Whar is your favourite song lyric?
Posted by: erik scothron on 14 February 2006
Not necessarily your favourite song but the best lyric as poetry say, something that can be enjoyed on it's own without music.
To kick off: The year of the cat - by Al Stewart
On a morning from a Bogart movie
In a country where they turn back time
You go strolling through the crowd like Peter Lorre
Contemplating a crime
She comes out of the sun in a silk dress
running like a watercolour in the rain
Don't bother asking for explanations
She'll just tell you that she came
In the year of the cat
She doesn't give you time for questions
As she locks up your arm in hers
And you follow
'till your sense of which direction
Completely disappears
By the blue tiled walls
near the market stalls
There's a hidden door she leads you to
These days, she says,
I feel my life Just like a river running thru
The year of the cat
Well, she looks at you so cooly
And her eyes shine like the moon in the sea
She comes in incense and patchouli
So you take her, to find what's waiting inside
The year of the cat
Well, morning comes and you're still with her
And the bus and the tourists are gone
And you've thrown away the choice
and lost your ticket
So you have to stay on
But the drum-beat strains of the night remain
In the rhythm of the new-born day
You know sometime you're bound to leave her
But for now you're going to stay
In the year of the cat
To kick off: The year of the cat - by Al Stewart
On a morning from a Bogart movie
In a country where they turn back time
You go strolling through the crowd like Peter Lorre
Contemplating a crime
She comes out of the sun in a silk dress
running like a watercolour in the rain
Don't bother asking for explanations
She'll just tell you that she came
In the year of the cat
She doesn't give you time for questions
As she locks up your arm in hers
And you follow
'till your sense of which direction
Completely disappears
By the blue tiled walls
near the market stalls
There's a hidden door she leads you to
These days, she says,
I feel my life Just like a river running thru
The year of the cat
Well, she looks at you so cooly
And her eyes shine like the moon in the sea
She comes in incense and patchouli
So you take her, to find what's waiting inside
The year of the cat
Well, morning comes and you're still with her
And the bus and the tourists are gone
And you've thrown away the choice
and lost your ticket
So you have to stay on
But the drum-beat strains of the night remain
In the rhythm of the new-born day
You know sometime you're bound to leave her
But for now you're going to stay
In the year of the cat
Posted on: 14 February 2006 by the arctic monkey
Just one line does it for me, by what I reckon is the most underestimated band of the last 15 years.
"Rain falls like Elvis tears"
Who Hell Them?
"Rain falls like Elvis tears"
Who Hell Them?
Posted on: 14 February 2006 by Earwicker
Don't Eat the Yellow Snow
(Out there where the Huskies go)
(Out there where the Huskies go)
Posted on: 14 February 2006 by u5227470736789439
Dear Erik,
The Catalogue Aria sung by Leporello in Don Giovanni (Act One), is both funny in a very non-PC way and also full of truth, actually, about a sad case in reality, so the means may be non-PC, but the message ceratinly is not.
Makes me chuckle.
All the best from Fredrik
The Catalogue Aria sung by Leporello in Don Giovanni (Act One), is both funny in a very non-PC way and also full of truth, actually, about a sad case in reality, so the means may be non-PC, but the message ceratinly is not.
Makes me chuckle.
All the best from Fredrik
Posted on: 14 February 2006 by Sloop John B
Guess who just got back today?
Those wild-eyed boys that had been away
Haven’t changed, haven’t much to say
But man, I still think those cats are great
They were asking if you were around
How you was, where you could be found
I told them you were living downtown
Driving all the old men crazy
The boys are back in town
You know the chick that used to dance a lot
Every night she’d be on the floor shaking what she’d got
Man when I tell you she was cool, she was red hot
I mean she was steaming
That night over at johnny’s place
Well this chick got up and she slapped johnny’s face
Man we just fell about the place
If that chick don’t want to know, forget her
Friday night they’ll be dressed to kill
Down at dino’s bar and grill
The drink will flow and blood will spill
If the boys want to fight, you’d better let them
That jukebox in the corner blasting out my favorite song
The nights are getting warmer, it won’t be long
It won’t be long till summer comes
Now that the boys are here again
The boys are back in town
Those wild-eyed boys that had been away
Haven’t changed, haven’t much to say
But man, I still think those cats are great
They were asking if you were around
How you was, where you could be found
I told them you were living downtown
Driving all the old men crazy
The boys are back in town
You know the chick that used to dance a lot
Every night she’d be on the floor shaking what she’d got
Man when I tell you she was cool, she was red hot
I mean she was steaming
That night over at johnny’s place
Well this chick got up and she slapped johnny’s face
Man we just fell about the place
If that chick don’t want to know, forget her
Friday night they’ll be dressed to kill
Down at dino’s bar and grill
The drink will flow and blood will spill
If the boys want to fight, you’d better let them
That jukebox in the corner blasting out my favorite song
The nights are getting warmer, it won’t be long
It won’t be long till summer comes
Now that the boys are here again
The boys are back in town
Posted on: 14 February 2006 by Diode100
"Louie Louie," or perhaps Black Boys on Mopeds, or Downriver, or Wish you Were Here, or Mr Bojangles.
Posted on: 14 February 2006 by Bruce Woodhouse
Billy Bragg has written some of the funniest, and saddest lines. Much ignored talent.
'In the end it took me a dictionary
To find out the meaning of unrequited
Whilst she was giving herself for free
At a party to which I was never invited'
Comes immediately to mind.
Bruce
'In the end it took me a dictionary
To find out the meaning of unrequited
Whilst she was giving herself for free
At a party to which I was never invited'
Comes immediately to mind.
Bruce
Posted on: 14 February 2006 by Simon Matthews
We belong Together by Rickie Lee Jones is a good example of inspired 'beat' poetry which just happens to be the backbone to a fantastic song. Lyrics peppered with cinematic characters and broken hearts.
"I say this was no game of chicken
You were aiming your best friend
That you wear like a switchblade on a chain around your neck
I think you picked this up in mexico from your dad
Now it’s daddy on the booze
And brando on the ice
Now it’s dean in the doorway
With one more way he can’t play this scene twice
So you drug her down every drag of this forbidden fit of love
And you told her to stand tall whet you kissed her
But that’s not where you were thinking...
How could a natalie wood not get sucked into a scene so custom tucked?
How now look who shows up
In the same place
In this case
I think it’s better
To face it ---
We belong together
We belong together
Once johnny the king made a spit ring
And all the skid kids saw a very, very proud man
And he entwine her in his finger
And she lay there like a baby in his hand
And climb upon the rooftop docks lookin’ out on the crosstown seas
And he wraps his jacket across her shoulders
And he falls and hugs and holds her on his knees
But a sailor just takes a broad down to the dark end of the fair
To turn her into a tattoo
That will whisper
Into the back of johnny’s black hair
And now johnny the king walks these streets without her in the rain
Lookin’ for a leather jacket
And a girl who wrote her name forever
A promise that ---
We belong together
We belong together
Shall we weigh along these streets
Young lions on the lam?
Are the signs you hid deep in your heart
All left on neon for them?
Who are foolish
Who are victim
Of the sailors and the ducky boys who would
Move into your eyes and lips and
Every tear
That falls down on the neighborhood now
I said ’bird, we just gotta tell them’
And they turn and ignore us
And the only heroes we got left
Are written right before us
And the only angel who sees us now
Watches through each other’s eyes
And I can hear him
In every footstep’s passing sigh
He goes crazy these nights
Watching heartbeats go by...
And they wisper ---
We belong together
We belong together"
"I say this was no game of chicken
You were aiming your best friend
That you wear like a switchblade on a chain around your neck
I think you picked this up in mexico from your dad
Now it’s daddy on the booze
And brando on the ice
Now it’s dean in the doorway
With one more way he can’t play this scene twice
So you drug her down every drag of this forbidden fit of love
And you told her to stand tall whet you kissed her
But that’s not where you were thinking...
How could a natalie wood not get sucked into a scene so custom tucked?
How now look who shows up
In the same place
In this case
I think it’s better
To face it ---
We belong together
We belong together
Once johnny the king made a spit ring
And all the skid kids saw a very, very proud man
And he entwine her in his finger
And she lay there like a baby in his hand
And climb upon the rooftop docks lookin’ out on the crosstown seas
And he wraps his jacket across her shoulders
And he falls and hugs and holds her on his knees
But a sailor just takes a broad down to the dark end of the fair
To turn her into a tattoo
That will whisper
Into the back of johnny’s black hair
And now johnny the king walks these streets without her in the rain
Lookin’ for a leather jacket
And a girl who wrote her name forever
A promise that ---
We belong together
We belong together
Shall we weigh along these streets
Young lions on the lam?
Are the signs you hid deep in your heart
All left on neon for them?
Who are foolish
Who are victim
Of the sailors and the ducky boys who would
Move into your eyes and lips and
Every tear
That falls down on the neighborhood now
I said ’bird, we just gotta tell them’
And they turn and ignore us
And the only heroes we got left
Are written right before us
And the only angel who sees us now
Watches through each other’s eyes
And I can hear him
In every footstep’s passing sigh
He goes crazy these nights
Watching heartbeats go by...
And they wisper ---
We belong together
We belong together"
Posted on: 14 February 2006 by Simon Matthews
Sorry - can I get two bites at the cherry?
The Smiths - Funny, sad, timelss and very very English.
"Why pamper life's complexity
When the leather runs smooth
On the passenger seat ? "
"In my life
Why do I smile
At people who I'd much rather kick in the eye ?
I was happy in the haze of a drunken hour
But heaven knows I'm miserable now "
"But sometimes I'd feel more fulfilled
Making Christmas cards with the mentally ill
I want to live and I want to Love
I want to catch something that I might be ashamed of"
"Oh ... sweetness, sweetness, I was only joking
When I said by rights you should be
Bludgeoned in your bed
And now I know how Joan of Arc felt
Now I know how Joan of Arc felt
As the flames rose to her roman nose
And her Walkman started to melt
Oh ... "
"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
"Send me the pillow ...
The one that you dream on ...
Send me the pillow ...
The one that you dream on ...
And I'll send you mine "
"Spending warm Summer days indoors
Writing frightening verse
To a buck-toothed girl in Luxembourg
ASK ME, ASK ME, ASK ME
ASK ME, ASK ME, ASK ME
Because if it's not Love
Then it's the Bomb, the Bomb, the Bomb, the Bomb, the Bomb, the Bomb, the Bomb
That will bring us together "
The Smiths - Funny, sad, timelss and very very English.
"Why pamper life's complexity
When the leather runs smooth
On the passenger seat ? "
"In my life
Why do I smile
At people who I'd much rather kick in the eye ?
I was happy in the haze of a drunken hour
But heaven knows I'm miserable now "
"But sometimes I'd feel more fulfilled
Making Christmas cards with the mentally ill
I want to live and I want to Love
I want to catch something that I might be ashamed of"
"Oh ... sweetness, sweetness, I was only joking
When I said by rights you should be
Bludgeoned in your bed
And now I know how Joan of Arc felt
Now I know how Joan of Arc felt
As the flames rose to her roman nose
And her Walkman started to melt
Oh ... "
"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
"Send me the pillow ...
The one that you dream on ...
Send me the pillow ...
The one that you dream on ...
And I'll send you mine "
"Spending warm Summer days indoors
Writing frightening verse
To a buck-toothed girl in Luxembourg
ASK ME, ASK ME, ASK ME
ASK ME, ASK ME, ASK ME
Because if it's not Love
Then it's the Bomb, the Bomb, the Bomb, the Bomb, the Bomb, the Bomb, the Bomb
That will bring us together "
Posted on: 14 February 2006 by Tam
Probably something by leonard cohen (in particular 'one of us cannot be wrong' from songs from a room.
I also am very fond of Paul Simon's lyrics on Graceland.
For rather different reasons, one of the greatest lines in opera comes from Wagner's Siegfried. In act 3, the title character, having been told that he'll find a bride on top of a mountain encircled by fire, climbs said mountain to fine a warrior encased in armour asleep. Despite there being nobody else around he asumes this to be a man and removes the helmet and armour to help the chap to breath. Whereupon, is total 'shock', he cries: "Das ist Klein Mann"
I also love Auden's libretto to Britten's Paul Bunyan (but then I love pretty much anything by auden so...).
regards, Tam
I also am very fond of Paul Simon's lyrics on Graceland.
For rather different reasons, one of the greatest lines in opera comes from Wagner's Siegfried. In act 3, the title character, having been told that he'll find a bride on top of a mountain encircled by fire, climbs said mountain to fine a warrior encased in armour asleep. Despite there being nobody else around he asumes this to be a man and removes the helmet and armour to help the chap to breath. Whereupon, is total 'shock', he cries: "Das ist Klein Mann"
I also love Auden's libretto to Britten's Paul Bunyan (but then I love pretty much anything by auden so...).
regards, Tam
Posted on: 14 February 2006 by Mabelode, King of Swords
That's easy. "Peaches" by the Presidents of the USA:
Peaches come
in a can
They were put there
by a man
In a factory
downtown
The profundity!
But seriously folks, "Moon River" never fails to smash my heart into little pieces:
Moon River
Wider than a mile
I'm crossing you in style
Some day
Dream maker
You heart-breaker
Wherever you're going
I'm going your way
Two drifters
Off to see the world
There's such a lot of world
To see
We're after the same
Rainbow's end
Just around the bend
My huckleberry friend
Moon River
and me
Steve
Peaches come
in a can
They were put there
by a man
In a factory
downtown
The profundity!
But seriously folks, "Moon River" never fails to smash my heart into little pieces:
Moon River
Wider than a mile
I'm crossing you in style
Some day
Dream maker
You heart-breaker
Wherever you're going
I'm going your way
Two drifters
Off to see the world
There's such a lot of world
To see
We're after the same
Rainbow's end
Just around the bend
My huckleberry friend
Moon River
and me
Steve
Posted on: 14 February 2006 by erik scothron
quote:Originally posted by Fredrik_Fiske:
Dear Erik,
The Catalogue Aria sung by Leporello in Don Giovanni (Act One), is both funny in a very non-PC way and also full of truth, actually, about a sad case in reality, so the means may be non-PC, but the message ceratinly is not.
Makes me chuckle.
All the best from Fredrik
Dear Fredrik,
Yes I know that aria, non-pc indeed and all the better for it. Have you read any of the 'Flashman' novels? I think you would like them.
Regards,
Erik
Posted on: 14 February 2006 by erik scothron
quote:
But seriously folks, "Moon River" never fails to smash my heart into little pieces
Steve
Steve,
Especially sung by the totally delicious Audry Hepburn in Breakfast at tiffany's!
Erik
Posted on: 14 February 2006 by Basil
From Abyssinians
by
June Tabor
A Smiling Shore
So he found his way, to a smiling shore
A year or two, from a strange war
Gentle lies, to dying eyes
A thousand miles of walking
Old man talking. Last night I heard him shouting in his sleep
He doesn’t need a Sunday in November
Every night for Forty years
My Father still remembers
For this is his Kingdom, his home and his story
Were lost in a struggle for power and glorious ideas
The final solution, to no ones problem
Friends and lovers in stinking rows
Avoiding their eyes
Checking their numbers
Burning their clothes
Sole survivor
You wouldn’t even see him in a crowd
Family man, waits in a queue to draw his pension
Nursing memories of a life he can’t bring himself to mention.
by
June Tabor
A Smiling Shore
So he found his way, to a smiling shore
A year or two, from a strange war
Gentle lies, to dying eyes
A thousand miles of walking
Old man talking. Last night I heard him shouting in his sleep
He doesn’t need a Sunday in November
Every night for Forty years
My Father still remembers
For this is his Kingdom, his home and his story
Were lost in a struggle for power and glorious ideas
The final solution, to no ones problem
Friends and lovers in stinking rows
Avoiding their eyes
Checking their numbers
Burning their clothes
Sole survivor
You wouldn’t even see him in a crowd
Family man, waits in a queue to draw his pension
Nursing memories of a life he can’t bring himself to mention.
Posted on: 14 February 2006 by Guido Fawkes
There are so many to choose from and I like all the HMHB lyrics, for instance from Everything's AOR, we have
She's a big wig in the city now
But I remember her when she was reading Jackie
But I can hold a tennis racket up against my face
and look just like Kendo Nagasaki
or lines like
The X represents the sarcastic kiss planted on my forehead by the swarthy potugese center half
who i just dismissed
The Y is for Yate, the kind of town referees come from
And the Z. well the Z could be for Zidane, Zico, Zola, Zubizaretta, Zoff, even Zondervan
but is in fact for the zest with which we approach our work. without this zest for the game we wouldnt become refs and without refs, well zero
- from The Referee's Alphabet
but I guess we should have a love song so I'll offer up
Well I'm not really worried about this,
But can some one please answer me this -
Apart from on commentary, where else on earth
Can you hear the word 'aplomb' being used?
I'm filling up at Rothersthorpe North
And a girl has just broken my heart.
She took off with a youth from Rothersthorpe South
Now she's keeping two chevrons apart.
Keeping two chevrons apart,
Yes she's keeping two chevrons apart.
They say "Plenty more fish"
I say "Amoco Cadiz"
She's keeping two chevrons apart.
Sunday markets? You'll find Abergele's the best.
In her medium-sized launch tethered off Biarritz
She's keeping two chevrons apart.
Oh in her medium-sized lauch tethered off Biarritz
She's keeping two chevrons,
Keeping two chevrons,
keeping two chevrons apart.
Rotf
PS - You may like to check out these animated classics here, here and here.
She's a big wig in the city now
But I remember her when she was reading Jackie
But I can hold a tennis racket up against my face
and look just like Kendo Nagasaki
or lines like
The X represents the sarcastic kiss planted on my forehead by the swarthy potugese center half
who i just dismissed
The Y is for Yate, the kind of town referees come from
And the Z. well the Z could be for Zidane, Zico, Zola, Zubizaretta, Zoff, even Zondervan
but is in fact for the zest with which we approach our work. without this zest for the game we wouldnt become refs and without refs, well zero
- from The Referee's Alphabet
but I guess we should have a love song so I'll offer up
Well I'm not really worried about this,
But can some one please answer me this -
Apart from on commentary, where else on earth
Can you hear the word 'aplomb' being used?
I'm filling up at Rothersthorpe North
And a girl has just broken my heart.
She took off with a youth from Rothersthorpe South
Now she's keeping two chevrons apart.
Keeping two chevrons apart,
Yes she's keeping two chevrons apart.
They say "Plenty more fish"
I say "Amoco Cadiz"
She's keeping two chevrons apart.
Sunday markets? You'll find Abergele's the best.
In her medium-sized launch tethered off Biarritz
She's keeping two chevrons apart.
Oh in her medium-sized lauch tethered off Biarritz
She's keeping two chevrons,
Keeping two chevrons,
keeping two chevrons apart.
Rotf
PS - You may like to check out these animated classics here, here and here.
Posted on: 14 February 2006 by Guido Fawkes
Sometimess it is good to know you are not the only one with this obsession - click here to see what I mean.
More lyrics from Nigel ...
Oh help me Mrs Meddlicot
I don't know what to do
I've only got three bullets
And there's four of Motley Crue
More lyrics from Nigel ...
Oh help me Mrs Meddlicot
I don't know what to do
I've only got three bullets
And there's four of Motley Crue
Posted on: 14 February 2006 by Basil
Not a favourite of mine, but I thought it might be appropriate.
Chorus
Telephone line, give me some time, i'm living in twilight
Telephone line, give me some time, i'm living in twilight
O.k. so no--one's answering,
Well can't you just let it ring a little longer
I'll just sit tight, through the shadows of the night
Let it ring for evermore.
Chorus -- repeat
Chorus
Telephone line, give me some time, i'm living in twilight
Telephone line, give me some time, i'm living in twilight
O.k. so no--one's answering,
Well can't you just let it ring a little longer
I'll just sit tight, through the shadows of the night
Let it ring for evermore.
Chorus -- repeat
Posted on: 14 February 2006 by seagull
Nadir's Big Chance - Rikki Nadir (1974)
I've been hanging around, waiting for my chance
to tell you what I think about the music that's gone down
to which you madly danced - frankly, you know that it stinks.
I'm gonna scream, gonna shout, gonna play my guitar
until your body's rigid and you see stars.
Look at all the jerks in their tinsel glitter suits,
pansying around; look at all the nerks
in their leather platform boots, making with the heavy sound...
I'm gonna stamp on the stardust and scream till I'm ill -
if the guitar don't get ya, the drums will.
Now's my big break - let me up on the stage,
I'll show you what it's all about; enough of the fake,
bang your feet in a rage, tear down the walls and let us out!
We're more than mere morons, perpetually conned,
so come on everybody, smash the system with the song.
Smash the system with the song!
I've been hanging around, waiting for my chance
to tell you what I think about the music that's gone down
to which you madly danced - frankly, you know that it stinks.
I'm gonna scream, gonna shout, gonna play my guitar
until your body's rigid and you see stars.
Look at all the jerks in their tinsel glitter suits,
pansying around; look at all the nerks
in their leather platform boots, making with the heavy sound...
I'm gonna stamp on the stardust and scream till I'm ill -
if the guitar don't get ya, the drums will.
Now's my big break - let me up on the stage,
I'll show you what it's all about; enough of the fake,
bang your feet in a rage, tear down the walls and let us out!
We're more than mere morons, perpetually conned,
so come on everybody, smash the system with the song.
Smash the system with the song!
Posted on: 14 February 2006 by jwilkinsjr
The screen door slams
Mary' dress waves
Like a vision she dances across the porch
As the radio plays
Roy Orbison singing for the lonely
Hey that's me and I want you only
Don't turn me home again
I just can't face myself alone again
Don't run back inside
Darling you know just what I'm here for
So you're scared and you're thinking
That maybe we ain't that young anymore
Show a little faith there's magic in the night
You ain't a beauty but hey you're alright
Oh and that's alright with me
You can hide 'neath your covers
And study your pain
Make crosses from your lovers
Throw roses in the rain
Waste your summer praying in vain
For a saviour to rise from these streets
Well now I'm no hero
That's understood
All the redemption I can offer girl
Is beneath this dirty hood
With a chance to make it good somehow
Hey what else can we do now ?
Except roll down the window
And let the wind blow
Back your hair
Well the night's busting open
These two lanes will take us anywhere
We got one last chance to make it real
To trade in these wings on some wheels
Climb in back
Heaven's waiting on down the tracks
Oh-oh come take my hand
We're riding out tonight to case the promised land
Oh-oh Thunder Road oh Thunder Road
Lying out there like a killer in the sun
Hey I know it's late we can make it if we run
Oh Thunder Road sit tight take hold
Thunder Road
Well I got this guitar
And I learned how to make it talk
And my car's out back
If you're ready to take that long walk
From your front porch to my front seat
The door's open but the ride it ain't free
And I know you're lonely
For words that I ain't spoken
But tonight we'll be free
All the promises'll be broken
There were ghosts in the eyes
Of all the boys you sent away
They haunt this dusty beach road
In the skeleton frames of burned out Chevrolets
They scream your name at night in the street
Your graduation gown lies in rags at their feet
And in the lonely cool before dawn
You hear their engines roaring on
But when you get to the porch they're gone
On the wind so Mary climb in
It's town full of losers
And I'm pulling out of here to win
The Boss
Mary' dress waves
Like a vision she dances across the porch
As the radio plays
Roy Orbison singing for the lonely
Hey that's me and I want you only
Don't turn me home again
I just can't face myself alone again
Don't run back inside
Darling you know just what I'm here for
So you're scared and you're thinking
That maybe we ain't that young anymore
Show a little faith there's magic in the night
You ain't a beauty but hey you're alright
Oh and that's alright with me
You can hide 'neath your covers
And study your pain
Make crosses from your lovers
Throw roses in the rain
Waste your summer praying in vain
For a saviour to rise from these streets
Well now I'm no hero
That's understood
All the redemption I can offer girl
Is beneath this dirty hood
With a chance to make it good somehow
Hey what else can we do now ?
Except roll down the window
And let the wind blow
Back your hair
Well the night's busting open
These two lanes will take us anywhere
We got one last chance to make it real
To trade in these wings on some wheels
Climb in back
Heaven's waiting on down the tracks
Oh-oh come take my hand
We're riding out tonight to case the promised land
Oh-oh Thunder Road oh Thunder Road
Lying out there like a killer in the sun
Hey I know it's late we can make it if we run
Oh Thunder Road sit tight take hold
Thunder Road
Well I got this guitar
And I learned how to make it talk
And my car's out back
If you're ready to take that long walk
From your front porch to my front seat
The door's open but the ride it ain't free
And I know you're lonely
For words that I ain't spoken
But tonight we'll be free
All the promises'll be broken
There were ghosts in the eyes
Of all the boys you sent away
They haunt this dusty beach road
In the skeleton frames of burned out Chevrolets
They scream your name at night in the street
Your graduation gown lies in rags at their feet
And in the lonely cool before dawn
You hear their engines roaring on
But when you get to the porch they're gone
On the wind so Mary climb in
It's town full of losers
And I'm pulling out of here to win
The Boss
Posted on: 14 February 2006 by Guido Fawkes
quote:Originally posted by seagull:
Nadir's Big Chance - Rikki Nadir (1974)
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Great choice, Seagull.
Are you a PH fan? Amazing he was doing that 2 years before everybody else tried it (well perhaps not so amazing for PH who always was ahead of his time).
Posted on: 14 February 2006 by GML
One of my favourites from a song titled, Anything That's Part Of You.
'I kept a ribbon from your hair, a breath of perfume lingers there'.
'I kept a ribbon from your hair, a breath of perfume lingers there'.
Posted on: 15 February 2006 by analogue kid
Theres a lady whos sure all that glitters is gold.....
Posted on: 15 February 2006 by Hammerhead
"The more I see, the less I understand". Paul Weller. Says quite a lot about the human race I feel.
Posted on: 15 February 2006 by Guido Fawkes
I bought her 27 yards of dental floss and she still wouldn't give me a smile - says a lot about me I think.
Posted on: 15 February 2006 by Hammerhead
A verse from 'Nobody' (Johnny Cash) always brings a smile even though it's a 'grumpy old man' tune.
Well one time when things was
Lookin' bright
I started to whittlin' on a stick one night
Who said "Hey! That's dynamite!"?
Nobody
Well one time when things was
Lookin' bright
I started to whittlin' on a stick one night
Who said "Hey! That's dynamite!"?
Nobody
Posted on: 15 February 2006 by Steve Bull
"And the worms ate into his brain"
It was a difficult day at work today...
Steve.
It was a difficult day at work today...
Steve.