Great lyrics - "I shot a man in Reno, just to watch him die...."

[Mick Mac]

I'll start with that one. What are your great song lyrics....

[ruffers]

Can't complain, mustn't grumble,

Help yourself to another piece of apple crumble.

[firstchoicegary]

for 24 years i been living next door to alice, alice who the @/@k is alice. . .

[kpc]

Sorry to quote the whole song but....

Dear Robin

Hope you dont mind me writing, its just that theres more than one thing I

need to ask you. If youre so anti-fashion, why not wear flares, instead of

dressing down all the same. Its just that looking like that I can express

my dissatisfaction.

Dear Robin

Let me explain, though youd never see in a million years. Keep quoting

Cabaret, Berlin, Burroughs, J.G. Ballard, Duchamp, Beauvoir, Kerouac,

Kierkegaard, Michael Rennie. I dont believe you really like Frank Sinatra.

Dear Robin

Youre always so happy, how the hell do you get your inspiration? Youre

like a dumb patriot. If youre supposed to be so angry, why dont you fight

and let me benefit from your right? Dont you know the only way to change

things is to shoot men who arrange things, Dear Robin

I would explain but youd never see in a million years. Well, youve made

your rules, but we dont know that game, perhaps Id listen to your records

but your logics far too lame and Id only waste three valuable minutes of

my life with your insincerity.

You see Robin, Im just searching for the young soul rebels, and I cant

find them anywhere. Where have you hidden them?

Maybe you should welcome the new soul vision.

[giggirl]

It's four in the morning, the end of December

I'm writing you now just to see if you're better

New York is cold, but I like where I'm living

There's music on Clinton Street all through the evening.

[PeckhamRose]

"

, Hope you got the letter and

I pray you can make it better down

here....

and all the people that you made in your image, see them dying on their feet, coz they can't get enough to eat from God."

XTC.

and

all lyrics ever written by 10CC ever, except Dreadlock Holiday!

ruffers I LOVE your contribution !!

It is said degrees divide a circle's square

Pencil out each portion let a ruler keep it fair

Dedicate all history to this abstract here

Throw away the circle trade the circle for a sphere

(fIREHOSE)

As you can see, I like philosophical ones. But I also love

[david_carnell]

I don't want to see a ghost,

It's the sight that I fear most

I'd rather have a piece of toast

And watch the evening news

Profound.

[vinceayre]

" sister killed her baby cuz she cant afford to feed it and were sending people to the moon"

Seems Barrack Obama is also a Prince fan as he has cancelled to moon trip.

[Keef]

You'll find a few on this very old thread.

[Peckhamgatecrasher]

Loved I two men equally well

Though they were different as heaven and hell

One was an artist

One drove a truck

One would make love

The other would fuck

Each treated me the way he knew best

One held me lightly

One bruised my breast

And I responded on two different levels

Like children reacting to angels

And devils

One was a poet who sang and read verse

One was a peasant who drank and who cursed

Before you decide who?s cruel and who?s kind

Let me explain what I felt in my heart and my mind

The artist was tender but suffered from guilt

Making him sorry the following day

And he made me feel guilty the very same way

In his bed on the following day

The other would take me and feel no remorse

He?d wake with a smile in the bed where we lay

And he made me smile in the very same way

In his bed the following day

The blow to my soul by fear and taboos

Cut deeper far than a bodily bruise

And the one who was gentle hurt me much more

Than the one who was rough and made love on the floor

Dory Previn

[Narnia]

Well I think it's fine, building jumbo planes.

Or taking a ride on a cosmic train.

Switch on summer from a slot machine.

Yes, get what you want to if you want, 'cause you can get anything.

I know we've come a long way,

We're changing day to day,

But tell me, where do the children play?

Well you roll on roads over fresh green grass.

For your lorry loads pumping petrol gas.

And you make them long, and you make them tough.

But they just go on and on, and it seems that you can't get off.

Oh, I know we've come a long way,

We're changing day to day,

But tell me, where do the children play?

Well you've cracked the sky, scrapers fill the air.

But will you keep on building higher

'til there's no more room up there?

Will you make us laugh, will you make us cry?

Will you tell us when to live, will you tell us when to die?

I know we've come a long way,

We're changing day to day,

But tell me, where do the children play?

Cat Stevens

[kpc]

Have always loved Thunder Road.

The screen door slams

Mary's 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 savior 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

Riding out tonight to case the promised land

Oh oh Thunder Road, 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 a town full of losers

And I'm pulling out of here to win.

The Boss

[titch juicy]

Driven through by her own sword,

summer died last night, alone.

Even the ghosts huddled up for warmth.

Autumn has come to my hometown.

[PeckhamRose]

I am enjoying this thread but wish you'd all credit the lyricists!

[titch juicy]

titch juicy Wrote:

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> Driven through by her own sword,

> summer died last night, alone.

> Even the ghosts huddled up for warmth.

> Autumn has come to my hometown.

Joanna Newsom

[The Minkey]

Michael he whistles the simplest of tunes

And asks the wild woods their pardon

For his true love is flown into every flower grown

And he must be keeper of the garden

Written by Richard Thompson (I think), sung by Sandy Denny

[legalbeagle]

Money Talks. But it can't sing and dance, and it can't walk, and all the time that you are here with me, I'd much rather be forever in blue jeans.

Neil Diamond.

[ImpetuousVrouw]

He joined up to get a job

And show he wasn't scared

Swapped boy scout hat for army cap

At the age of 17 he was forced to choose

Now at the age of 21 he's in Catch 22

He joined up for just three years

It seemed a small amount

But they didn't tell him

That the first two didn't count

At the age of 17 how was he to know

That at the age of 21 he'd still have one to go?

Tin soldier

He signed away his name

Tin soldier

No chance for cash or fame

Tin soldier

Now he knows the truth

Tin soldier

He signed away his youth

He joined up cos Dad knew best

To do right by his son

Now he hates and counts the dates

That mark time on square one

At the age of 17 he did as he was told

Now at the age of 21 tin still won't turn to gold

If at the age of 17 you fall in line too soon

At the age of 21 you'll still march to their tune

Tin soldiers

You sign away your name

No chance for cash or fame

You never see the truth

You sign away your youth

You go and join the queue

Do what they want you to

They take away your name

They treat you all the same

Sign away you life

Stiff Little Fingers

[david_carnell]

I was flippant earlier. Not this time:

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.

Masters of War - Bob Dylan.

[titch juicy]

Jagged jigsaw pieces

Tossed about the room

I saw my grandma sweeping

With her old straw broom

But she didn't know what she was doing

She could hardly understand

That she was really sweeping up..

Pieces of a man

I saw my daddy greet the mailman

And I heard the mailman say

"Now don't you take this letter to heart now Jimmy

Cause they've laid off nine others today"

But he didn't know what he was saying

He could hardly understand

That he was only talking to

Pieces of a man

I saw the thunder and heard the lightning!

And felt the burden of his shame

And for some unknown reason

He never turned my way

Pieces of that letter

Were tossed about that room

And now I hear the sound of sirens

Come knifing through the gloom

But they don't know what they are doing

They could hardly understand

That they're only arresting

Pieces of a man

gil scott heron

[shoshntosh]

"he'd sit and smoke camels, and drink coffee at night"

"you can't show a titty on prime-time tv"

"come, bleed, or blister, that's the only way to be"

all by stuart lee douglas

[????]

HonnieB knows mine...

I like punk and I like sham

I got nicked over at west ham

Cockney Rejects

[jimmy two times]

Pointy Birds oh pointy pointy

Anoint my head...anointy nointy

[Keef]

I'm a fire starter, twisted fire starter.

[SeanMacGabhann]

Fake chrome and a lick of paint

and a change of name announced

by some menswear dummy turned messenger

of a master whose name he cannot pronounce