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 spend the night in a chair thinking she'll be there
But she never comes
And i wake up and wipe the sleep from my eyes
And i rise to face another day
Without her
"I hurt myself today ,to see if i still feel
I focus on the pain the only thing thats real"
Come on down
to the river of sight
And you can really understand
— Neil Young
In the cold of the night when the armies of emotion go out to fight
But when the earth sinks to it's grave you sail to the sky on the crest of a wave
So forget this cruel world where I belong
I will just sit and wait and sing my song
And if one day you see me in a crowd lend a hand and lift me to your place in the cloud
(Nick Drake'Cello Song' Five Leaves Left)
I bought a car
it was old but kind
i gave it my mind
and it disappeared.
M. Bolan - Spaceball Ricochet
I'll call you thing
Just when the moon sings
And place your face in stone
Upon the hill of stars
And gripped in the arms
Of the changeless madman
We'll dance our lives away
In the Ballrooms of Mars
M. Bolan - Ballrooms of Mars
Both from the first album I ever purchased - The Slider by T.Rex.
I also love these Bowie lyrics:
Small Jean Genie snuck off to the city
Strung out on lazers and slash back blazers
Ate all your razorswhile pulling the waiters
Talking bout monroe and walking on snow white
New Yorks a go-go and everything tastes nice
Poor little greenie, woo ho.
Also as mentioned - Wish you were here, Time and Breathe - Pink Floyd and also anything Joni Mitchell - I'm still after so many years seeing myself as the main subject in a lot of her songs. Maybe they relate in so many different ways as I get older.
Tim
I know you, I love you
I will be your friend
I will follow you anywhere
Even through solid air
John Martyn, Solid Air
Lyrics from eLyrics.net
She took a notion not to die at all
"Ida Red"
Steam rising from the sidewalks
Of new orleans after an evening rain.
John Hiatt- Walk On.
I got a ‘57 Chevy with four on the floor
Glass packs, cheeter slicks, 454
Girls on the phone, girls at my door
They just keep comin' back for more
I'm just a red-blooded, fun-lovin' all American boy
Got a pink Stratocaster and my band is hot
Wild streak a mile wild that just won't stop
Got a chain on my mirror made of beer can tops
A chip on my shoulder, better not knock it off.
....
Helter skelter in a summer swelter.
The birds flew off the fallout shelter.
Eight miles high and falling fast.
It landed foul on the grass.
The players tried for a forward pass with the jester on the
sidelines in a cast.
Now the halftime air was sweet perfume while
sergeants played a marching tune.
We all got up to dance, oh, but we never got the chance.
Cause the players tried to take the field, the marching band refused to yield.
Do you recall what was revealed the day the music died?
We started singing bye bye Miss American Pie.
Drove my Chevy to the levy, but the levy was dry.
Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye singing,
"This will be the day that I die.
This will be the day that I die."
...
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ken
Every Wednesday morning at about the hour of ten
I give the queen my autograph she gives me the yen
The man behind the counter smiles, the doorman bows again
Just another day down on the dole queue
But the government must love me cause they keep me out of work
They must be saving me for something special
Maybe it's the job of rolling splifs for Captain Kirk
Or giving Miss Lovelace a pubic hairdo.......
The introduction to Roy Harper's Masterpiece "One Of Those Days In England"
Your silent room is the collection of your ways
Every shelf is built of all those different days
And those much younger cannot understand by half
The wireless living room, the faces 'round the hearth.
The ration books of Matthews out there on the wing
The corner shop that sold us almost everything
The farthing in the change, the sirens and the planes
Puffing Billies, shunting eras down the lane, down the lane.
You know we'll soon be gone from here, year upon light year
We'll take the stories with us there, the memories are dear.
One of those days in England, mum was rustling up the grub
And dad was off out propping up the pub
One of those days in England that you just could not forget
From the mists of secret morning to the golden red sunset.
And though the time fast slips away, it's long enough to laugh and play
Around the fireside making hay, dreaming of tomorrow, oh you know there's no today.
"Nostalgia is not what it used to be"
@Wat
Thanks for the Bonzos lyrics:
From one of my favourites of theirs "Bad Blood" (I love the "bummed around" line). The best "Boy Named Sue" pastiche ever.
Four more years he roamed the land
'Til his legs was worn away.
Then he bummed around from town to town
"Has a stranger passed this way?
The man I'm lookin' for has two eyes
But he's a one-breed dirty dog.
When I find him I'm gonna shoot him!
Don't you laugh at me!
Man, I'm really pissed."
...
Can you cook, can you sew? Well, I don't want to know.
That is not what you need on the inside, to make the time go.
Counting lambs, counting sheep
We will fall into sleep
And we awake to a new day of living
And loving you so.
"Inside", Jethro Tull, on fantastic album "Benefit" -- bought this when i was at Uni a loooong time ago!
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ken
Cause over there there's broken bones
There's only music, so that there's new ringtones
And it doesn't take no Sherlock Holmes
To see it's a little different around here
Don't get me wrong though there's boys in bands
And kids who like to scrap with pool cues in their hands
And just cause he's had a couple of cans
He thinks it's alright to act like a dickhead
.............................
But over there there's friends of mine
What can I say, I've known them for a long long time
And they might overstep the line
But you just cannot get angry in the same way
No, not in the same way
So not in the same way
Oh no, oh no, no!
Generals gathered in their masses
Just like witches at black masses
Evil minds that plot destruction
Sorcerers of death's construction
In the fields the bodies burning
As the war machine keeps turning
Death and hatred to mankind
Poisoning their brainwashed minds
Oh lord yeah!
Politicians hide themselves away
They only started the war
Why should they go out to fight?
They leave that role to the poor
Time will tell on their power minds
Making war just for fun
Treating people just like pawns in chess
Wait 'til their judgement day comes
Yeah!
Now in darkness world stops turning
Ashes where the bodies burning
No more war pigs have the power
Hand of God has struck the hour
Day of judgement, God is calling
On their knees the war pig's crawling
Begging mercy for their sins
Satan laughing spreads his wings
Oh lord yeah!
Unfortunately 43 years on and still relevant
As Anthony said to Cleopatra
As he opened a crate of ale :
Oh, I say :
Some girls are bigger than others
Some girls are bigger than others
Some girl's mothers are bigger than
Other girl's mothers
Cheeky girls…………
Ooh boys cheeky girls
Ooh girls cheeky boys
Ooh boys cheeky girls
Ooh girls cheeky boys
Ooh boys cheeky girls
Ooh girls cheeky boys
Ooh boys cheeky girls
Ooh girls cheeky boys
I never ever ask where do you go
I never ever ask what do you do
I never ever ask what’s in your mind
I never ever ask if you’ll be mine
Come and smile don’t be shy
Touch my bum this is life.
Oooooh
We are the cheeky girls
We are the cheeky girls
You are the cheeky boys
You are the cheeky boys
We are the cheeky girls
We are the cheeky girls
You are the cheeky boys
You are the cheeky boys
Hhmm cheeky cheeky
(laughter)
Cheekycheekycheeky
Ooh boys cheeky girls
Ooh girls cheeky boys
Ooh boys cheeky girls
Ooh girls cheeky boys
Ooh boys cheeky girls
Ooh girls cheeky boys
Ooh boys cheeky girls
Ooh girls cheeky boys
I never ever ask where do you go
I never ever ask what do you do
I never ever ask whats in your mind
I never ever ask if you’ll be mine
Come and smile don’t be shy
Touch my bum this is life.
Unu doi trei si
(translates to one two three go)
(with other voices shouting cheeky)
We are the cheeky girls
We are the cheeky girls
You are the cheeky boys
You are the cheeky boys
We are the cheeky girls
We are the cheeky girls
You are the cheeky boys
You are the cheeky boys
Come and join the cheeky club
This is what you want
Come and sing the cheeky song
Our cheeky song woo
Come and join the cheeky club
This is what you want
Come and sing the cheeky song
Our cheeky song woo
Come and smile don’t be shy
Touch my bum this is life
Cheeky cheeky
We are the cheeky girls
We are the cheeky girls
You are the cheeky boys
You are the cheeky boys
We are the cheeky girls
We are the cheeky girls
You are the cheeky boys
You are the cheeky boys
We are the cheeky girls
We are the cheeky girls
You are the cheeky boys
You are the cheeky boys
We are the cheeky girls
We are the cheeky girls
You are the cheeky boys
You are the cheeky boys
And over there, there's broken bones
There's only music, so that there's new ringtones
Love those lyrics on urban youfs!
My name is Swagger, I'm an *******! (FZ)
"Excuse Me Mr."
Excuse me Mr.
do you have the time
or are you so important
that it stands still for you
excuse me Mr.
won't you lend me your ear
or are you not only blind
but do you not hear
excuse me Mr.
but isn't that your oil in the sea
and the pollution in the air Mr.
whose could that be
so excuse me Mr.
but I'm a mister too
and you're givin' Mr. a bad name
Mr. like you
so I'm taking the Mr.
from out in front of your name
cause it's a Mr. like you
that puts the rest of us to shame
it's a Mr. like you
that puts the rest of us to shame
and I've seen enough to know
that I've seen too much
excuse me Mr.
can't you see the children dying
you say that you can't help them
Mr. you're not even trying
excuse me Mr.
won't you take a look around
Mr. just look up
and you will see it's comin' down
excuse me Mr.
but I'm a mister too
and you're givin' Mr. a bad name
Mr. like you
so I'm taking the Mr.
from out in front of your name
cause it's a Mr. like you
that puts the rest of us to shame
it's a Mr. like you
that puts the rest of us to shame
and I've seen enough to know
that I've seen too much
so Mr. when you're rattling
on heaven's gate
let me tell you Mr.
by then it is too late
cause Mr. when you get there
they don't ask how much you saved
all they'll want to know, Mr.
Is what you gave
excuse me Mr.
but I'm a mister too
and you're givin' Mr. a bad name
Mr. like you
so I'm taking the Mr.
from out in front of your name
cause it's a Mr. like you
that puts the rest of us to shame
it's a Mr. like you
that puts the rest of us to shame
Jason.
... somebody's gonna get their head kicked in tonight ... (Fleetwood Mac)
I first felt a fist, and then a kick
I could now smell their breath
They smelt of pubs and Wormwood Scrubs
And too many right wing meetings
My life swam around me
It took a look and drowned me in it's own existence
The smell of brown leather
It blended in with the weather
It filled my eyes, ears, nose and mouth
It blocked all my senses
Couldn't see, hear, speak any longer
Give me release
witness me
I am outside
give me peace