the floor
So cold it can sting
In your eyes is a place
Worth remembering
For you to go and take this, to smash it apart
I've gone all this fucking way
To wind up back at
Back at the start
[Chorus:]
Hey, the closer we think we are
Well it only got us so far
Now you got anything left to show
No no I didn't think so
Hey, the sooner we realize
We cover ourselves with lies
But underneath we're not so tough
And love is not enough
Well it hides in the dark
Like the withering vein
We didn't give it a mouth
So it cannot complain
It never really had a chance
We'd never really make it through
I never think I'd believed
I believed I could get better with you
Nine Inch Nails
Nothing to Lose
Need more friends with wings
All the angels I know
Put concrete in my veins
I'd always walk home alone
So I became lifeless
Just like my telephone
There's nothing to lose
When no one knows your name
There's nothing to gain
But the days don't seem to change
Never played truth or dare
I'd have to check my mirror
To see if I'm still here
My parents had no clue
That I ate all my lunches
Alone in the bathroom
There's nothing to lose
When no one knows your name
There's nothing to gain
But the days don't seem to change
There's nothing to lose
My notebook will explain
There's nothing to gain
And I can't fight the pain
Teacher said it's just a phase
When I grow up my children
Will probably do the same
Kids just love to tease
Who knew it'd put me under ground
At seventeen
There's nothing to lose
When no one knows your name
There's nothing to gain
But the days don't seem to change
There's nothing to lose
My notebook will explain
There's nothing to gain
And I can't fight the pain
There's nothing to lose
When no one knows your name
There's nothing to gain
My notebook will explain
There's nothing to lose
When no one knows your name
There's nothing to gain
And I just died today
Billy Talent
I've heard this song a lot on the radio lately, but I never really caught the lyrics, or what he was talking about. I just kept hearing 'mudslide' and I knew the title was 50 Ways To Say Goodbye.
But the lyrics are heelarious!
50 Ways To Say Goodbye
by Train
My heart is paralyzed
My head was oversized
I'll take the high road like I should
You said it's meant to be
That it's not you, it's me
You're leaving now for my own good
That's cool, but if my friends ask where you are I'm gonna say
She went down in an airplane
Fried getting suntan
Fell in a cement mixer full of quicksand
Help me, help me, I'm no good at goodbyes!
She met a shark under water
Fell and no one caught her
I returned everything I ever bought her
Help me, help me, I'm all out of lies
And ways to say you died
My pride still feels the sting
You were my everything
Some day I'll find a love like yours (a love like yours)
She'll think I'm Superman
Not super minivan
How could you leave on Yom Kippur?
That's cool, but if my friends ask where you are I'm gonna say
She was caught in a mudslide
Eaten by a lion
Got run over by a crappy purple Scion
Help me, help me, I'm no good at goodbyes!
She dried up in the desert
Drown in a hot tub
Danced to death at an east side night club
Help me, help me, I'm all out of lies
And ways to say you died
I wanna live a thousand lives with you
I wanna be the one you're dying to
Love... but you don't want to
That's cool, but if my friends ask where you are I'm gonna say
That's cool, but if my friends ask where you are I'm gonna say
She went down in an airplane
Fried getting suntan
Fell in a cement mixer full of quicksand
Help me, help me, I'm no good at goodbyes!
She met a shark under water
Fell and no one caught her
I returned everything I ever bought her
Help me, help me, I'm all out of lies
She was caught in a mudslide
Eaten by a lion
Got run over by a crappy purple Scion
Help me, help me, I'm no good at goodbyes!
She dried up in the desert
Drown in a hot tub
Danced to death at an east side night club
Help me, help me, I'm all out of lies
And ways to say you died
"When I die put my bones in the Dixie dirt
Look down on me smilin, I don't want no feelins hurt
All I'll leave behind me is a ragged old guitar
I may not change the world, but I'm gonna leave a scar"
~ Blackberry Smoke "Leave A Scar"
[FONT="][FONT="]Fear Is Our Tradition - Ignite[/FONT]
[/FONT][FONT="]
The deformation of this land[/FONT]
[FONT="]That I hold dear[/FONT]
[FONT="]The fornication of our rights[/FONT]
[FONT="]Forgotten[/FONT]
[FONT="]Fit the mold or at odds be damned[/FONT]
[FONT="]Fear is our tradition[/FONT]
[FONT="]Rise from the sheep we are[/FONT]
[FONT="]Face your destination[/FONT]
[FONT="]Or be predetermined[/FONT]
[FONT="]We'll find our own way out[/FONT]
[FONT="]Trust the plain and simple minds[/FONT]
[FONT="]So moronic[/FONT]
[FONT="]Feel the knife inside our backs[/FONT]
[FONT="]Still thrusting[/FONT]
[FONT="]Sheltered eyes[/FONT]
[FONT="]See blind[/FONT]
[FONT="]Fear is our tradition[/FONT]
[FONT="]Rise from the sheep we are[/FONT]
[FONT="]Face your destination[/FONT]
[FONT="]Or be predetermined[/FONT]
[FONT="]We'll find our own way out[/FONT]
[FONT="]Seek the truth[/FONT]
[FONT="]Or pay the price[/FONT]
[FONT="]Turn off the box[/FONT]
[FONT="]Think for yourself[/FONT]
[FONT="]Hang from your mind[/FONT]
[FONT="]Within your cell[/FONT]
[FONT="]Remember what it's like to care[/FONT]
[FONT="]Bring about change[/FONT]
[FONT="]Fear is our tradition[/FONT]
[FONT="]Fear is our tradition[/FONT]
[FONT="]Rise from the sheep we are[/FONT]
[FONT="]Face your destination[/FONT]
[FONT="]Or be predetermined[/FONT]
[FONT="]We'll find our own way out [/FONT]
I had not even heard of Yip Harburg
... but have seen the movie "Over the Rainbow" (several times !)
Have you wondered about the political background of the characters or lyrics ?
Yarburg was a 1940's black-listed socialist whose lyrics are in everyday language .
" Come out, Come out wherever you are ?" (gay rights)
" Ding dong, the wicked witch is dead." (capitalism)
" We gotta be free " (slavery)
" Happiness is a thing called Joe" (miscegenation)
" ...we're not in Kansas anymore." (too many to list)
The video is almost 1 hr long, but jumping to the 20-min mark gives the flavor
... then go back and watch it all for the history of a remarkably talented man.
Democracy Now
Amy Goodman
11/22/12
A Tribute to Blacklisted Lyricist Yip Harburg:
The Man Who Put the Rainbow in The Wizard of Oz
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Thanks, Lamp, that was a most excellent link. :thumb:
I also read the transcript further down the page, for some of the stuff I couldn't catch on the clip.
Everything turns grey -- Agent Orange
Things don't seem to be as easy
As they used to be
It's getting harder every day
To think of better things to say
About what's going on around you
And what's happening inside you
When it's time to change you won't know how
It won't matter years from now
No matter what you think or do or say
Everything turns grey
This is it, the darkest hour
Isn't it depressing how our
Minds create an atmosphere
That won't happen here
Unless we make some new demands
To grasp the future in our hands
You know I wish I could but it's too late
For senseless minds that love to hate
No matter what they think or do or say
Everything turns grey
No matter what they think or do or say
Everything turns grey
I Need You To Turn To
--Elton John and Bernie Taupin
You’re not a ship to carry my life
You are nailed to my love in many lonely nights.
I’ve strayed from the cottages and found myself here
For I need your love, your love protests my fears.
And I wonder sometimes and I know I’m unkind
But I need you to turn to when I act so blind
And I need you to turn to when I lose control
You’re my guardian angel who keeps out the cold.
Did you paint your smile on? well, I said I knew
That my reason for living was for loving you.
We’re related in feeling but you’re high above
You’re pure and you’re gentle with the grace of a dove.
Starry Starry Night
--Don McLean
Starry starry night
Paint your palette blue and grey
Look out on a summer's day
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul
Shadows on the hills
Sketch the trees and the daffodils
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
In colours on the snowy linen land
Now I understand
What you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They would not listen they did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now.
Starry starry night
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze
Swirling clouds in violet haze
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue
Colours changing hue
Morning fields of amber grain
Weathered faces lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand
Now I understand
What you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They would not listen they did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now
For they could not love you
But still your love was true
And when no hope was left inside
On that starry starry night
You took your life as lovers often do
But I could have told you,
Vincent,
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you
Starry starry night
Portraits hung in empty halls
Frameless heads on nameless walls
With eyes that watch the world and can't forget
Like the strangers that you've met
The ragged men in ragged clothes
A silver thorn
A bloody rose
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow
Now I think I know
What you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They would not listen
They're not listening still
Perhaps they never will
I know. I'm listening to it right now.
If there is any kind of afterlife, I hope Vincent can hear this song, and knows how loved he is. If there is a heaven, in it I will be married to Vincent. ;)
Did I tell you my ex's roommate painted me a Starry Night? It's amazing! He just knows I've always loved Van Gogh, and he had taken up painting, and one day handed it to the ex and said "give this to your ex-wife." I treasure it.
I heard that song in a tent in the early hours of the morning.
I had no idea it was about that Vincent at the time. I was a bit double-rainbowed.
That festival was the one where I had a shocking case of laryngitis and was told off by the doctor when I got home for leaving it so long to go and see him. What? I left with a sore throat - we'd planned it for a year! I croaked along to Vincent though.
As opposed to the festival where I got my first coldsore and my friends tried to convince me (a virgin) it was an STD.
Or the one when I genuinely thought I had an STD but it was a marshmallow jammed up my hoo-ha (inserted by bf, not a stranger!).
Or the one where they steri-stripped the ridiculously deep cut in my hand and my doctor (different one) was really cross that I hadn't had it stitched.
Don't take me to a festival, people.
I'm not safe.
I heard the singer/writer interviewed on the radio today, and he's quite articulate. This song, which I'd not heard before, was talked about, though they only played a brief excerpt. When I came back into the house, I looked it up. It's a beautiful song, and
it has a beautiful video to go along with its beautiful message. Enjoy.
"Same Love" by MACKLEMORE
(with Ryan Lewis)
(feat. Mary Lambert)
When I was in the third grade I thought that I was gay
‘Cause I could draw, and my uncle was, and I kept my room straight
I told my mom tears rushing down my face
She’s like “Ben you've loved girls since before pre-k shrimp”
Trippin’, yeah, I guess she had a point, didn’t she?
Bunch of stereotypes all in my head.
I remember doing the math like, “yea I’m good at little league”
A preconceived idea of what it all meant
For those that liked the same sex
Had the characteristics
The right wing conservatives think it’s a decision
And you can be cured with some treatment and religion
Man made rewiring of a predisposition
Playing god, aw nah here we go
America the brave still fears what we don’t know
And god loves all his children, is somehow forgotten
But we paraphrase a book written thirty-five-hundred years ago
I don’t know
And I can’t change
Even if I tried
Even if I wanted to
I can't change
Even if I try
Even if I wanted to
My love
My love
My love
She keeps me warm
She keeps me warm
She keeps me warm
She keeps me warm
If I was gay, I would think hip-hop hates me
Have you read the YouTube comments lately
"Man, that’s gay" gets dropped on the daily
We become so numb to what we’re saying
A culture founded from oppression
Yet we don’t have acceptance for ‘em
Call each other faggots behind the keys of a message board
A word rooted in hate, yet our genre still ignores it
Gay is synonymous with the lesser
It’s the same hate that’s caused wars from religion
Gender to skin color, the complexion of your pigment
The same fight that led people to walk outs and sit ins
It’s human rights for everybody, there is no difference!
Live on and be yourself
When I was at church they taught me something else
If you preach hate at the service those words aren’t anointed
That holy water that you soak in is then poisoned
When everyone else is more comfortable remaining voiceless
Rather than fighting for humans that have had their rights stolen
I might not be the same, but that’s not important
No freedom till we’re equal, damn right I support it
And I can’t change
Even if I tried
Even if I wanted to
My love
My love
My love
She keeps me warm
She keeps me warm
She keeps me warm
She keeps me warm
We press play, don’t press pause
Progress, march on
With the veil over our eyes
We turn our back on the cause
Till the day that my uncles can be united by law
When kids are walking ‘round the hallway plagued by pain in their heart
A world so hateful some would rather die than be who they are
And a certificate on paper isn’t gonna solve it all
But it’s a damn good place to start
No law is gonna change us
We have to change us
Whatever god we believe in
We come from the same one
Strip away the fear
Underneath it’s all the same love
About time that we raised up
And I can’t change
Even if I tried
Even if I wanted to
I can't change
Even if I try
Even if I wanted to
My love
My love
My love
She keeps me warm
She keeps me warm
She keeps me warm
She keeps me warm
Love is patient
Love is kind
Love is patient
Love is kind
(I‘m not crying on Sundays)
Love is patient
(I‘m not crying on Sundays)
Love is kind
(I‘m not crying on Sundays)
Love is patient
(I‘m not crying on Sundays)
Love is kind
(I‘m not crying on Sundays)
Love is patient
(I‘m not crying on Sundays)
Love is kind
(I‘m not crying on Sundays)
Love is patient
Love is kind
In German
Lied Vom Kindsein – Peter Handke
Als das Kind Kind war,
ging es mit hängenden Armen,
wollte der Bach sei ein Fluß,
der Fluß sei ein Strom,
und diese Pfütze das Meer.
Als das Kind Kind war,
wußte es nicht, daß es Kind war,
alles war ihm beseelt,
und alle Seelen waren eins.
Als das Kind Kind war,
hatte es von nichts eine Meinung,
hatte keine Gewohnheit,
saß oft im Schneidersitz,
lief aus dem Stand,
hatte einen Wirbel im Haar
und machte kein Gesicht beim fotografieren.
Als das Kind Kind war,
war es die Zeit der folgenden Fragen:
Warum bin ich ich und warum nicht du?
Warum bin ich hier und warum nicht dort?
Wann begann die Zeit und wo endet der Raum?
Ist das Leben unter der Sonne nicht bloß ein Traum?
Ist was ich sehe und höre und rieche
nicht bloß der Schein einer Welt vor der Welt?
Gibt es tatsächlich das Böse und Leute,
die wirklich die Bösen sind?
Wie kann es sein, daß ich, der ich bin,
bevor ich wurde, nicht war,
und daß einmal ich, der ich bin,
nicht mehr der ich bin, sein werde?
Als das Kind Kind war,
würgte es am Spinat, an den Erbsen, am Milchreis,
und am gedünsteten Blumenkohl.
und ißt jetzt das alles und nicht nur zur Not.
Als das Kind Kind war,
erwachte es einmal in einem fremden Bett
und jetzt immer wieder,
erschienen ihm viele Menschen schön
und jetzt nur noch im Glücksfall,
stellte es sich klar ein Paradies vor
und kann es jetzt höchstens ahnen,
konnte es sich Nichts nicht denken
und schaudert heute davor.
Als das Kind Kind war,
spielte es mit Begeisterung
und jetzt, so ganz bei der Sache wie damals, nur noch,
wenn diese Sache seine Arbeit ist.
Als das Kind Kind war,
genügten ihm als Nahrung Apfel, Brot,
und so ist es immer noch.
Als das Kind Kind war,
fielen ihm die Beeren wie nur Beeren in die Hand
und jetzt immer noch,
machten ihm die frischen Walnüsse eine rauhe Zunge
und jetzt immer noch,
hatte es auf jedem Berg
die Sehnsucht nach dem immer höheren Berg,
und in jeder Stadt
die Sehnsucht nach der noch größeren Stadt,
und das ist immer noch so,
griff im Wipfel eines Baums nach dem Kirschen in einemHochgefühl
wie auch heute noch,
eine Scheu vor jedem Fremden
und hat sie immer noch,
wartete es auf den ersten Schnee,
und wartet so immer noch.
Als das Kind Kind war,
warf es einen Stock als Lanze gegen den Baum,
und sie zittert da heute noch.
[edit]In English
Song of Childhood – Peter Handke
When the child was a child
It walked with its arms swinging,
wanted the brook to be a river,
the river to be a torrent,
and this puddle to be the sea.
When the child was a child,
it didn’t know that it was a child,
everything was soulful,
and all souls were one.
When the child was a child,
it had no opinion about anything,
had no habits,
it often sat cross-legged,
took off running,
had a cowlick in its hair,
and made no faces when photographed.
When the child was a child,
It was the time for these questions:
Why am I me, and why not you?
Why am I here, and why not there?
When did time begin, and where does space end?
Is life under the sun not just a dream?
Is what I see and hear and smell
not just an illusion of a world before the world?
Given the facts of evil and people.
does evil really exist?
How can it be that I, who I am,
didn’t exist before I came to be,
and that, someday, I, who I am,
will no longer be who I am?
When the child was a child,
It choked on spinach, on peas, on rice pudding,
and on steamed cauliflower,
and eats all of those now, and not just because it has to.
When the child was a child,
it awoke once in a strange bed,
and now does so again and again.
Many people, then, seemed beautiful,
and now only a few do, by sheer luck.
It had visualized a clear image of Paradise,
and now can at most guess,
could not conceive of nothingness,
and shudders today at the thought.
When the child was a child,
It played with enthusiasm,
and, now, has just as much excitement as then,
but only when it concerns its work.
When the child was a child,
It was enough for it to eat an apple, … bread,
And so it is even now.
When the child was a child,
Berries filled its hand as only berries do,
and do even now,
Fresh walnuts made its tongue raw,
and do even now,
it had, on every mountaintop,
the longing for a higher mountain yet,
and in every city,
the longing for an even greater city,
and that is still so,
It reached for cherries in topmost branches of trees
with an elation it still has today,
has a shyness in front of strangers,
and has that even now.
It awaited the first snow,
And waits that way even now.
When the child was a child,
It threw a stick like a lance against a tree,
And it quivers there still today.
Both Sides Now
--Joni Mitchell
Bows and flows of angel hair
And ice cream castles in the air
And feather canyons everywhere
I've looked at clouds that way
But now they only block the sun
They rain and snow on everyone
So many things I would have done
But clouds got in my way
I've looked at clouds from both sides now
From up and down, and still somehow
It's cloud illusions I recall
I really don't know clouds at all
Moons and Junes and Ferris wheels
The dizzy dancing way you feel
As every fairy tale comes real
I've looked at love that way
But now it's just another show
You leave 'em laughing when you go
And if you care, don't let them know
Don't give yourself away
I've looked at love from both sides now
From give and take, and still somehow
It's love's illusions I recall
I really don't know love at all
Tears and fears and feeling proud
To say "I love you" right out loud
Dreams and schemes and circus crowds
I've looked at life that way
Oh but now old friends are acting strange
They shake their heads, they say I've changed
Well something's lost but something's gained
In living every day
I've looked at life from both sides now
From WIN and LOSE and still somehow
It's life's illusions I recall
I really don't know life at all
I've looked at life from both sides now
From up and down and still somehow
It's life's illusions I recall
I really don't know life at all
I love to sing-a
About the moon-a and the June-a and the spring-a,
I love to sing-a,
About a sky of blue-a, or a tea for two-a,
Anything-a with a swing-a to an "I love you-a,"
I love to, I love to sing!
Give me a song-a
About a son-a gun that went and done her wrong-a.
But keep it clean-a,
With a cottage small-a by a waterfall-a,
Any sob-a that will throb-a to a bluebird's call-a,
I love, I love to sing!
I was born a singin' fool-a,
Lah-de-dah!
Ol' Major Bowes is gonna spot me,
Got through Yale with boula-boula,
Lah-de-dah!
Old microphone's got me!
I love to sing-a,
I love to wake up with the south-a in my mouth-a,
And wave a flag-a,
With a cheer for Uncle Sammy and another for my mammy,
I love to sing!
The swingin'est,
Hot singin'est,
Bell-ringin'est,
Song singin'est
High tootin'est,
Sky tootin'est,
I love to sing!
I need your arms around me, I need to feel your touch
I need your understanding, I need your love so much
You tell me that you love me so, you tell me that you care
But when I need you baby, you're never there
On the phone long, long distance
Always through such strong resistance
First you say you're too busy
I wonder if you even miss me
Never there
You're never there
You're never, ever, ever, ever there
A golden bird that flies away, a candles fickle flame
To think I held you yesterday, your love was just a game
A golden bird that flies away, a candles fickle flame
To think I held you yesterday, your love was just a game
You tell me that you love me so, you tell me that you care
But when I need you baby
Take the time to get to know me
If you want me why can't you just show me
We're always on this roller coaster
If you want me why can't you get closer?
Never there
You're never there
You're never ever ever ever there
--Cake
She Came Along to Me
Words by Woody Guthrie, Music by Billy Bragg / Jeff Tweedy / Jay Bennett
Ten hundred books could I write you about her
Because I felt if I could know her
I would know all women
And they've not been any too well known
For brains and planning and organized thinking
But I'm sure the women are equal
And they may be ahead of the men
Yet I wouldn't spread such a rumor around
Because one organizes the other
And some times the most lost and wasted
Attract the most balanced and sane
And the wild and the reckless take up
With the clocked and the timed
And the mixture is all of us
And we're still mixing
But never, never, never
Never could have it been done
If the women hadn't entered into the deal
Like she came along to me
And all creeds and kinds and colors
Of us are blending
Till I suppose ten million years from now
We'll all be just alike
Same color, same size, working together
And maybe we'll have all the fascists
Out of the way by then
Maybe so.
Hold on, to me as we go
As we roll down this unfamiliar road
And although this wave is stringing us along
Just know you're not alone
Cause I'm going to make this place your home
Settle down, it'll all be clear
Don't pay no mind to the demons
They fill you with fear
The trouble it might drag you down
If you get lost, you can always be found
Just know you're not alone
Cause I'm going to make this place your home
--Phillip Phillips
♪ ♫...the summers and winters
scattered like splinters
and 4 or 5 years slipped away...♪ ♫
from "He Went To Paris" by Jimmy Buffett
That phrase enters my thoughts at the oddest moments.
Besides Peanut Butter Conspiracy, this is my favorite Buffett song:
Half fast and seldom seen
He don't blip the radar screen
On the deck below the dune
Under the commander's moon
Strange bird from a different nest
Flying low not like all of the rest
God only knows where the strange bird goes when he's flying
Everybody's trying to find him
But they don't know where to start
The ornithologist lady says that he has wings on his heart
Chorus:
Strange bird from a different nest
Flying low not like all of the rest
If you can't catch him you can't name him
If you can't see him you can't claim him
Stay on the ground or he will shoot you down
Wings on his heart, he's a strange bird
Frequent flyer, seldom seen
High above the Caribbean
In my day I've met a few but he's the strangest bird that's true
Chorus:
Strange bird from a different nest
Flying low not like all of the rest
If you can't catch him you can't name him
If you can't see him you can't claim him
Stay on the ground or he will shoot you down
Wings on his heart, he's a strange bird
But he's in love with the lady of the waters
And she lives somewhere up around Cheauxvan
He's gonna circle high above her runway of love
Until she gives him her permission to land
Chorus:
Strange bird from a different nest
Flying low not like all of the rest
If you can't catch him you can't name him
If you can't see him you can't claim him
Stay on the ground or he will shoot you down
Wings on his heart, he's a strange bird
Watch out girl, he's a strange bird
Strange bird flying low
'Cross the Gulf of Mexico
Strange bird not like all the rest
Watch out girl he's a strange bird
Shoot you down, he's a strange bird
It's a bird, it's a plane, it's a strange bird
--Strange Bird, Jimmy Buffett
Peanut Butter Conspiracy
Lookin' back at my hard luck days
I really do have to laugh
Workin' in a dive for twenty-six dollars
Spendin' it all on draft
We were hungry hard luck heroes
Tryin' just to stay alive
So we'd go down to the corner grocery
This is how we'd survive.
[Chorus:]
Who's gonna steal the peanut butter
I'll get a can of sardines
Runnin' up and down the aisles of the Mini-Mart
Stickin' food in our jeans
We never took more than we could eat
There was plenty left on the racks
We all swore if we ever got rich
We would pay the Mini-Mart back
Yes Sir, yes Sir
We would pay the Mini-Mart back.
It was a two man operation
Had it all down on a note
Ricky would watch the big round mirror
And I'd fill up my coat
Then we'd head for the check-out aisle
With a lemon and a bottle of beer
Into the car got to make it on home
'Cause supper time is gettin' near.
[Chorus]
I guess every good picker has had some hard times
I have had my share
It's really kinda funny to laugh at it now
But I don't wanna go back there
So every now and then when I'm in a grocery
I'll take a little but not much
'Cause you never know when the hard times will hit ya
And I don't want to lose my touch.
Freda Payne
Now that you're gone
All that's left is a band of gold
All that's left of the dreams I hold
Is a band of gold
And the memories of what love could be
If you were still here with me
You took me from the shelter of a mother
I had never known
Or loved any other
We kissed after taking vows
But that night on our honeymoon
We stayed in separate rooms
I wait in the darkness of my lonely room
Filled with sadness, filled with gloom
Hoping soon that you'll walk
Back through that door
And love me like you tried before
Since you've been gone
All that's left is a band of gold
All that's left of the dreams I hold
Is a band of gold
And the dream of what love could be
If you were still here with me
Ooh, don't you know that I wait
in the darkness of my lonely room
Filled with sadness, filled with gloom
Hoping soon that you'll walk
Back through that door
And love me like you tried before
Since you've been gone
All that's left is a band of gold
All that's left of the dreams I hold
Is a band of gold
And the dream of what love could be
If you were still here with me
Since you've been gone
All that's left is a band of gold...
Rue
Jean Redpath
Come all ye fair and tender girls
That flourish in your prime, prime
Beware, beware keep your garden fair
Let no man steal your thyme, thyme
Let no man steal your thyme.
For when your time it is past and gone
He’ll care no more for you, you
And every place where your time was waste
Shall spread all o’er with rue, rue
Shall spread all o’er with rue
A woman is a branchy tree
and a man a singing wind, wind
And from her branches carelessly
He takes what he can find, find
He takes what he can find.
Galway Bay
Maybe someday, i'll go back again to Ireland
If my dear old wife would only pass away
She nearly has my heart broke with her naggin
she's got a mouth as big as galway bay
See her drinkin 16 pints of Pabst Blue Ribbon
And then she can walk home without a sway
If the sea were beer instead of salty water
She would live and die in galway bay
See her drinkin 16 pints at Padgo Murphy's
When the barman says "I think its time to go"
She doesn't try to speak to him in gaelic
But a language that the clergy do not know
On her back she has tattooed a map of Ireland
And when she takes her
[COLOR="White"]............................. [/COLOR]bath on Saturday
She rubs the sunlight soap around by Claddaugh
Just to watch the suds roll down by Galway Bay
Thanks. I hate my wireless mouse.
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Loved this on the Grammy's with Sir Elton:
The A Team
--Ed Sheeran
White lips, pale face
Breathing in snowflakes
Burnt lungs, sour taste
Light's gone, day's end
Struggling to pay rent
Long nights, strange men
And they say
She's in the Class A Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since 18
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
And they scream
The worst things in life come free to us
Cos we're just under the upperhand
And go mad for a couple of grams
And she don't want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland
Or sells love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
Angels to fly
Ripped gloves, raincoat
Tried to swim and stay afloat
Dry house, wet clothes
Loose change, bank notes
Weary-eyed, dry throat
Call girl, no phone
And they say
She's in the Class A Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since 18
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
And they scream
The worst things in life come free to us
Cos we're just under the upperhand
And go mad for a couple of grams
And she don't want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland
Or sells love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
Angels to fly
An angel will die
Covered in white
Closed eye
And hoping for a better life
This time, we'll fade out tonight
Straight down the line
Fastball
Out of My Head
Sometimes I feel
Like I am drunk behind the wheel
The wheel of possibility
However it may roll
Give it a spin
See if you can somehow factor in
You know there's always more than one way
To say exactly what you mean to say
Was I out of my head? Was I out of my mind?
How could I have ever been so blind?
I was waiting for an indication
It was hard to find
Don't matter what I say only what I do
I never mean to do bad things to you
So quiet but I finally woke up
If you're sad then its time you spoke up too
Freda Payne
Now that you're gone
All that's left is a band of gold
All that's left of the dreams I hold
Is a band of gold
And the memories of what love could be
If you were still here with me
You took me from the shelter of a mother
I had never known
Or loved any other
We kissed after taking vows
But that night on our honeymoon
We stayed in separate rooms
I wait in the darkness of my lonely room
Filled with sadness, filled with gloom
Hoping soon that you'll walk
Back through that door
And love me like you tried before
Since you've been gone
All that's left is a band of gold
All that's left of the dreams I hold
Is a band of gold
And the dream of what love could be
If you were still here with me
Ooh, don't you know that I wait
in the darkness of my lonely room
Filled with sadness, filled with gloom
Hoping soon that you'll walk
Back through that door
And love me like you tried before
Since you've been gone
All that's left is a band of gold
All that's left of the dreams I hold
Is a band of gold
And the dream of what love could be
If you were still here with me
Since you've been gone
All that's left is a band of gold...
sad...
but not lasting sadness.
30 years ago, this was one of my theme songs. Jerry Lee Lewis. 39 and holding
He's out there somewhere every night
Where the music's playing loud
Doing all the 50's steps, in a 1980 crowd
The dim lights hide his millage lines
The Clairol hides the gray
And he won't mention anything
That gives his age away
Lord, he's thirty-nine and holding
Holding everything he can
From seventeen to twenty-five
He'll prove he's still a man
He's holding to a candle
And it's burning at both ends
He's thirty-nine and holding
Holding everything he can
You can bet he'll never see
Thirty-nine again
He should have turned loose long ago
But still he's hangin' it in
He still thinks that he is the man
That he used to be
He's thirty-nine and holding
And acting twenty-three
Lord, He's thirty-nine and holding
Holding everything he can
From seventeen to twenty-five
To prove he's still a man
He's holding to a candle
My God, it's burning at both ends
He's thirty-nine and holding
Holding everything he can
Carry On
--Fun
Well I woke up to the sound of silence
The cars were cutting like knives in a fist fight
And I found you with a bottle of wine
Your head in the curtains
And heart like the fourth of July
You swore and said
We are not
We are not shining stars
This I know
I never said we are
Though I've never been through hell like that
I've closed enough windows
To know you can never look back
If you're lost and alone
Or you're sinking like a stone
Carry on
May your past be the sound
Of your feet upon the ground
Carry on
Carry on, carry on
So I met up with some friends
At the edge of the night
At a bar off 75
And we talked and talked
About how our parents will die
All our neighbours and wives
But I like to think
I can cheat it all
To make up for the times I've been cheated on
And it's nice to know
When I was left for dead
I was found and now I don't roam these streets
I am not the ghost you want of me
If you're lost and alone
Or you're sinking like a stone
Carry on
May your past be the sound
Of your feet upon the ground
Carry on
Woah
My head is on fire
But my legs are fine
Cause after all they are mine
Lay your clothes down on the floor
Close the door
Hold the phone
Show me how
No one's ever gonna stop us now
Cause we are
We are shining stars
We are invincible
We are who we are
On our darkest day
When we're miles away
So we'll come
We will find our way home
If you're lost and alone
Or you're sinking like a stone
Carry on
May your past be the sound
Of your feet upon the ground
Carry on
Carry on, carry on
Wow.. that's pretty damned good. :)
Give A Little Bit
Roger Hodgson
Give a little bit
Give a little bit of your love to me
Give a little bit
I'll give a little bit of my love to you
There's so much that we need to share
So send a smile and show you care
I'll give a little bit
I'll give a little bit of my life for you
So give a little bit
Give a little bit of your time to me
See the man with the lonely eyes
Take his hand, you'll be surprised
Give a little bit
Give a little bit of your love to me
I'll give a little bit of my life for you
Nows the time that we need to share
So find yourself, we're on our way back home
Going home, don't you need to feel at home?
Oh yeah, we gotta sing
I Like Beer
In some of my songs I have casually mentioned
The fact that I like to drink beer
This little song is more to the point
Roll out the barrel and lend me your ears
(chorus)
I like beer. it makes me a jolly good fellow
I like beer. it helps me unwind and sometimes it makes me feel mellow (makes him feel mellow)
Whiskey’s too rough, champagne costs too much, vodka puts my mouth in gear
This little refrain should help me explain as a matter of fact I like beer
(he likes beer)
My wife often frowns when we’re out on the town
And I’m wearing a suit and a tie
She’s sipping vermouth and she thinks I’m uncouth
When I yell as the waiter goes by
(chorus)
Last night I dreamed that I passed from the scene
And I went to a place so sublime
Aw, the water was clear and tasted like beer
Then they turned it all into wine (awww)
I like beer. it makes me a jolly good fellow
I like beer. it helps me unwind and sometimes it makes me feel mellow (makes him feel mellow)
Whiskey’s too rough, champagne costs too much, and vodka puts my mouth in gear
Aw, this little refrain should help me explain as a matter of fact I love beer
(yes, he likes beer)
--Tom T Hall
i need your arms around me, i need to feel your touch
i need your understanding, i need your love so much
you tell me that you love me so, you tell me that you care
but when i need you baby, you're never there
on the phone long, long distance
always through such strong resistance
first you say you're too busy
i wonder if you even miss me
never there
you're never there
you're never, ever, ever, ever there
a golden bird that flies away, a candle's fickle flame
to think i held you yesterday, your love was just a game
a golden bird that flies away, a candle's fickle flame
to think i held you yesterday, your love was just a game
you tell me that you love me so, you tell me that you care
but when i need you baby
take the time to get to know me
if you want me why can't you just show me
we're always on this roller coaster
if you want me why can't you get closer?
never there
you're never there
you're never ever ever ever there
--Cake
ONLY A FOOL WOULD SAY THAT
(Becker / Fagen)
Steely Dan
A world become one
Of salads and sun
Only a fool would say that
A boy with a plan
A natural man
Wearing a white stetson hat
Unhand that gun begone
There's no one to fire upon
If he's holding it high
He's telling a lie
CHORUS:
I heard it was you
Talkin' 'bout a world
Where all is free
It just couldn't be
And only a fool would say that
The man in the street
Draggin' his feet
Don't wanna hear the bad news
Imagine your face
There in his place
Standing inside his brown shoes
You do his nine to five
Drag yourself home half alive
And there on the screen
A man with a dream
I heard it was you
Talkin' 'bout a world
Where all is free
It just couldn't be
And only a fool would say that
Anybody on the street
Has murder in his eyes
You feel no pain
And you're younger
Than you realize
Only a fool would say that
Try out your voice.
Big D and the Kids Table
I was talking to a young man at a party in these war days
And he asked me my thoughts
I talked about peace, fighting for the people,
he scowled then walked away
Told me my views are fucked
We screamed, we cried, the message has amplified
But they won't hear the people's voice
We scream, we cry, the message has amplified
But they won't hear the people's voice
Come on suits it's time to show us something
You know it's time for better days
Come on suits it's time to show us something
Just get your hearts out front, and prove your something
Remember being proud, remember feeling loved,
remember when leaders gave sacrifice
I believe all men don't have a price
Truth in the state of the union address
Truth in this political process
I should not have to sing for this
We screamed, we cried, the message has amplified
But they won't hear the people's voice
We scream, we cry, the message has amplified
But they won't hear the people's voice
Come on suits it's time to show us something
You know it's time for better days
Come on suits it's time to show us something
Just get your hearts out front, and prove your something
Try out your voice, now use it, now use it, we are the people
Try out your voice, now use it, now use it, we are the people
Try out your voice, now use it, now use it, we are the people
Try out your voice, try out your voice, just try out your voice
Now use it, now use it, we are the people
"Get Lucky"
(feat. Pharrell Williams & Nile Rodgers)
Like the legend of the phoenix
All ends with beginnings
What keeps the planet spinning (uh)
The force of love beginning
(Look)
We've come too far to give up who we are
So let's raise the bar and our cups to the stars
She's up all night 'til the sun
I'm up all night to get some
She's up all night for good fun
I'm up all night to get lucky
We're up all night 'til the sun
We're up all night to get some
We're up all night for good fun
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
The present has no ribbon
Your gift keeps on giving,
What is this I'm feeling?
If you wanna leave I'm ready (ah)
We've come too far to give up who we are
So let's raise the bar and our cups to the stars
She's up all night 'til the sun
I'm up all night to get some
She's up all night for good fun
I'm up all night to get lucky
We're up all night 'til the sun
We're up all night to get some
We're up all night for good fun
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
(We're up all night to get
We're up all night to get
We're up all night to get
We're up all night to get)
(We're up all night to get (together)
We're up all night to get (let's get funked again)
We're up all night to get funky
We're up all night to get lucky)
(We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky)
(We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky)
We've (we're up all night to get lucky)
Come too far (we're up all night to get lucky)
To give up (we're up all night to get lucky)
Who we are (we're up all night to get lucky)
So let's (we're up all night to get lucky)
Raise the bar (we're up all night to get lucky)
And our cups (we're up all night to get lucky)
To the stars (we're up all night to get lucky)
She's up all night 'til the sun
I'm up all night to get some
She's up all night for good fun
I'm up all night to get lucky
We're up all night 'til the sun
We're up all night to get some
We're up all night for good fun
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
I've been singing this as 'Mexican Stars'
For some reason I had lines from songs about London stuck in my head.
When I'm working earlies I have the radio on low to help me sleep.
I go to bed 2-3 hours before the 'rents, but I daren't wear my earplugs, in case I sleep through my 05.00 alarm.
So it's quite possible a London montage seeped into my brain.
Anyway.
Baker Street, fine.
London Calling, fine.
Waterloo Sunset, double fine.
Even Lily Allen's LDN (my favourite of her songs) fine.
And okay, some random ones which would never have been on the radio, mostly by Carter USM: 24 Minutes to Tulse Hill; Only Living Boy in New Cross; The Taking of Peckham et al.
And then.
And then.
What crops up in my long buried reptile mind?
Streets of London.
I've always found it poignant.
But I had to go and listen to it again.
Found a YouTube vid which made me cry til I had sore scoured eyeballs.
Because most of the images they used weren't recent.
They were the people I saw on the streets of Waterloo where I spent school holidays. Men older than Grandad was at the time, who must have fought in WWII.
Bare feet and blankets. Passed out in the afternoon sunlight because it was too cold to sleep at night. Maybe alkies, but yay or nay they were probably damaged.
Nanny wouldn't give them a penny. She said she only respected people who worked for a living. Her interpretation of the Gospel of St Matthew was that we always gave money to buskers and pavement artists. I'm not criticising her for that. You cannot give money to everyone you meet. Or food, unless you really can make bread and fishes stretch from Tower Bridge to Westminster.
It just hurt seeing familiar things with older eyes.
I couldn't have helped them then and can not now.
But looking back I was oblivious.
Have you seen the old man
In the closed-down market
Kicking up the paper,
with his worn out shoes?
In his eyes you see no pride
Hand held loosely at his side
Yesterday's paper telling yesterday's news
So how can you tell me you're lonely,
And say for you that the sun don't shine?
Let me take you by the hand and lead you through the streets of London
I'll show you something to make you change your mind
Have you seen the old girl
Who walks the streets of London
Dirt in her hair and her clothes in rags?
She's no time for talking,
She just keeps right on walking
Carrying her home in two carrier bags.
So how can you tell me you're lonely,
And say for you that the sun don't shine?
Let me take you by the hand and lead you through the streets of London
I'll show you something to make you change your mind
In the all night cafe
At a quarter past eleven,
Same old man is sitting there on his own
Looking at the world
Over the rim of his tea-cup,
Each tea last an hour
Then he wanders home alone
So how can you tell me you're lonely,
And say for you that the sun don't shine?
Let me take you by the hand and lead you through the streets of London
I'll show you something to make you change your mind
And have you seen the old man
Outside the seaman's mission
Memory fading with
The medal ribbons that he wears.
In our winter city,
The rain cries a little pity
For one more forgotten hero
And a world that doesn't care
Sundae I would pay you to listen to
Tales From Turnpike House. Even if you decided that you hated it.
[YOUTUBE]DXsR63nMIwQ[/YOUTUBE]
How much you give me?
Of course I'll listen.
And report back.
Even if I hate it, although I hope I won't.
Like £5 or so
If you prefer, you can pick it up from J, who will be in London from Saturday - Monday. (I'm so jelly... that I don't even mind using the term jelly)
Whisky Hangover by Godsmack
So what if I never wanna be sober?
So what if I wanna be numb all the time? Yeah
I can't justify why I'd wanna go slower (knowing)
Taking my time just ain't my style, yeah
I'll walk dead or alive
I'll waste my time whenever I like
I'm feeling O.K. with my whiskey hangover
So what if you cleaned your act up so far?
So what if I'm pissin' into the wind, again?
Have you ever thought that I'm not who you are (baby)?
'Cause even when I lose, I know how to win gain and again and again and again...
So sick of you preaching all the time
Just keep your shitty advice inside
'Cause I'll walk dead or alive
I'll waste my time whenever I like
I'm feeling O.K. with my whiskey hangover
Oh yeah yeah, 'cause I'll walk dead or alive
I'll waste my time whenever I like
I'm feeling O.K. with my whiskey hangover
Oh yeah!
Oh yeah!
Let's go...
One sip ain't gonna do shit
On the second sip, I begin to admit
That the third one down is what makes me feel alright, yeah
And number four, I slam down to the floor
By five, I'm ready to fight all night
And then six, seven, eight to make me break your face sometimes!
'Cause I'll walk dead or alive
I'll waste my time whenever I like
I'm feeling O.K. with my whiskey hangover
Oh yeah yeah, 'cause I'll walk dead or alive
I'll waste my time whenever I like
I'm feeling O.K. with my whiskey hangover
I don't usually have a hangover. Hardly ever.
She look good when she wake up in the morning
Even better than she did last night
And when she smiles at me and kisses my cheek
I'm thinking Lord I must be living right
I ain't about to say I ain't lucky
But some might say I'm a fool
The chances are I'm doing fine so far
'Cause her mama even thinks I'm cool
She gets me high as a Georgia pine
Wild as a muscadine vine
Hotter than the deep south summer time
Yeah and everybody knows she's mine
Well it might be a couple kind of like her
But rest assured brother this one's mine
I'll be right there in her back pocket
She got my name tattooed where the sun don't shine
Saw you looking when she walked with me
I don't blame you she's a hell of a girl, now
I know how you feel it ain't no big deal
I'm the luckiest man in the world
:jig:
from
'Everybody Knows She's Mine' by Blackberry SmokeThe more I learn, the less I know
Could you make mine straight Absolut?
The more I fail the less I try
Ask not of me the reason why
I have always loved Lloyd Cole, who at this point in time is pretty rare. This particular trick is my favourite in his catalogue. In the second line of the song ("Sentimental Fool") he breaks the wall for one single line and talks to his bartender. Yeah and by using a brand name he makes it very personal and real, which is another trick. Stephen King does that in his books.
The song has a devastatingly heartbreaking theme.
The woman I love is not content
The life I made, it ain't what I meant
The space I'm in is filled with love
The state I'm in is pitiful
...
But when she calls my name
I'm almost happy, she's almost like you
Yeah when she calls my name
We're almost there, man, she's almost like you
She's almost like you
I've never been in that position. "I'm almost happy, she's almost like you." What a devastating lyric.
:jig:
from 'Everybody Knows She's Mine' by Blackberry Smoke
Well, so much for
that shit. :neutral:
Depeche Mode.
Halo.
You wear guilt
Like shackles on your feet
Like a halo in reverse
I can feel
The discomfort in your seat
And in your head it's worse
There's a pain
A famine in your heart
An aching to be free
Can't you see
All love's luxuries
Are here for you and me
And when our worlds
They fall apart
When the walls come tumbling in
Though we may deserve it
It will be worth it
Bring your chains
Your lips of tragedy
And fall into my arms
And when our worlds
They fall apart
When the walls come tumbling in
Though we may deserve it
It will be worth it.
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=k82MVc5cAso♪ ♫Well I've been rained on, rode hard and put up wet♪ ♫
♪ ♫Danced with the devil 'til I'm in debt♪ ♫
♪ ♫He took all I got and there ain't much left for me♪ ♫
♪ ♫I've been knocked down, drug out and left for dead♪ ♫
♪ ♫Barely held together by a few old threads♪ ♫
♪ ♫Yeah I'm still here but there ain't much left to see♪ ♫
♪ ♫Well I'm still holding on but there ain't much left of me♪ ♫
"Ain't Much Left Of Me" by Blackberry Smoke
Said every country song ever
There ain't nuthin' 'bout Mama, trucks, or trains in that song...
This seems to fit the situation in Israel with the recovery of the bodies of the kidnapped children.
[YOUTUBE]watch?v=1d_9RZ3ShVs[/YOUTUBE]
There ain't nuthin' 'bout Mama, trucks, or trains in that song...
...or prison, or being drunk...
[CENTER]Hell Ain't A Bad Place To Be
[SIZE="1"]by AC/DC[/SIZE]
Sometimes I think this woman is kinda hot
Sometimes I think this woman is sometimes not
Puts me down
Fool me around
Why she do it to me
Out for satisfaction
Any piece of action
That ain't the way it should be
She needs lovin'
Knows I'm the man
She' gotta see
Pours my beer
Licks my ear
Brings out the devil in me
Hell ain't a bad place to be
Spends my money
Drinks my booze
Stays out every night
But I got to thinkin'
Hey, just a minute
Somethin' ain't right
Disillusions and confusion
Make me wanna cry
The shame you
Playin' your games
Tellin' me those lies
Don't mind her playin' demon
As long as it's with me
If this is hell
Then let me say
It's heavenly
Hell ain't a bad place to be
Late at night
Turns down the light
Closes up on me
Opens my heart
Tears me apart
Brings out the devil in me
Hell ain't a bad place to be[/CENTER]
[CENTER]Behind Blue Eyes
[SIZE="1"]by The Who[/SIZE]
No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes
No one knows what it's like
To be hated
To be fated
To telling only lies
But my dreams
They aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free
No one knows what it's like
To feel these feelings
Like I do
And I blame you
No one bites back as hard
On their anger
None of my pain and woe
Can show through
But my dreams
They aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free
When my fist clenches, crack it open
Before I use it and lose my cool
When I smile, tell me some bad news
Before I laugh and act like a fool
If I swallow anything evil
Put your finger down my throat
If I shiver, please give me a blanket
Keep me warm, let me wear your coat
No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes [/CENTER]
See I've been here, for thirty-some years
Lookin' at myself in the same dirty mirror
So it ain't like I don't comprehend
Open that bottle, swallow that friend
No crime to take a little too much
Got time to drink away a few months
Got a little cocaine habit
But he says he only does it if somebody else has it
(Go do that shit, do that shit, lady)
She went vegetarian for the baby
Third trimester, I see the kid kick
She showed me outside when she gave me a cigarette
Shit,
there's no way to measure it
Not every pony grows up to be a pegasus
Ya gotta let people be hypocrites
Count your blessin's and mind your business
[Chorus x2]
Stuck with yourself like the rest of us
Dirt gets done and then we back to dust
Runnin' in place
Sun in my face
Let me fly 'way
Heaven won't wait
Heaven won't wait
Let me fly 'way
Get in my way
Everyday
Heaven won't wait
Let me fly 'way
Get in my way
Everyday
[V2]
Just tryna keep my mind on work
It's like that's the only way to love this life on Earth
It's like everyone takes number one in the race
'Cause we all keep runnin' in place
Here kitty kitty, can't train that fox
Must be drinkin' that name brand scotch
All of us cut from the same damn clothe
Some of us never cut the price tags off
She ended up on the pole
With her heels pointin' at her Jesus she used to know
Stripped her down to her naked body
We made her drown in a lake full of patriarchy
In between the pride and the misery
With the infinite supply of sympathy
Are these invisible walls that hold me
Like this goldfish bowl is the whole sea
[Chorus x2]
Stuck with yourself like the rest of us
Dirt gets done and then we back to dust
Runnin' in place
Sun in my face
Let me fly 'way
Heaven won't wait
Heaven won't wait
Let me fly 'way
Get in my way
Everyday
Heaven won't wait
Let me fly 'way
Get in my way
Everyday
"Like The Rest Of Us" by Atmosphere
I like several lines in the song, and some parts resonate with me more than others. Namely, the ones in bold.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VraCMLxV4PAHow JBKlyde-esque!
Sorry if this question is kind of dumb, but who might that be?
A former Cellar member who was kind of dark.
Oh alright. I see what he means by that, then.
Thanks for the clarification!
[FONT="]Planet Caravan - Black Sabbath[/FONT]
[FONT="][/FONT]
[FONT="]We sail through endless skies[/FONT]
[FONT="]stars shine like eyes[/FONT]
[FONT="]the black night sighs[/FONT]
[FONT="] [/FONT]
[FONT="]The moon in silver trees[/FONT]
[FONT="]falls down in tears[/FONT]
[FONT="]light of the night[/FONT]
[FONT="] [/FONT]
[FONT="]The earth, a purple blaze[/FONT]
[FONT="]of sapphire haze[/FONT]
[FONT="]in orbit always[/FONT]
[FONT="] [/FONT]
[FONT="]While down below the trees[/FONT]
[FONT="]bathed in cool breeze[/FONT]
[FONT="]silver starlight breaks down the night[/FONT]
[FONT="] [/FONT]
[FONT="]And so we pass on by the crimson eye[/FONT]
[FONT="]of great god Mars[/FONT]
[FONT="]as we travel the universe [/FONT]
When you're weary, feeling small
When tears are in your eyes
I will dry them all
I'm on your side
Oh when times get rough
And friends just can't be found
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
When you're down and out
When you're on the street
When evening falls so hard, I will comfort you
I'll take your part
Oh, when darkness comes
And pain is all around
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
Sail on silver girl, sail on by
Your time has come to shine
All your dreams are on their way
See how they shine
Oh, if you need a friend
I'm sailing right behind
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will ease your mind
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will ease your mind
Sorry, rewatched The Concert in Central Park tonight.
[FONT="]Planet Caravan - Black Sabbath[/FONT]
:devil:
tool- H
What's coming through is alive.
What's holding up is a mirror.
But what's singing songs is a snake
Looking to turn this piss to wine.
They're both totally void of hate,
But killing me just the same.
The snake behind me hisses
What my damage could have been.
My blood before me begs me
Open up my heart again.
And I feel this coming over like a storm again.
Considerately.
Venomous voice, tempts me,
Drains me, bleeds me,
Leaves me cracked and empty.
Drags me down like some sweet gravity.
The snake behind me hisses
What my damage could have been.
My blood before me begs me
Open up my heart again.
And I feel this coming over like a storm again.
I am too connected to you to
Slip away, to fade away.
Days away I still feel you
Touching me, changing me,
And considerately killing me.
Without the skin,
Beneath the storm,
Under these tears
The walls came down.
And the snake is drowned and
As I look in his eyes,
My fear begins to fade
Recalling all of those times.
I could have cried then.
I should have cried then.
And as the walls come down and
As I look in your eyes
My fear begins to fade
Recalling all of the times
I have died
and will die.
It's all right.
I don't mind.
I am too connected to you to
Slip away, to fade away.
Days away I still feel you
Touching me, changing me,
And considerately killing me.
I know. it's in my sig line, and you're sick of me linking TOOL lyrics. suck it. it's a great song
[youtube]nQ2x0AUkDdw&start=34[/youtube]
♪ ♫ It's five o'clock somewhere ♪ ♫
:fumette:
:celebrat:
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, that's better.
:D
♪ ♫I have seen you on the edge of dawn♪ ♫
♪ ♫Felt you there before you were born♪ ♫
♪ ♫Balanced your dreams upon the edge of thorns♪ ♫
♪ ♫But I don't think about you anymore♪ ♫
Savatage - "Edge of Thorns"
Ignite - Bleeding
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[FONT="]Bleeding[/FONT]
[FONT="]Bleeding [/FONT]
[FONT="]To my country[/FONT]
[FONT="]The mounting costs[/FONT]
[FONT="]Our freedom's lost[/FONT]
[FONT="]The death of liberty[/FONT]
[FONT="] [/FONT]
[FONT="]We live in a Kingdom of reigns[/FONT]
[FONT="]The dogs of war rule the day[/FONT]
[FONT="]The hypocrites roam in gangs[/FONT]
[FONT="]The truth is lost because[/FONT]
[FONT="]It's wars first casualty[/FONT]
[FONT="] [/FONT]
[FONT="]Speak the truth[/FONT]
[FONT="]If you've got something to say[/FONT]
[FONT="]To lead the boys off to war[/FONT]
[FONT="]Is to throw them away[/FONT]
[FONT="]Depleted rounds kill[/FONT]
[FONT="]RU-238[/FONT]
[FONT="]These troubled times[/FONT]
[FONT="]Bringing on our darkest days[/FONT]
[FONT="] [/FONT]
[FONT="]Is this the death of liberty?[/FONT]
[FONT="]Is this the price that life has come to mean?[/FONT]
[FONT="]All our friends, now enemies[/FONT]
[FONT="]The misery of[/FONT]
[FONT="] [/FONT]
[FONT="]Bleeding[/FONT]
[FONT="]Bleeding[/FONT]
[FONT="]To my country[/FONT]
[FONT="]The mounting costs[/FONT]
[FONT="]My freedom's lost[/FONT]
[FONT="]The death of liberty[/FONT]
[FONT="] [/FONT]
[FONT="]Tell the truth[/FONT]
[FONT="]If you've got something to say[/FONT]
[FONT="]No blood for oil, killing fields[/FONT]
[FONT="]Halliburton money[/FONT]
[FONT="]Wounded troops left to rot[/FONT]
[FONT="]No help from the VA[/FONT]
[FONT="]These troubled times[/FONT]
[FONT="]Bringing on our darkest days[/FONT]
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[FONT="]Is this the death of liberty?[/FONT]
[FONT="]Is this the price that life has come to mean?[/FONT]
[FONT="]All our friends, now enemies[/FONT]
[FONT="]The misery of[/FONT]
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[FONT="]Bleeding[/FONT]
[FONT="]Bleeding[/FONT]
[FONT="]To my country[/FONT]
[FONT="]The mounting costs[/FONT]
[FONT="]My freedom's lost[/FONT]
[FONT="]The death of liberty[/FONT]
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[FONT="]Speak the truth or Throw it away[/FONT]
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[FONT="]Is this the death of liberty[/FONT]
[FONT="]Is this the price that life has come to mean[/FONT]
[FONT="]All our friends, now enemies[/FONT]
[FONT="]The misery of[/FONT]
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[FONT="]Bleeding[/FONT]
[FONT="]Bleeding[/FONT]
[FONT="]To my country[/FONT]
[FONT="]The mounting costs[/FONT]
[FONT="]Our freedom's lost[/FONT]
[FONT="]The death of liberty[/FONT]
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Got on (yet another) a Haggard kick, and this one seems to fit really well, especially after last week's encounter:
"I Think I'll Just Stay Here And Drink"
Could be holding you tonight
Could quit doing wrong, start doin' right
You don't care about what I think
I think I'll just stay here and drink
Hey, puttin' you down, don't square no deal
Least you know the way I feel
Take all the money in the bank
I think I'll just stay here and drink
Listen close and you can hear
That loud jukebox playin' in my ear
Ain't no woman gonna change the way I think
I think I'll just stay here and drink
Hurtin' me now, don't mean a thing
Since lovin' you, don't feel no pain
My mind ain't nothin' but a total blank
I think I'll just stay here and drink, yeah
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Man, I love me some Hag. Almost makes me wish I liked country music...
I hear this a lot on the store muzac channel, I always liked this song.
"Insensitive" by Jann Arden
How do you cool your lips, after a summer's kiss?
How do you rid the sweat, after the body bliss?
How do you turn your eyes, from the romantic glare?
How do you block the sound of a voice
You'd know anywhere?
Oh, I really should've known
By the time you drove me home
By the vagueness in your eyes, your casual goodbyes
By the chill in your embrace
The expression on your face that told me
Maybe you might have some advice to give
On how to be insensitive
Insensitive
Insensitive
How do you numb your skin, after the warmest touch?
How do you slow your blood, after the body rush?
How do you free your soul, after you've found a friend?
How do you teach your heart it's a crime to fall in love again?
Oh, you probably won't remember me
It's probably ancient history
I'm one of the chosen few
Who went ahead and fell for you
I'm out of vogue, I'm out of touch
I fell too fast, I feel too much
I thought that you might have some advice to give
On how to be insensitive
Oh, I really should've known
By the time you drove me home
By the vagueness in your eyes, your casual goodbyes
By the chill in your embrace
The expression on your face that told me
Maybe you might have some advice to give
On how to be insensitive
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"Smoke A Little Smoke"
[SIZE="1"]by Eric Church[/SIZE]
Turn the quiet up, turn the noise down
Let this ol' world just spin around
I wanna feel it swing, wanna feel it sway
And put some feel good in my soul
Drink a little drink, smoke a little smoke
Want a little more right, and a little less left
Little more right now, a little less what's next
Act like tomorrow's ten years away
And just kick back and let the feelin' flow
Drink a little drink, smoke a little smoke
I set my sails for a new direction
But the wind got in my way
I changed my course
But my definition of change
Just ain't the same
I'm gonna sit right here
Stay away from there
I'm gonna make pretend
I just don't care
And I could get up
Go get her back
Or maybe I'll just let her go
Drink a little drink, smoke a little smoke
Drink a little drink, smoke a little smoke
Kick back, gives the blues a spin
Break out the wine, forget again
Dig down deep, find my stash
Light it up, take me back
Kick back, gives the blues a spin
Break out the wine, forget again
Dig down deep, find my stash
Light it up, memory crash
Oh no, I don’t know
Baby, it might take, all night
Then I’ll maybe break out that old rock and roll
Drink a little drink, smoke a little smoke
"She Used To Be Mine"
--Sara Bareilles
It's not simple to say
That most days I don't recognize me
That these shoes and this apron
That place and it's patrons
Have taken more than I gave them
It's not easy to know
I'm not anything like I used to be
Although it's true
I was never attention's sweet center
I still remember that girl
She's imperfect but she tries
She is good but she lies
She is hard on herself
She is broken and won't ask for help
She is messy but she's kind
She is lonely most of the time
She is all of this mixed up
And baked in a beautiful pie
She is gone but she used to be mine
It's not what I asked for
Sometimes life just slips in through a back door
And carves out a person
And makes you believe it's all true
And now I've got you
And you're not what I asked for
If I'm honest I know I would give it all back
For a chance to start over
And rewrite an ending or two
For the girl that I knew
Who'll be reckless just enough
Who'll get hurt but
Who learns how to toughen up when she's bruised
And gets used by a man who can't love
And then she'll get stuck and be scared
Of the life that's inside her
Growing stronger each day
'Til it finally reminds her
To fight just a little
To bring back the fire in her eyes
That's been gone but it used to be mine
Used to be mine
She is messy but she's kind
She is lonely most of the time
She is all of this mixed up and baked in a beautiful pie
She is gone but she used to be mine
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GHOST - Cirice
I feel your presence amongst us
You cannot hide in the darkness
Can you hear the rumble?
Can you hear the rumble that’s calling?
I know your soul is not tainted
Even though you’ve been told so
Can you hear the rumble?
Can you hear the rumble that’s calling?
I can feel the thunder that’s breaking in your heart
I can see through the scars inside you
I can feel the thunder that’s breaking in your heart
I can see through the scars inside you
A candle casting a faint glow
You and I see eye to eye
Can you hear the thunder?
Can you hear the thunder that’s breaking?
Now there is nothing between us
From now our merge is eternal
Can’t you see that you’re lost?
Can’t you see that you’re lost without me?
I can feel the thunder that’s breaking in your heart
I can see through the scars inside you
I can feel the thunder that’s breaking in your heart
I can see through the scars inside you
Can’t you see that you’re lost without me?
I can feel the thunder that’s breaking in your heart
I can see through the scars inside you
I can feel the thunder that’s breaking in your heart
I can see through the scars inside you
Inf, that one made me want to cry. Very lovely.
It's Beginning To Look Alot Like Syphilis
By John Valby
It's beginning to look a lot like syphilis all arround my nose.
I picked him up at the 5 and 10, he buttfucked me once and then,
He lodged a candy cane up my asshole.
It's beginning to look a lot like syphilis, boy is my ass sore.
But the prettiest sight to see is his pecker to his knees when I'm on all fours.
A pair of hopalong boots and a pistol that shoots is much too much to ignore.
First we will talk and then go for a walk but I hope he wants to do more.
And Mom and Dad can hardly wait for me to fuck a whore.
It's beginning to look a lot like syphilis, but I still like boys more.
But the ugliest site to see is the canker that will be on my own back door.
Merry Christmas, fuckers.
The Buoys - Timothy
Trapped in a mine that had caved in
And everyone knows the only ones left
Were Joe and me and Tim
When they broke through to pull us free
The only ones left to tell the tale
Were Joe and me
Timothy, Timothy, where on earth did you go?
Timothy, Timothy, God why don't I know?
Hungry as hell no food to eat
And Joe said that he would sell his soul
For just a piece of meat
Water enough to drink for two
And Joe said to me, "I'll have a swig
And then there's some for you."
Timothy, Timothy, Joe was looking at you
Timothy, Timothy, God what did we do?
I must have blacked out just around then
'Cause the very next thing that I could see
Was the light of the day again
My stomach was full as it could be
And nobody ever got around
To finding Timothy
Timothy...
Timothy, Timothy, where on earth did you go?
Timothy, Timothy, God why don't I know?
If we're ever trapped here in the Cellar...
...You guys can eat me.
I met Jerry Hludzik, the dude who sang that, when I worked at a small record label in 2005.
I don't think they made much money from it as they were not the songwriter. Rupert Holmes wrote it. This is the Rupert Holmes who would go on to chart success a few years later with "Escape (The Piña Colada Song)".
I still think 'piña colada' sounds like a medical procedure.
If we're ever trapped here in the Cellar...
...You guys can eat me.
Ok, but I'm not gonna be the one that has to pluck you
"My Dick"
My dick cost a late night fee
Your dick got the HIV
My dick plays on the double feature screen
Your dick went straight to DVD
My dick - bigger than a bridge
Your dick look like a little kid's
My dick - large like the Chargers, the whole team
Your shit look like you fourteen
My dick - locked in a cage, right
Your dick suffer from stage fright
My dick - so hot, it's stolen
Your dick look like Gary Coleman
My dick - pink and big
Your dick stinks like shit
My dick got a Caesar do,
Your dick needs a tweezer, dude
My dick is like super size
Your dick look like two fries
My dick - more mass than the Earth
Your dick - half staff, it needs work
My dick - been there done that
Your dick sits there with dunce cap
My dick - V.I.P.
Your shit needs I.D.
It's time that we let the world know
Dude, you gotta let your girl go
D.S. is the best in the business
P.S. we got dicks like Jesus
It's time that we let the world know
Dude, you gotta let your girl go
D.S. is the best in the business
P.S. we got dicks like Jesus
My dick need no introduction
Your dick don't even function
My dick served a whole luncheon
Your dick - it look like a munchkin
My dick - size of a pumpkin
Your dick look like Macaulay Culkin
My dick - good good lovin'
Your dick - good for nothin'
My dick bench pressed 350
Your dick couldn't shoplift at Thrifty
My dick - pretty damn skippy
Your dick - hungry as a hippie
My dick don't fit down the chimney
Your dick is like a kid from the Philippines
My dick is like an M16
Your dick - broken vending machine
My dick parts the seas
Your dick farts and queefs
My dick - rumble in the jungle
Your dick got touched by your uncle
My dick goes to yoga
Your dick - fruit roll -up
My dick - grade -A beef
Your dick - Mayday geek
My dick - sick and dangerous
Your dick - quick and painless
My dick - 'nuff said.
Your dick loves Fred
It's time that we let the world know
Dude, you gotta let your girl go
D.S. is the best in the business
P.S. we got dicks like Jesus
It's time that we let the world know
Dude, you gotta let your girl go
D.S. is the best in the business
P.S. we got dicks like Jesus
Ok, it was the bartender, not the waitress, but still...:jig:
I went home with a waitress the way I always do
How was I to know she was with the russians, too?
I was gambling in havana, I took a little risk
Send lawyers, guns, and money
Dad, get me out of this, hiyah!
An innocent bystander
Somehow I got stuck between a rock and a hard place
And I'm down on my luck
Yes, I'm down on my luck
Well, I'm down on my luck
I'm hiding in honduras, I'm a desperate man
Send lawyers, guns, and money
The shit has hit the fan
Send lawyers, guns, and money
Send lawyers, guns, and money
Send lawyers, guns, and money, hiyah!
Send lawyers, guns, and money, ow!
I was looking around for a ride home. The bartendress said she'd take me home. And then I drank for free for an hour waiting for her to clean up and close.:) And then she took me home.
Her home.
:jig::cheerldr::grouphug::devil::hugnkiss::celebrat:
:blunt:
I forgot this one:...:blah:
She's a talker.
The times are tough now
Just gettin tougher
This old world is rough
It's just getting rougher
Cover me
Come on baby cover me
Well I'm lookin for a lover
Who will come on in and cover me
Promise me baby
You won't let them find us
Hold me in your arms
Let's let our love blind us
Cover me
Shut the door and cover me
Well I'm lookin for a lover
Who will come on in and cover me
Outside's the rain
The driving snow
I can hear the wild wind blowing
Turn out the light
Bolt the door
I ain't goin' out there no more
This whole world is out there
Just trying to score
I've seen enough don't wanna see no more
Cover me
Come on in and cover me
I'm looking for a lover who will come on in and cover me
(some lyrics repeat until the end)
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I tend to retreat into this one when stressed (especially in winter). It took me until I was 32 to find someone who WOULD cover me when I felt attacked.
I'm not afraid of the dark
If we got to live in the dark
We will live in the dark
Won't see me dyin in the light
I will live in the dark
I'm not afraid of the dark
If we got to live in the dark
We will live in the dark
Won't see me dyin in the light
We will live in the dark
We will dance in the dark
We'll bring candles down to the dark
We will love in the dark
We'll go on in the dark
We'll hold hands in the dark
Cuz when you hold hands in the dark
You don't know whose hand you hold
You're just humans lettin love flow
We will dance in the dark
We'll bring candles down to the dark
We will love in the dark
We'll go on in the dark
We'll hold hands in the dark
Cuz when you hold hands in the dark
You don't know whose hand you hold
You're just humans lettin love flow
Ooo yeah
Ooo yeah yeah
I'm not afraid of the dark
If we got to live in the dark
We will live in the dark
Won't see me dyin in the light
We will live in the dark
"Live In The Dark", track 2 off 'Loud Hailer' by Jeff Beck.
I'm not afraid of the dark :D
For my partner of 14 years come this July:
My gift is my song and this one's for you
And you can tell everybody this is your song
It may be quite simple but now that it's done
I hope you don't mind I hope you don't mind
That I put down in words
How wonderful life is when you're in the world
If we're ever trapped here in the Cellar...
...You guys can eat me.
Will we have to slow-cook you? What spices would go best? You know can't say things like that and not make us weirdos wonder... ;) :eyebrow:
Will we have to slow-cook you? What spices would go best? You know can't say things like that and not make us weirdos wonder... ;) :eyebrow:
Depending on the spices, the taste would vary from person to person...
Wasn't That A Party
Could've been the whiskey
Might've been the gin
Could've been the three or four six-packs
I don't know, but look at the mess I'm in
My head is like a football
I think I'm going to die
Tell me, me oh, me oh my
Wasn't that a party?
Someone took a grapefruit
Wore it like a hat
I saw someone under my kitchen table
Talking to my old tom cat
They were talking about hockey
The cat was talking back
Long about then every-thing went black
Wasn't that a party?
I'm sure it's just my memory
Playing tricks on me
But I think I saw my buddy
Cutting down my neighbor's tree
Could've been the whiskey
Might've been the gin
Could've been the three or four six-packs
I don't know, but look at the mess I'm in
My head is like a football
I think I'm going to die
Tell me, me oh, me oh my
Wasn't that a party?
Billy, Joe and Tommy
Well they went a little far
They were sittin' in the back seat, blowing on a siren
From somebody's police car
So you see, your honor
It was all in fun
The little bitty track meet down on main street
Was just to see if the cops could run
Well they run us in to see you
In an alcoholic haze
I sure can use those thirty days
To recover from the party
Could've been the whiskey
Might've been the gin
Could've been the three or four six-packs
I don't know, but look at the mess I'm in
My head is like a football
I think I'm going to die
Tell me, me oh, me oh my
Wasn't that a party?
:drunk:
My head really was the size of a football when I first woke up. I got better.
Thank God I don't hangover easily.
If it's also the shape of a football, you have enemies. :yesnod:
Also, from Robert Plant's "Watching You" off the album 'Manic Nirvana':
Love on the wing, carry my prayer
Cherish this moment in times of despair
Over the mountains, over the sea
Angel of love, come back home to me
My head really was the size of a football when I first woke up. I got better.
Thank God I don't hangover easily.
American football or rest-of-the-world football?
I saw Pup play last night. I've had the black dog after me for a little while but damned if it didn't lift.
PUP LYRICS
"Dark Days"
This endless night
This funeral dirge
We celebrate life
At the end of the earth
When everything is gone
There'll be nothing left to lose
The ice is closing in
And nothing will remain
We took what we could get
And we burned it anyway
With all those secrets
We swore we'd take 'em to the grave
The light will falter and will fade
And in the darkness we'll say
This winter hasn't been so rough
Oh it was cold but still it wasn't cold enough
To freeze the blood beneath my spine
And at least I survived
We're sleeping through the days
And sinking like a ship
We're wasting away
Bit by bit
Everyone is gone
And everything is changed
It won't ever be the same
And when it's over we'll say
This winter hasn't been so rough
Oh it was cold but still it wasn't cold enough
To freeze the blood beneath my spine
And at least I survived
We've had some dark days
We're in the thick of it now
And when the ice breaks
There will be no one around
We've had some dark days
We're in the thick of it now
And when the ice breaks
There will be no one around
This winter hasn't been so rough
Oh it was cold but it wasn't cold enough
To freeze the blood beneath my spine
And at least I survived
This winter hasn't been so rough (We've had some dark days)
Oh it was cold but still it wasn't cold enough (We're in the thick of it now)
To freeze the blood beneath my spine (And when the ice breaks)
At least I'll survive
♪ ♫...love us if you can
sorry if you cain't
holla if you is
shut up if you ain't...♪ ♫
♪ ♫She said "I told you that I love you,♪ ♫
♪ ♫And there ain't no more to say."♪ ♫
:heartpump:jig::heartpump
Nautical Disaster
The Tragically Hip
I had this dream where I relished the fray and the screaming filled my head all day.
It was as though I had been spit here,
Settled in,
Into the pocket of a lighthouse on some rocky socket,
Off the coast of France, dear.
One afternoon,
Four thousand men died in the water here and five hundred more were thrashing madly as parasites might in your blood.
Now I was in a lifeboat designed for ten and ten only,
Anything that systematic would get you hated.
It's not a deal not a test nor a love of something fated.
(Death)
The selection was quick,
The crew was picked and those left in the water were kicked off our pant leg and we headed for home.
Then the dream ends when the phone rings,
You're doing alright he said it's out there most days and nights,
But only a fool would complain.
Anyway Susan, if you like,
Our conversation is as faint as a sound in my memory,
As those fingernails scratching on my hull.
oof.
Canadians are thoughtful lyricists
"...I relished the fray and the screaming filled my head all day."
"...kicked off our pant leg"
"...fingernails scratching on my hull."
Good lord, colorful prose, every line a picture, is the writer institutionalized?:eyebrow:
This is so literary and Gord's delivery so raw, I see why my Canadian SiL was crushed by his passing.
"...I relished the fray and the screaming filled my head all day."
"...kicked off our pant leg"
"...fingernails scratching on my hull."
Good lord, colorful prose, every line a picture, is the writer institutionalized?:eyebrow:
Brain cancer got him.
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Acid, booze, and ass
Needles, guns, and grass
Lots of laughs, lots of laughs
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I am on a lonely road and I am traveling
Looking for the key to set me free.
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Ink on a pin
Underneath the skin
An empty space to fill in.
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All romantics meet the same fate someday
Cynical and drunk and boring someone in some dark café.
"A pantoum is composed of quatrains: the second and fourth lines of the first stanza are the first and third lines of the second, and so on. In the final stanza, the last line is the same as the first line of the poem, and the third line is the same as the third line of the first stanza."
If we're so much the same like I always hear
Why such different fortunes and fates?
Some of us live in a cloud of fear
Some live behind iron gates
Why such different fortunes and fates?
Some are blessed and some are cursed
Some live behind iron gates
While others see only the worst
Some are blessed and some are cursed
The golden one or scarred from birth
While others only see the worst
Such a lot of pain on the earth
The golden one or scarred from birth
Somethings can never be changed
Such a lot of pain on this earth
It's somehow so badly arranged
Somethings can never be changed
Some reasons will never come clear
It's somehow so badly arranged
If we're so much the same like I always hear
Lurve me some Rush, I do.
But all too soon we hit the moon and covered up the sky
They built their bombs and aimed their guns and still I don't know why
The dominoes tumbled and big business roared
Every night at six they showed the pictures and counted up the score
~I Saw It On TV - John Fogerty