I met her on Sunday twas my lucky bun day, that's what I said.
The thicker the waste band the deeper the quicksand or so I have read.
Need I go on? |
1. Paranoia Strikes Deep - Into Your Life It Will Creep - From For What It's Worth
2. I Am Not Dreaming - from Suite : Judy Blue Eyes
3. Breathe Deep the Gathering Gloom - from Nights In White Satin |
And I think it's gonna be a long, long, time,
till touch down brings me round again to find
I'm not the man they think I am at home.
Oh no, no, no
I'm a rocket man
Rocket man, burning out his fuse up here alone.
Bernie Taupin/Elton John-1972
An absolute classic. |
To quote from only part of my favorite lyricist's song:
Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind
Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves
The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free
Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands
With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves
Let me forget about today until tomorrow.
Bob's still going strong. |
....good lookin' in a dark light!
Many a lass remind me of that one! |
Artist: Mission U.k.
Album: Carved In Sand
Title: Into The Blue
...
Gasoline rainbows swimming in the puddles in the street
Whichever way the wind blows we've got the whole damn
World crawling at our feet
Laughing canyons and everglades
Candle flames and razor blades
Dancing through the poppy fields, hand in hand we cascade
Into the blue, only with you
Into the blue, only with you, into the blue
There's a singing dwarf on the streets of new york
There's a shuffling man with plastic on his head
There's a preacher woman crying in the traffic
Crying for the living crying for the dead
The waste of it all, the waste of it all
And there's more at stake than we could ever know
'cos when we're together we always fall
Into the blue, only with you
Into the blue, only with you, into the blue
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Artist: Mission U.k.
Album: Gods Own Medicine
Title: Love Me To Death
Let me come inside your ivory tower
Let me come inside your hallowed walls
God, it's heaven in here
Fix me with your hand of praise
Fix me with your touch of precious thrills
Your fingers dance across my skin
Reaching out for the pride of man
Hand in hand, flesh in flesh
We're walking through the fire of love
Breath by breath, and flame by flame
We burn 'til the sun rises and shines hot
Love come gushing, love runs free
My love comes all over you
My love comes for you
Love me to death, my flower
Run bare fur through my hair
Naked on my lips
Love me to death, my precious
Smother me in kisses
Drown me with your waves of falling sweetness
Hold me dear, bury me deep
Bless me with your word of savage honour
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Artist: Mission U.k.
Album: Neverland
Title: Swoon
I, more than adore you
Naked, standing before you
Hold out your arms
And open yourself wide
Hold me dear
Bury me deep inside
Feel, feel the glow
You make me swoon
I, wanna turn you on
Wanna take you high
Sleight of hand
Slip of the tongue
Sweet, how sweet you taste
And the heat
The heat you make
You make me swoon, you make me swoon
I, more than adore you
Naked, standing before you
Hush, baby hush
Rush, here comes the rush
You make me swoon, you make me swoon
You make me swoon, you make me swoon
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Artist: Mission U.k.
Album: Masque
Title: Ever May You Shine
Sone crazy holy roller trying to sell you jesus
Trying to sell you helter skelter
He sells you genocide, he sells you kingdom come
Now watch the little piggies run for shelter
Cease to exist, just come and say you love me
Welcome to the family, meet sadie and gypsy
They'll creepy crawly under your skin
And every time a bell tolls, and you've blood on your hands
An angel, an angel gets her wings
Cease to exist, just come and say you love me
And you had jesus until i came along
So come and join this freak show of mine
There's a place for you with use, a place for you in heaven
All that glitters is not gold, in heaven
Even you may shine
He preaches revelation, chapter and verse
And all dead swine grow up a sacred cow
Too many christ's and never enough crosses
Who shall we crucify now?
Cease to exist, just come and say you love me
Shine on
all words by Wayne Hussey
Thanks
too much more too list
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shorter of breath- and one step closer to death.
No need to go on with that piece it speaks for itself. I am not a HUGE Floyd fan, but I do enjoy there glum/witty lyrics. |
I was a little too tall
CouldÂ’ve used a few pounds
Tight pants points hardly reknown
She was a black-haired beauty with big dark eyes
And points all her own sitting way up high
Way up firm and high
Bob Seger, Night Moves
I can still hear the guitar riff...
I just replied to a post here yesterday saying this was the first album I ever bought, what a classic. |
From Ray Wylie Hubbard's The Messenger:
"Our fears are like dragons guarding our most precious treasures." (And he's quoting the French poet Relke)
From Guy Clark's The Cape:
"He's one of those that knows that life is just a leap of faith, so spread your arms, and hold your breath, and always trust your cape."
From Trout Fishing in America's (Ezra Idlet & Keith Grimwood)Eleven Easy Steps:
"No imagination's the only thing that can stop me." |
Please don't confront me with my failures/
I have not forgotten them.
--Paul Westerberg |
Savatage: 'I've wasted my time 'till time wasted me'.
David Lee Roth: 'I don't know where I'm goin' but I can't wait to get there'
'Now take the traveller and the tourist
the essential difference is
the traveller don't knows where he is goin'
and the tourist don't know where he is
Small world 'till they lose your luggage'
And finally, from Queensryche:
'I don't believe in love
I never have, I never will
I don't believe in love
It's neve worth the pain that you feel'.
But I'm a real happy guy :) |
Sting...when you find your servent is your master, you'll be wrapped around my finger. |
What you own is your own kingdom
What you do is your own glory
What you love is your own power
What you live is your own story
In your head is the answer
Let it guide you along
Let your heart be the anchor
And the beat of your own song
You don't get something for nothing
You can't have freedom for free
You won't get wise
With the sleep still in your eyes
No matter what your dreams might be
Enjoy,
TIC |
Thedautch-
Great lyric, wrong writer. Jackson Browne wrote "These Days".
Eddie |
My old man, you'll find him in the garbage can. If there's a bottle of gin there, he'll stay in there, my old man |
You know there ain't no Devil, there's only God when he's drunk--Tom Waits |
His wife was a spent piece of used jet trash, kept her mouth shut most of the time, made good bloody marys, and had a Chihuahua named 'Carlos' that was practically blind.
Tom Waits "Franks Wild Years"
The sun's going down like a big bald head. It's Sharkey's night. It's Sharkey's night tonight. And the manager said, Mr. Sharkey? He's not at his desk right now would you like to leave a message.
Laurie Anderson "Sharkey's Day"
Marco |
"Living in a half-way-house on a one-way-street" - Ricky Lee Jones
"His mind is not for rent - to any God or Government" - Rush "Tom Sawyer"
"Waiting in our boats to set sail" - Blind Faith "Sea of Joy" |
She was a spent piece of used jet trash, kept her mouth shut most of the time, made good bloody marys, and had a Chihuahua named 'Carlos' that was practically blind.
Tom Waits "Franks Wild Years"
The sun's going down like a big bald head. It's Sharkey's night. It's Sharkey's night tonight. And the manager said, Mr. Sharkey? He's not at his desk right now would you like to leave a message.
Laurie Anderson "Sharkey's Day"
Marco |
"One good thing about music, when it hits you feel no pain." - Bob Marley, Trenchtown Rock
"One way or another, this darkness got to give."- The Grateful Dead, New Speedway Boogie
"It's been a month since I had a toke or a dime to make the call."- Little Feat, Cold, Cold, Cold |
"I've got somethin' to give ya'
That the mailman can't deliver
I can't phone it in
I can't mail it in
I can't send it in
Even by my closest friend
I'm bringin' it to ya'
Personally, personally, personally, yeah yeah"
Written by P. Kelly. Best version by Karla Bonoff |
"your the type of woman who feels right at home in hell, stick me with a pitch fork just to hear me yell, I'm talking to you woman and I'm serious as a heart attack, if you don't stop cheating on me, I'm going to turn those blue eyes black"
JOHNNY WINTERS |
Justice isn't blind, it just looks the other way...from the Boomtown Rats song "ELEPHANT'S GRAVEYARD" |
Meet the new boss, same as the old boss. From Won't Get Fooled Again, The Who. |
"do you want my blood? Do you want my tears? What do you want? What do want from me? if I promised you the answer would you go? Pink Floyd "what do you want"
"one man's fun is another's Hell" Metallica "sad but true" |
They say politics is a last refuge,
so many scoundrels claim.
Steal a little and they'll throw you in jail,
steal a lot and they'll make you a king.
Bob Dylan-1983
I stated my favorite earlier, but I really needed to add that. His voice goes through my head like a knife, but he has to be one of the finest poets/lyricists ever, bar none. |
My two favorites are: Chuck Berry's As I was motivatin' over the hill
I saw Maybelline in a Coupe de Ville and Smokey Robinson's Oooh, Baby Baby |
"I was kinda nervous when she bent down to tie the laces of my sho-o-oe. Tangled Up In Blue." Bob Dylan |
The Garden of Earthly Delights:
Poisonous gardens, lethal and sweet ,
Venomous blossoms
Choleric fruit, deadly to eat.
Violet nightshades, innocent bloom,
Omnivorous orchids,
Cautiously wait, hungrily loom.
You will find them in her eyes,
In her eyes, In her eyes.
Petrified willows, twisted and brown
Carrion swallows,
Wait in the wet darkening ground.
Withering shadows, quietly grow,
Potently breeding
Into a spectacular glow
You will find them in her eyes,
In her eyes, In her eyes.
Lemonous petals, dissident play,
Tasting of ergot
Dancing by night, dying by day.
Blackening mushrooms drink in the rain,
Sinister nightblooms
Wilt with the dawn's welcoming pain.
You will find them in her eyes,
In her eyes, In her eyes.
The United states Of America, 1968 Columbia Records |
IMO, the best come from old blues tunes. Like this one...
...when I first saw you I thought you was the One,
but when I checked a little closer I found yo bread ain't quite done
Don't know right off-hand who wrote it but I've heard Albert King sing it a hundred times. |
dont fool yer self girl its goin right up yer poop shute/zappa,broken hearts are for assholes. |
I won't get to get what I'm after Till the day I die
The Seeker by The Who |
So I open the door to my enemies
And I ask could we wipe the slate clean
But they tell me to please go f**k myself
You know you just can't win
"Lost For Words"
Pink Floyd |
"She's so fine, there's no telling where the money went". |
`Cause you were bred for humanity and sold to society
One day you'll wake up in the Present Day
A million generations removed from expectations
Of being who you really want to be.
Skating away on the thin ice of the New Day. |
"Starry starry night, paint your palatte blue and grey;
Look out on a summer's day, with eyes that know the darkness of my soul............but I could have told you, Vincent, This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you."
Don McLean
American Pie |
"If they were right, I'd agree, but it's them they know - not me"
Cat Stevens from "Father and Son"
|
baby,don't you give me
your words of sweet whiskey
something, is crawling
over me quickly
SEE, I'VE LIED TOO
LAUGHED AT AND CRIED TO
but I'm no longer
twisted and tied to
The slacker-Red light NYC ska, baby |
From Paul Weller's wildwood album
"like mercury gliding,
a silver teardrop that falls,
and I can't catch her,
through my fingers she's gone"
... from "Foot of the Mountain".
"We used to meet each others eyes,
and that's all we'd have to say,
now we don't talk that much at all,
the further our eyes seem to stray"
...... from "all the pictures on the wall" |
interesting and sophisticated
refusing to be celebrated
it's a monumental big screen kiss
it's so deep it's meaningless. t hip
is it rainin in new york
down fifth avenue
or on broadway after dark
love the lights, don't you b ferry
the delivery is half the appeal......... |
A few one liners that come to mind:
"The door is open but the ride 'aint free" - Springsteen Thunder Road
"The piano has been drinking, not me" - Tom Waits |
Ani DeFranco's anti-gun song, "To the Teeth" when she's talking about who we should really be opening-fire upon:
open fire on each weapons manufacturer
while he's giving head
to some republican senator
And here's the whole song, for your reading pleasure.....dedicated today to Michael Moore!!
"To The Teeth"
the sun is settin on the century
and we are armed to the teeth
we are all working together now
to make our lives mercifully brief
schoolkids keep trying to teach us
what guns are all about
confuse liberty with weaponry
and watch your kids act it out
every year now like Christmas
some boy gets the mildfed suburban blues
reaches for the available arsenal
and saunters off to make the news
and women in the middle
are learning what poor women have always known
that the edge is closer than you think
when your men bring the guns home
look at where the profits are
that's how you'll find the source
of the big lie that you and i
both know so well
it the time it takes this cultural
death wish to run its course
they're gonna make a pretty penny
and then they're all going to hell
he said the chickens all come home to roost
yeah, Malcolm forecasted this flood
are we really gonna sleep through another century
while the rich profit off our blood?
true, it may take some doing
to see this undoing done
but in my humble opinion
here's what i suggest we do:
open fire on Hollywood
open fire on MTV
open fire on NBC
and CBS and ABC
open fire on the NRA
and all the lies they told us
along the way
open fire on each weapons manufacturer
while he's giving head
to some republican senator
and if i hear one more time
about fool's rights
to his tools of rage
I'm gonna take all my friends
and i'm gonna move to Canada
and we're gonna die of old age
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"Idiot wind. Blowing every time you move your teeth. You're an idiot babe. It's a wonder that you still know how to breath"
Bob Dylan - "Idiot Wind" from Blood on the Tracks |
Lost in a Roman wilderness of pain and all the children are insane waiting for the summer rain.
The End- The Doors |
In 69 I was 17 and I called the road my own, I don't know where that road turned off but it's the road I'm on. |
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Jeez, someone out there actually knows The United States of America.
Take a good look at my face
You'll see my smile looks out of place
If you look closer it's easy to trace
The tracks of my tears |
" ...because sometimes the signs from Heaven are vague"
Is my favourite recent lyric - from the last song on The Fiery Furnaces debut CD - 'Gallowbird's Bark'.
That line sticks with me, in the face of all the craziness in the world, where so many people believe they are in possession of the 'absolute truth'.
Cheers. |
"McArthur's Park is melting in the rain.
I don't think that I can take it, cause it took so long to bake it,
And I'll never have that recipe agaiiiin - Oh Nooooooo!" |
Ooooo hoooo ooooo!
lord have mercy,
I had 3 dounts and 2 cups of coffee,
but that didn't stop my appetite.
I had already eaten a box of cookies late last night,
I had 10 pancakes , plenty of syrup and butter and two slices of ham,
3 eggs, home fries, 4 biscuits all smothered in jam,
2 glasses of milk and a cheese cake.
I thought I didn't want anymore,
but I just had about 12 of those mints in the bowl by the door.
That is why, that is why, you're overweight....
Eddie Harris - 'That Is Why You're Overweight'
Atlantic SD 1683, 1976 |
