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What are your favourite SONG LYRICS?

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moose eater

More from the 'Rock n' Roll Animal'.....

More from the 'Rock n' Roll Animal'.....

A more contemplative cover version was done by the Cowboy Junkies…. Nice, but not Lou... So here's Lou..

www.youtube.com
/watch?v=foMNiug0WGc

Lou Reed

‘Sweet Jane”

Standin' on a corner
Suitcase in my hand
Jack's in his car, says to Jane, who's in her vest,
And me, I'm in a rock n' roll band.
Ridin' in a Stutz Bearcat, Jim
You know, those were different times
All the poets studied rules of verse,
And the ladies rolled their eyes

Sweet Jane, sweet Jane, sweet Jane
Now, Jack, he is a banker
And Jane, she is a clerk
And the both of them are saving up their moneys
And when they come home from work
Sittin' by the fire
The radio does play
The classical music there, Jim
The march of the wooden soldiers
All you protest kids
You can hear Jack say, get ready, ah

Sweet Jane, come on baby, sweet Jane, oh-oh-a, sweet Jane
Some people, they like to go out dancing
And other peoples, they have to work. Just watch me now
And there's even some evil mothers
Well they're gonna tell you that everything is just dirt
Y'know that, women, never really faint
And that villains always blink their eyes, woo
And that, y'know, children are the only ones who blush
And that, life is, just to die
And, everyone who ever had a heart, oh
That wouldn't turn around and break it
And anyone who ever played a part, whoa
And wouldn't turn around and hate it

Sweet Jane! Whoa-oh-oh! Sweet Jane! Sweet Jane Sweet Jane
Heavenly wine and roses
Seem to whisper to her when he smiles
Heavenly wine and roses
Seem to whisper to her, hey when she smiles

La la, la la,la la, la la, la la, la la, la la,la la
Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane
 
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Jellyfish

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Veteran
Neil Young/ Walk On (from the album On The Beach)

I hear some people been talking me down
Pick up my name and pass it around
They don't think about the happy times
They do their thing and I do mine.
...
Some get strong
Some get strange
Sooner or later it all gets real
Walk On
 

CaptainDankness

Well-known member
Pantera- Goddamn Electric

There is a part of me that's always sixteen
I've found the secret of eternal youth
Some get high on life or money
But there's an escape
Drop out the race
To walk through world by one's self
You can't be protected
Your trust is in whisky, weed and Black Sabbath
It's goddamn electric
And then you will know yourself
The change in you is goddamn electric
The weight of the world is lifted and parted
My eyes roll blind to sights that distract
Through tunnel vision and dope haired blinders
I'll cut a path and evoke my will
To walk through the world by ones self
You can't be protected
Your trust is in whisky, weed and Slayer
It's goddamn electric
And then you'll know yourself
The change in you is goddamn electric
Don't waste my time, embrace it
And then you'll know yourself
The change that is goddamn electric will focus the minds eye
One hand on the bottle
The other a shaking fist
Rejuvenated, yet isolated, no pressure
From the outside, my sight is goddamn electric
And these eyes have seen a world
An entire goddamn electric system
And then you will know yourself
The change in you is goddamn electric
 

armedoldhippy

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watching youtube today after work. Trent Reznors lyrics as sung by Johnny Cash in "Hurt" cut deep. also the Queensryke line "is someone close to you leaving the game, of life?":comfort:
 

Stoner4Life

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I dig that old rockabilly sound & slightly eclectic at that, damn! Just stumbled across: Tornado by Hillbilly Moon Explosion. of course being the hound dog that I shamelessly am, some of you guys might also appreciate the video.......

YouTube is so full of surprises :)


Tornado
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LYRICS??? I'm almost certain there were some :good:
 
M

moose eater

Here ya’ go, Stoner. A local Rock-a-Billy band from the Fairbanks, Ak area, made up, in part, by some fairly talented school teachers.

I have a slow connection, and the tune wasn’t on YouTube, but is apparently on several other sites, some of which might allow for free streaming on-line. They have several albums out. 'Things Change,' 'Lonely Old House,' etc.

Steve Brown & the Bailers.

(*This is a title cut from one of their better CDs/albums; at least as folksy as it is Rock-a-Billy).

‘Things Change’

Well, this old gravel road used to greet me with a smile
I’ve traveled it for years
Used to walk its many miles
But, oh things change, when you’re not looking

Now the dirt ‘neath my tires seems to slowly roll away
Like I’m not headed home
Just a drifter gone astray
‘Cause, oh things change, when you’re not looking

Well, you’re not looking for a ticket back here
So when you arrive, (I) hope it’s perfectly clear
That you’re not lost
You just had to take off, while I wasn’t looking

Now, I open up my door and take a look around
But These are not my things
They belong to you by now
And, oh things change, when you’re not looking

I used to know a number
I could call you up at night
If just to hear your voice
Tellin' me I’ll be all right
But, oh things change when you’re not looking


Well, I wished you’d left a note when you finally said goodbye
I don’t need a lot to read
You could keep it to one line
Saying: Oh, things change, when you’re not looking

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Edit: Another fine tune of theirs, from the same CD, is 'Left You by the Way-Side' or something like that. Nice tunes.
 
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Water-

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=MgX2X6vi6Xo

"Man of Peace" bob dylan


Look out your window, baby, there’s a scene you’d like to catch
The band is playing “Dixie,” a man got his hand outstretched
Could be the Führer
Could be the local priest
You know sometimes Satan comes as a man of peace

He got a sweet gift of gab, he got a harmonious tongue
He knows every song of love that ever has been sung
Good intentions can be evil
Both hands can be full of grease
You know that sometimes Satan comes as a man of peace

Well, first he’s in the background, then he’s in the front
Both eyes are looking like they’re on a rabbit hunt
Nobody can see through him
No, not even the Chief of Police
You know that sometimes Satan comes as a man of peace

Well, he catch you when you’re hoping for a glimpse of the sun
Catch you when your troubles feel like they weigh a ton
He could be standing next to you
The person that you’d notice least
I hear that sometimes Satan comes as a man of peace

Well, he can be fascinating, he can be dull
He can ride down Niagara Falls in the barrels of your skull
I can smell something cooking
I can tell there’s going to be a feast
You know that sometimes Satan comes as a man of peace

He’s a great humanitarian, he’s a great philanthropist
He knows just where to touch you, honey, and how you like to be kissed
He’ll put both his arms around you
You can feel the tender touch of the beast
You know that sometimes Satan comes as a man of peace

Well, the howling wolf will howl tonight, the king snake will crawl
Trees that’ve stood for a thousand years suddenly will fall
Wanna get married? Do it now
Tomorrow all activity will cease
You know that sometimes Satan comes as a man of peace

Somewhere Mama’s weeping for her blue-eyed boy
She’s holding them little white shoes and that little broken toy
And he’s following a star
The same one them three men followed from the East
I hear that sometimes Satan comes as a man of peace.
 
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Water-

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=JnpBtRlfdjc

Zimbabwe
Bob Marley and the Wailers
LYRICS
Every man gotta right to decide his own destiny
And in this judgment there is no partiality
So arm in arms, with arms
We'll fight this little struggle
'Cause that's the only way
We can overcome our little trouble
Brother you're right, you're right,
You're right, you're right, you're so right
We gon' fight (We gon' fight)
We'll have to fight (We gon' fight)
We gonna fight (We gon' fight)
Fight for our rights!
Natty dread it in-a (Zimbabwe)
Set it up in (Zimbabwe)
Mash it up-a in-a Zimbabwe (Zimbabwe)
Africans a-liberate (Zimbabwe)
No more internal power struggle
We come together to overcome the little trouble
Soon we'll find out who is the real revolutionary
'Cause I don't want my people to be contrary
And brother you're right, you're right,
You're right, you're right, you're so right
We'll have to fight (We gon' fight)
We gonna fight (We gon' fight)
We'll have to fight (We gon' fight)
Fighting for our rights
Mash it up in-a (Zimbabwe)
Natty trash it in-a (Zimbabwe)
Africans a-liberate Zimbabwe (Zimbabwe)
I'n'I a-liberate Zimbabwe
Brother you're right, you're right,
You're right, you're right, you're so right
We gon' fight (We gon' fight)
We'll have to fight (We gon' fight)
We gonna fight (We gon' fight)
Fighting for our rights
To divide and rule could only tear us apart
In everyman chest, there beats a heart
So soon we'll find out who is the real revolutionary
And I don't want my people to be tricked by mercenaries
Brother you're right, you're right,
You're right, you're right, you're so right
We'll have to fight (We gon' fight)
We gonna fight (We gon' fight)
We'll have to fight (We gon' fight)
Fighting for our rights
Natty trash it in-a Zimbabwe (Zimbabwe)
Mash it up in-a Zimbabwe (Zimbabwe)
Set it up in-a Zimbabwe (Zimbabwe)
Africans a-liberate Zimbabwe (Zimbabwe)
Africans a-liberate Zimbabwe (Zimbabwe)
Natty dub it in-a Zimbabwe (Zimbabwe)
Set it up in-a Zimbabwe (Zimbabwe)
Africans a-liberate Zimbabwe (Zimbabwe)
Every man got a right to decide his own destiny.
 

Stoner4Life

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wG0fS4DoGUc

Johnny Cash - 'Folsom Prison Blues'.

I hear the train a comin'
It's rollin' 'round the bend,
And I ain't seen the sunshine,
Since, I don't know when,
I'm stuck in Folsom Prison,
And time keeps draggin' on,
But that train keeps a-rollin',
On down to San Antone.
When I was just a baby,
My Mama told me, "Son,
Always be a good boy,
Don't ever play with guns,"
But I shot a man in Reno,
Just to watch him die,
When I hear that whistle blowin',
I hang my head and cry.
I bet there's rich folks eatin',
In a fancy dining car,
They're probably drinkin' coffee,
And smokin' big cigars,
But I know I had it comin',
I know I can't be free,
But those people keep a-movin',
And that's what tortures me.
Well, if they freed me from this prison,
If that railroad train was mine,
I bet I'd move out over a little,
Farther down the line,
Far from Folsom Prison,
That's where I want to stay,
And I'd let that lonesome whistle,
Blow my Blues away.


Johnny Cash is/was surely the finest of american style country songs, blues & ballads, my favorite country artist although I never collected his music on vinyl or cd until this 3CD set became available.

'Love God Murder'
1 CD each of Johnny's own favorites, NOT a conglomeration of what someone else would likely format based on profits.

Having a look @ the tracks of each CD online & maybe sampling might tell you it's worth having in your library. Johnny laid out the sequencing of all the tracks, and I can assure you they play so well as laid down.

I've owned the set for 10+ yrs by now, never tire of them.......

 
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Johnny Cash is/was surely the finest of american style country songs, blues & ballads, my favorite country artist although I never collected his music on vinyl or cd until this 3CD set became available.

'Love God Murder'
1 CD each of Johnny's own favorites, NOT a conglomeration of what someone else would likely format based on profits.

Having a look @ the tracks of each CD online & maybe sampling might tell you it's worth having in your library. Johnny laid out the sequencing of all the tracks, and I can assure you they play so well as laid down.

I've owned the set for 10+ yrs by now, never tire of them.......


Bob Dylan

"I was asked to give a statement on Johnny's passing and thought about writing a piece instead called "Cash Is King," because that is the way I really feel. In plain terms, Johnny was and is the North Star; you could guide your ship by him — the greatest of the greats then and now. I first met him in '62 or '63 and saw him a lot in those years. Not so much recently, but in some kind of way he was with me more than people I see every day.

There wasn't much music media in the early Sixties, and Sing Out! was the magazine covering all things folk in character. The editors had published a letter chastising me for the direction my music was going. Johnny wrote the magazine back an open letter telling the editors to shut up and let me sing, that I knew what I was doing. This was before I had ever met him, and the letter meant the world to me. I've kept the magazine to this day.

Of course, I knew of him before he ever heard of me. In '55 or '56, "I Walk the Line" played all summer on the radio, and it was different than anything else you had ever heard. The record sounded like a voice from the middle of the earth. It was so powerful and moving. It was profound, and so was the tone of it, every line; deep and rich, awesome and mysterious all at once. "I Walk the Line" had a monumental presence and a certain type of majesty that was humbling. Even a simple line like "I find it very, very easy to be true" can take your measure. We can remember that and see how far we fall short of it.

Johnny wrote thousands of lines like that. Truly he is what the land and country is all about, the heart and soul of it personified and what it means to be here; and he said it all in plain English. I think we can have recollections of him, but we can't define him any more than we can define a fountain of truth, light and beauty. If we want to know what it means to be mortal, we need look no further than the Man in Black. Blessed with a profound imagination, he used the gift to express all the various lost causes of the human soul. This is a miraculous and humbling thing. Listen to him, and he always brings you to your senses. He rises high above all, and he'll never die or be forgotten, even by persons not born yet — especially those persons — and that is forever."
 
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I keep a close watch on this heart of mine
I keep my eyes wide open all the time
I keep the ends out for the tie that binds
Because you're mine, I walk the line
I find it very, very easy to be true
I find myself alone when each day's through
Yes, I'll admit that I'm a fool for you
Because you're mine, I walk the line
As sure as night is dark and day is light
I keep you on my mind both day and night
And happiness I've known proves that it's right
Because you're mine, I walk the line
You've got a way to keep me on your side
You give me cause for love that I can't hide
For you I know I'd even try to turn the tide
Because you're mine, I walk the line
I keep a close watch on this heart of mine
I keep my eyes wide open all the time
I keep the ends out for the tie that binds
Because you're mine, I walk the line

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=Lq0fUa0vW_E
 

OranguTrump

Crotchety Old Crotch
"Bobcaygeon" - The Tragically Hip

"Bobcaygeon" - The Tragically Hip

I left your house this morning
'Bout a quarter after nine
Coulda been the Willie Nelson
Coulda been the wine
When I left your house this morning,
It was a little after nine
It was in Bobcaygeon, I saw the constellations
Reveal themselves, one star at time
Drove back to town this morning
With working on my mind
I thought of maybe quittin'
Thought of leavin' it behind
Went back to bed this morning
And as I'm pullin' down the blind
Yeah, the sky was dull and hypothetical
And fallin' one cloud at a time
That night in Toronto
With its checkerboard floors
Riding on horseback
And keeping order restored
'Til The Men They Couldn't Hang
Stepped to the mic and sang
And their voices rang with that Aryan twang
I got to your house this morning
Just a little after nine
In the middle of that riot
Couldn't get you off my mind
So, I'm at your house this morning
Just a little after nine
'Cause, it was in Bobcaygeon
Where I saw the constellations reveal themselves
One star at time
 
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Live is Life
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:tiphat:hadn't got round to finishing that off yet . You DO NOT say to "also" paste the Entire Lyrics.

P.s They are my " favorite lyrics "
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LIVE "- is life. ... Live is life ; The nxt bit goes LA LAAA LAAAA LAA LAA
(((-: "At the time amongst other i t'ought why not add on those two words " but ya were at me before before i got round to editin'
 
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Gypsy Nirvana

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The title of this thread is: What are your favourite SONG LYRICS?

So if you post on this thread, you need to post the LYRICS/WORDS of the song which you are indicating, not just a youtube link to the music.

An example of NOT how to post in this thread is just above this post.
 
Show of Life by Phish

It's no easy road, there's struggle and strife
We find ourselves in the show of life
What's on your schedule, what's on the plan?
Do you ever ignore what you don't understand?
Don't ask me 'cause I don't know
I just fasten my seat-belt wherever I go
It's been perfectly planned, it's completely insane
It's a revolving cast but it's the same old game
Waves of people come and they go
Shine for a while in this marvelous show
It's a limited time that we exist
We slowly make our way into the mist
My thoughts are racin'
I see faces of the friends that I recall
I'd like to take this time
To thank you all

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F0qcBnUoGyU
 
M

moose eater

More Robert Zimmerman

More Robert Zimmerman

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3IOvUZ8wVEQ

Bob Dylan

‘Idiot Wind’

(*The very best recording, imo, was with Mick Ronson on guitar <Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders fame> on the live Lp, ‘Hard Rain).
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Someone's got it in for me, they're planting stories in the press
Whoever it is I wish they'd cut it out quick but when they will I can only guess
They say I shot a man named Gray and took his wife to Italy
She inherited a million bucks and when she died it came to me
I can't help it if I'm lucky.

People see me all the time and they just can't remember how to act
Their minds are filled with big ideas, images and distorted facts
Even you yesterday you had to ask me where it was at
I couldn't believe after all these years you didn't know me better than that
Sweet lady.

Idiot wind blowing every time you move your mouth
Blowing down the backroads heading south
Idiot wind blowing every time you move your teeth
You're an idiot babe
It's a wonder that you still know how to breathe

I ran into the fortune-teller who said beware of lightning that might strike
I haven't known peace and quiet for so long I can't remember what it's like
There's a lone soldier on the cross smoke pouring out of a boxcar door
You didn't know it you didn't think it could be done in the final end he won the wars
After losing every battle.

I woke up on the roadside daydreaming about the way things sometimes are
Visions of your chestnut mare shoot through my head and are making me see stars
You hurt the ones that I love best and cover up the truth with lies
One day you'll be in the ditch, flies buzzing around your eyes
Blood on your saddle.

Idiot wind blowing through the flowers on your tomb
Blowing through the curtains in your room
Idiot wind blowing every time you move your teeth
You're an idiot babe
It's a wonder that you still know how to breathe.

It was gravity which pulled us down and destiny which broke us apart
You tamed the lion in my cage but it just wasn't enough to change my heart
Now everything's a little upside down, as a matter of fact the wheels have stopped
What's good is bad what's bad is good you'll find out when you reach the top
You're on the bottom.
I noticed at the ceremony, your corrupt ways had finally made you blind
I can't remember your face anymore, your mouth has changed your eyes don't look
into mine
The priest wore black on the seventh day and sat stone faced while the
building burned
I waited for you on the running boards, near the cypress trees while the
springtime turned
Slowly into autumn.

Idiot wind blowing like a circle around my skull
From the Grand Coulee Dam to Capitol
Idiot wind blowing every time you move your teeth
You're an idiot babe.
It's a wonder that you still know how to breathe.

I can't feel you anymore, I can't even touch the books you've read
Every time I crawl past your door, I been wishing I was somebody else instead
Down the highway down the tracks down the road to ecstasy
I followed you beneath the stars hounded by your memory
And all your raging glory.

I been double-crossed now for the very last time and now I'm finally free
I kissed goodbye the howling beast on the borderline which separated you from me
You'll never know the hurt I suffered nor the pain I rise above
And I'll never know the same about you, your holiness or your kind of love
And it makes me feel so sorry.

Idiot wind blowing through the buttons of our coats
Blowing through the letters that we wrote
Idiot wind blowing through the dust upon our shelves
We're idiots babe
It's a wonder we can even feed ourselves.




 
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