Tell me your favourite lyric line(s)...
Posted by: ken c on 30 March 2013
you don't miss your water
till your well is dry...
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ken
I'll sing to him, each spring to him
And worship the trousers that cling to him
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered - am I
Just has to be, has to be, "Cat Food" by King Crimson:
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A selection of lines from Morrissey that always make me smile,,
From The Queen is Dead ,
So I broke into the Palace
With a sponge and a rusty spanner
She said: "Eh, I know you, and you cannot sing"
I said: "that's nothing - you should hear me play piano"
William it was really nothing ,
How can you stay with a fat girl who'll say :
"Oh ! Would you like to marry me ?
"And if you like you can buy the ring"
She doesn't care about anything
Would you like to marry me ?
And if you like you can buy the ring
....
Saving up the birds in hand
while in the bush the others land.
Take what we can before the man
says it's time to go.
Each to his own way I'll go mine.
Best of luck with what you find.
But for your own sake remember times
we used to know.
Jethro Tull "We Used to Know"
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ken
King Of New York by Fun Loving Criminals
Franky was a mook from the block we used to live on
The wanna be the gangster
The wanna be the dapper don,
Don John on the wall, I said, "I'm your biggest fan"
"Next to my little brother Paul"
He's losin' his grip, like Pesci, he'd flip
And you talk to his brother he said, "He always planned this trip"
He wasn't oky dokie running around like Don Quixote
Tryin' to free a man, he didn't even know B
He had the roots and he bought the suits
And the boys didn't like him to tell you the truth, yea
He had J.G. on his pinky ring and he
Lied about some doin' some time up in sing sing
Flipped one fine summer afternoon
He told his brother Paulie, somethin' had to be done soon
He took Paulie and a couple of boys and jacked the
Coup de ville to Illinois
La di da di, free John Gotti
La di da di, la di
La di da di, free John Gotti
The King of New York
The King of New York
La di da di, free John Gotti
La di da di, la di
La di da di, free John Gotti
The King of New York
Man the King of New York
He got a clipper from a stripper, he met at a club
Two sticks of dynamite and thirty eight snub
He went to see the don, without an invitation
And stood outside the gate with his three man demonstration
Waving picket signs, and the C.O. saw a nine
And only Paulie go away with the skin on his behind
And back in the borough, the cops are acting thorough
They raided Franky's room
And then they saw his bureau, upon it was a note
With a rhyme that was dope
How he was breakin' John out and how he couldn't cope
I said, "I don't fly coach, never save the roach"
The King of New York
The King of New York
I said, "I don't fly coach, never save the roach"
The King of New York
The King of New York
I said, "I never fly coach, never save the roach"
The King of New York
The King of New York
"And he was too old to Rock'n'Roll but he was too young to die.
No, you're never too old to Rock'n'Roll if you're too young to die."
You can hear the boats go by, you can spend the night forever
And you know that she's half crazy and that's why you want to be there
And she feeds you tea and oranges that came all the way from China
And just when you want to tell her that you have no love to give her
She gets you on her wavelength and she lets the river answer
That you've always been her lover
Who in these realms of love, who by something blunt,
And who by avalanche, who by powder,
Who for his greed, who for his hunger,
And who shall I say is calling?
You can hear the boats go by, you can spend the night forever
And you know that she's half crazy and that's why you want to be there
And she feeds you tea and oranges that came all the way from China
And just when you want to tell her that you have no love to give her
She gets you on her wavelength and she lets the river answer
That you've always been her lover
two great Cohen songs Jan-Erik
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ken
So, here we are once more, in the playground of the broken hearts,
one more experience, one more entry in a diary, self-penned...
steve
enough to post an entire song on this thread. Sigh!And you were dead right.
steve
two great Cohen songs Jan-Erik
It's very difficult to choose with Leonard Cohen's body of work, as he manages to condense so much meaning into so few words. His take on dying is sublime :
You lose your grip
and then you slip
into the masterpiece
Wise words from Ry Cooder:
If you marry the wrong kind of woman and you get where you can't agree,
Well, you just as well could get your hat and let that woman be.
But a man oughta make a good husband and quit tryin' to lead a fast life.
Goin' about dressin' up other women won't put clothes on his own wife
Innumerable examples from Ms Mitchell:
Didn't feel good, we sitting there talking
Or lying there not talking, didn't it feel good?
He opens up his suitcase
In the continental suite
And people twenty stories down
Colored currents in the street
A helicopter lands on the Pan Am roof
Like a dragonfly on a tomb
And business men in button downs
Press into conference rooms
Battalions of paper-minded males
Talking commodities and sales
While at home their paper wives
And paper kids
Paper the walls to keep their gut reactions hid
And, without apology for the whole song:
Blue songs are like tattoos
You know I've been to sea before
Crown and anchor me
Or let me sail away
Hey Blue, here is a song for you
Ink on a pin
Underneath the skin
An empty space to fill in
Well there're so many sinking now
You've got to keep thinking
You can make it thru these waves
Acid, booze, and ass
Needles, guns, and grass
Lots of laughs lots of laughs
Everybody's saying that hell's the hippest way to go
Well I don't think so
But I'm gonna take a look around it though
Blue I love you
Blue here is a shell for you
Inside you'll hear a sigh
A foggy lullaby
There is your song from me
Or how about little snippets that stick in the mind?
Buffalo'd in Buffalo
And I was entertained in Houston
Hot tramp!
I love you so
We are the custard pie appreciation consortium
God save the george cross and all those who were awarded them
We are the sherlock holmes english speaking vernacular
Help save fu manchu, moriarty and dracula
We are the office block persecution affinity
God save little shops, china cups and virginity
Oh, and the whole of Paul Simon's "American Tune".
Regards,
Vlad
PS Out of respect for Ken C (and myself), I'll try not to quote any more Alison Krauss songs.
PS Out of respect for Ken C (and myself), I'll try not to quote any more Alison Krauss songs.
thank you Vlad, very kind of you, else i'll start slashing my wrists, again... 
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ken
This is such a fun thread! Many times I've found myself singing the lyric trying to remember the song. Then I just have to add it to my playlist...
How about this one:
People will tell you where they've gone
They'll tell you where to go
But till you get there yourself you never really know
Where some have found their paradise
Others just come to harm
Amelia, it was just a false alarm
This is such a fun thread! Many times I've found myself singing the lyric trying to remember the song. Then I just have to add it to my playlist...
How about this one:
People will tell you where they've gone
They'll tell you where to go
But till you get there yourself you never really know
Where some have found their paradise
Others just come to harm
Amelia, it was just a false alarm
Joni strikes again! Amelia from Hejira........
Walking down dusty roads
Looking for horny toads
With the sun on my back
Thinking about people past
Memories that never last
When you're young and naive
Time ain't nothing - Green on Red
Townes van Zandt "To live is to fly"; there are so many great lyrics in this one song, and I'm not about to type them all out, so I'll just nominate the whole song...
Cheers,
BBM
..a change of seasons of dreamtheater, complete lyrics below, especially the following lines I like:
I'm sick of all you hypocrites
holding me at bay
And I don't need your sympathy
to get me through the day
I. The Crimson Sunrise
(Instrumental)
II. Innocence
I remember a time
My frail, virgin mind
watched the crimson sunrise
Imagined what it might find
Life was filled with wonder
I felt the warm wind blow
I must explore the boundaries
Transcend the depth of winter's snow
Innocence caressing me
I never felt so young before
There was so much life in me
Still I longed to search for more
But those days are gone now
Changed like a leaf on a tree
Blown away forever
into the cool autumn breeze
The snow has now fallen
and my sun's not so bright
I struggle to hold on
with the last of my might
In my den of inequity
viciousness and subtlety
struggle to ease the pain
struggle to find the sane
Ignorance surrounding me
I've never been so filled with fear
All my life's been drained from me
The end is drawing near....
III. Carpe Diem
'Carpe diem, seize the day'
I'll always remember
The chill of November
The news of the fall
The sounds in the hall
The clock on the wall ticking away
'Seize the Day'
I heard him say
Life will not always be this way
Look around
Hear the sounds
Cherish your life while you're still around
"Gather ye rosebuds while ye may,
Old Time is still a-flying;
And this same flower that smiles today,
Tomorrow will be dying."
We can learn from the past
But those days are gone
We can hope for the future
But there may not be one
The words stuck in my mind
alive from what I've learned
I have to seize the day
To home I returned
Preparing for her flight
I held with all my might
Fearing my deepest fright
She walked into the night
She turned for one last look
She looked me in the eye
I said, 'I Love You...Good-bye'
"It's the most awful thing you'll
ever hear."
"If you're lying to me..."
"Oh, you dearly love her."
"...just have to leave... all our lives."
"Seize the day!"
"Something happened.
"Gather ye rosebuds while ye may."
"She was killed."
IV. The Darkest of Winters
(Instrumental)
V. Another World
So far or so it seems
All is lost with nothing fulfilled
Off the pages and a T.V. screen
Another world where nothing's true
Tripping through the life fantastic
Lose a step and never get up
Left alone with a cold blank stare
I feel like giving up
I was blinded by a paradise
Utopia high in the sky
A dream that only drowned me
Deep in sorrow, wondering why
Oh come let us adore him
Abuse and then ignore him
No matter what, don't let him be
Let's feed upon his misery
Then string him up for all the world to see
I'm sick of all you hypocrites
holding me at bay
And I don't need your sympathy
to get me through the day
Seasons change and so can I
Hold on boy, No time to cry
Untie these strings, I'm climbing down
I won't let them push me away
Oh come let us adore him
Abuse and then ignore him
No matter what, don't let him be
Let's feed upon his misery
Now it's time for them to deal with me
VI. The Inevitable Summer
(Instrumental)
VII. The Crimson Sunset
I'm much wiser now
A lifetime of memories
run through my head
They taught me how
for better or worse, alive or dead
I realize there's no turning back
Life goes on the offbeaten track
I sit down with my son
Set to see the Crimson Sunset
(Gather ye rosebuds while ye may)
Many years have come and gone
I've lived my life, but now must move on
(Gather ye rosebuds while ye may)
He is my only one
Now that my time has come
Now that my life is done
We look into the sun
'Seize the day and don't you cry,
Now it's time to say good-bye
Even though I'll be gone,
I will live on, live on.'