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#1
12-02-2005, 12:52 PM
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Song Lyrics Thread
Inspired by this thread.
Post either your favorite song lyrics or lyrics that describe how you're feeling now. A whole song or one line; it doesn't matter. I think it's more interesting not to post the artist, but do what you want. THE SONG DOESN'T HAVE TO BE GOOD, JUST THE LYRICS. One day I will work with animals All the tests I'm gonna do All my stuff's completely natural And when we're done we'll boil 'em down for glue that we can use to re-adhere your lips to mine if you were here There's a lot I will never do Some fantastic, I know it's true But none as much as my want to be with you I can't stand to wait in line long So I built a new machine It just measures up the distance and then eliminates the folks between One day I'll construct a satellite and I'll name it after you 'Cause you were the greatest friend of all except for when you split my lip in two To see the look upon your face as I launch you into space There's a lot I will never do Some fantastic, I know it's true But none as much as my want to be with you Bye-bye self-respect I haven't had much of it since you left I missed out on the best of you Some day I will find the secret to your social chemistry Then I'll print it on a t-shirt and it'll make you want to be with me If I wear it past your work you'll see other guys are jerks Much like pheromones for flies you will not avoid my eyes There's a lot I will never do Some fantastic, I know it's true But none as much as my want to be with you Bye-bye self-respect I haven't had much of it since you left I missed out on the best of you 
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#2
12-02-2005, 12:59 PM
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Re: Song Lyrics Thread
From Style Council - Paris Match
"Empty skies say try to forget Better advice is to have no regrets" and "Empty nights with nothing to do I sit and think, every thought is for you, I get so restless and bored So i go out once more, I hate to feel so confined I feel like i'm wasting my time" Man, I used to listen to this, and just have to go out and just walk and walk and walk through the wet, dark, empty streets of East London...
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#4
12-02-2005, 01:04 PM
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Re: Song Lyrics Thread
been around the world and found
that only stupid people are breeding the cretins cloning and feeding and i don't even own a tv
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#5
12-02-2005, 01:07 PM
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Re: Song Lyrics Thread
I'm in a lonely room
Hank Williams sings a lovesick blues Winter's walking up the avenue I ain't seen the sunshine since the 6th of June But I'll tell ya this, Don't call the Doctor, I'm gonna get better Don't run for the priest, I'm gonna find some faith Just because I burned my Bible, baby It don't mean I'm too sick to pray I'm in a crowded place But I can't recognize a single face They say the thrill is in the chase But I ain't got the legs, ain't got the legs to run that race But I'll tell you this Don't call the doctor, I'm gonna get better Don't run for the priest, I'm gonna find some faith Just because I burned my bible, baby It don't mean I'm too sick to pray Better tell the children They say I made my money messing up young minds I stripped the congregation and left them all crying in the rain Yeah I left them with their pain Exit your boy with his ill-gotten gains Well the blood runs deep and the blood runs cold As the knife slits so another sucker is born Thrown into this world alone The doctor came knocking, wasn't nobody home Ease the pain Don't call the doctor, I'm gonna get better Don't run for the priest, I'm gonna find some faith Just because I burned my Bible, baby It don't mean I'm too sick to pray I'm too sick to pray
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#6
12-02-2005, 01:09 PM
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Re: Song Lyrics Thread
I've always thought the greatest juxtaposition in pop song lyrics is in Simon and Garfunkel's "Mrs. Robinson".
"Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio? / A nation turns its lonely eyes to you." Those lines always seemed so full of meaning to me, conveying this idea of Joe DiMaggio as this cultural icon of yesteryear, representing strength, success, and a simpler America, and this idea of the loss of American innocence in the sixties, leaving a sobered nation with "lonely eyes" looking wistfully back, pleading for a hero or a unifying good to light them through a dark time. This line is then immediately followed by "woo woo woo."
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#7
12-02-2005, 01:13 PM
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Re: Song Lyrics Thread
I'm sick right now and my head is pounding. I may puke on my office floor. That's why this is running ceaselessly through my skull...
He's back and he's got a new trick. Magical Trevor is ten times as slick as the last time, and the last time you saw him. Now you can see why we really adore him! You might think his new trick is sick: Sawing a pigeon in half with a stick. Look at the pigeon, now it's in two. Oh my-- its rear end is having a poo. Look at the mess-- in aisle two. Aisle two, that's the place where we saw the Ragu! There's so much Ragu... He's baaack, etc...
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#8
12-02-2005, 01:17 PM
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Re: Song Lyrics Thread
Not a lot of songs more powerful than this:
Come you masters of war You that build all the guns You that build the death planes You that build all the bombs You that hide behind walls You that hide behind desks I just want you to know I can see through your masks. You that never done nothin' But build to destroy You play with my world Like it's your little toy You put a gun in my hand And you hide from my eyes And you turn and run farther When the fast bullets fly. Like Judas of old You lie and deceive A world war can be won You want me to believe But I see through your eyes And I see through your brain Like I see through the water That runs down my drain. You fasten all the triggers For the others to fire Then you set back and watch When the death count gets higher You hide in your mansion' As young people's blood Flows out of their bodies And is buried in the mud. You've thrown the worst fear That can ever be hurled Fear to bring children Into the world For threatening my baby Unborn and unnamed You ain't worth the blood That runs in your veins. How much do I know To talk out of turn You might say that I'm young You might say I'm unlearned But there's one thing I know Though I'm younger than you That even Jesus would never Forgive what you do. Let me ask you one question Is your money that good Will it buy you forgiveness Do you think that it could I think you will find When your death takes its toll All the money you made Will never buy back your soul. And I hope that you die And your death'll come soon I will follow your casket In the pale afternoon And I'll watch while you're lowered Down to your deathbed And I'll stand over your grave 'Til I'm sure that you're dead.
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#9
12-02-2005, 01:19 PM
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Re: Song Lyrics Thread
Truth is, I thought it mattered. I thought that music mattered. But does it? Bollocks! Not compared to how people matter...
We'll be singing when we're winning We'll be singing I get knocked down but I get up again You're never gonna keep me down (Repeat) Pissing the night away Pissing the night away He drinks a whiskey drink He drinks a vodka drink He drinks a lager drink He drinks a cider drink He sings the songs that remind him of the good times He sings the songs that remind him of the better times Oh, Danny Boy, Danny Boy, Danny Boy I get knocked down but I get up again You're never gonna keep me down (Repeat) Pissing the night away Pissing the night away He drinks a whiskey drink He drinks a vodka drink He drinks a lager drink He drinks a cider drink He sings the songs that remind him of the good times He sings the songs that remind him of the better times Don't cry for me, next door neighbor I get knocked down but I get up again You're never gonna keep me down (Repeat)
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