Best Lines from Songs ... Which do you like.... ?

You say you haven't been the same since you had your little crash
But you might feel better if I gave you some cash
The more I think about it, Old Billy was right
Let's kill all the lawyers, kill 'em tonight
You don't want to work, you want to live like a king
But the big, bad world doesn't owe you a thing
 
Sell the kids for food
Weather changes moods
Spring is here again
Reproductive glands
He's the one
Who likes all the pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he knows not what it mean
Knows not what it mean
And I say
He's the one
Who likes all the pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he knows not what it mean
Knows not what it mean
And I say yeah
We can have some more
Nature is a whore
Bruises on the fruit
Tender age in bloom

 
A good night, the best in a long time
A new friend turned me on to an old favorite
Nothing better than a dealer who's high
Be high, convince them to buy
What's my drug of choice?
Well, what have you got?
I don't go broke
And I do it a lot
Seems so sick to the hypocrite norm
Running their boring drills
But we are an elite race of our own
The stoners, junkies, and freaks
Are you happy? I am, man.
Content and fully aware
Money, status, nothing to me
'Cause your life is empty and bare

 
My favorite AIC tune . . .

We chase misprinted lies, we face the path of time
And yet I fight and yet I fight this battle all alone
No one to cry to, no place to call home
My gift of self is raped, my privacy is raked
And yet I find, yet I find repeating in my head
"If I can't be my own, I'd feel better dead"

 
"The bigger the city, the brighter the lights...the bigger the dog, the harder the bite".
 
Most times you can't hear them talk, other times ya can.
It's that same old cliche,
Is that a woman or a man.

You always see my number,
But ya don't dare make a stand

"You always seem outnumbered, you don't dare make a stand".
 
I make a rich woman beg
I'll make a good woman steal
I'll make an old woman blush
And make a young girl squeal
I wanna be yours pretty baby
Yours and yours alone
I'm here to tell ya honey
That I'm bad to the bone

(Name that tune!)


Prime Mover "The Weapon" (Grinder Mix)

mostly an instrumental trance piece with some female vocals thrown in.

"Love is the only weapon. The only weapon is love."

then it goes into the telltale instrumental bit I'd be surprised if people don't recognize. Got a lot of radioplay back in the day.
 
Chris Cornell, super hottie. :D

I caught the moon today
Pick it up
And throw it away all right
I got the perfect steal
A cleaner love
With a dirty feel all right
Fall out and take the bait
Eat the fruit
And kiss the snake goodnight
Common ruse dirty face
Pretty noose is pretty hate
And I don't like
What you got me hanging from
Let your motor race
Pick it up
And get this mother gone
Out from and far away
The wooden stake
This thing has got me on
Diamond rope silver chain
Pretty noose is pretty pain
And I don't like
What you got me hanging from

 
You wired me awake
And hit me with a hand of broken nails
You tied my lead and pulled my chain
To watch my blood begin to boil
But I'm gonna break
I'm gonna break my
I'm gonna break my rusty cage
Yeah, I'm gonna break
I'm gonna break my
I'm gonna break my rusty cage
And run
Too cold to start a fire
I'm burning diesel burning dinosaur bones
I'll take the river down to still water
And ride a pack of dogs

 
And you stare at me
In your Jesus Christ pose
Arms held out
Like you've been carrying a load
And you swear to me
You don't want to be my slave
But you're staring at me
Like I need to be saved
In your Jesus Christ pose
Arms held out
In your Jesus Christ pose
Thorns and shroud
Like it's the coming of the Lord
And I swear to you
That I would never feed you pain
But your staring at me
Like I'm driving the nails
In your Jesus Christ pose

 
On a cob web afternoon,
In a room full of emptiness
By a freeway I confess
I was lost in the pages of a book full of death;
Reading how we'll die alone.
And if we're good we'll lay to rest,
Anywhere we want to go.

In your house I long to be;
Room by room patiently,
I'll wait for you there like a stone.
I'll wait for you there alone.

And on my deathbed I will pray to the gods and the angels,
Like a pagan to anyone who will take me to heaven;
To a place I recall, I was there so long ago.
The sky was bruised, the wine was bled, and there you led me on.

 
Most times you can't hear them talk, other times ya can.
It's that same old cliche,
Is that a woman or a man.

You always see my number,
But ya don't dare make a stand

"You always seem outnumbered, you don't dare make a stand".
Really?
Thanks
I always thought he was talking about the joint (number) tucked behind his ear and everyone was too scared to say anything.
:dunno:
File it under Chronic Lyrictosis
:S
 
Most times you can't hear them talk, other times ya can.
It's that same old cliche,
Is that a woman or a man.

You always see my number,
But ya don't dare make a stand

"You always seem outnumbered, you don't dare make a stand".
Really?
Thanks
I always thought he was talking about the joint (number) tucked behind his ear and everyone was too scared to say anything.
:dunno:
File it under Chronic Lyrictosis
:S

That's a good idea for a thread, TBH. Songs that you always messed up the words to. :D Blinded By the Light, I can't be the only one who used to think it said "wrapped up like a douche." Can I?
 
Most times you can't hear them talk, other times ya can.
It's that same old cliche,
Is that a woman or a man.

You always see my number,
But ya don't dare make a stand

"You always seem outnumbered, you don't dare make a stand".
Really?
Thanks
I always thought he was talking about the joint (number) tucked behind his ear and everyone was too scared to say anything.
:dunno:
File it under Chronic Lyrictosis
:S

That's a good idea for a thread, TBH. Songs that you always messed up the words to. :D Blinded By the Light, I can't be the only one who used to think it said "wrapped up like a douche." Can I?
And a rubber in the night
:thup:


I'll never leave your pizza burning
 
Good morning starshine

The earth says hello

You twinkle above us

We twinkle below

Good morning starshine

You lead us along

My love and me as we sing

Our early morning singing song
 
But Come on, come on down Sweet Virginia,
Come on, honey child, I beg of you.
Come on, come on down, you got it in you.
(honey child)
Got to scrape that shit right off you shoes.
 
Most times you can't hear them talk, other times ya can.
It's that same old cliche,
Is that a woman or a man.

You always see my number,
But ya don't dare make a stand

"You always seem outnumbered, you don't dare make a stand".
Really?
Thanks
I always thought he was talking about the joint (number) tucked behind his ear and everyone was too scared to say anything.
:dunno:
File it under Chronic Lyrictosis
:S

That's a good idea for a thread, TBH. Songs that you always messed up the words to. :D Blinded By the Light, I can't be the only one who used to think it said "wrapped up like a douche." Can I?

I thought it was "wrecked up like a douche"....!
 

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