favorite song lyrics?

[chloe]

Wish You Were Here (Waters, Gilmour)

So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell,
Blue skys from pain.
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?

And did they get you to trade
Your heros for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange
A walk on part in the war
For a lead role in a cage?

How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears.

 

[jla1178]

Baba O'Riley
The Who

Out here in the fields
I fight for my meals
I get my back into my living.
I don't need to fight
To prove I'm right
I don't need to be forgiven.
yeah,yeah,yeah,yeah,yeah

Don't cry
Don't raise your eyes
It's only teenage wasteland

Sally, take my hand
We'll travel south cross land
Put out the fire
And don't look past my shoulder.
The exodus is here
The happy ones are near
Let's get together
Before we get much older.

Teenage wasteland
It's only teenage wasteland.
Teenage wasteland
Oh, yeah
Teenage wasteland
They're all wasted!

 

[del]

The Eleven
Robert Hunter

No more time to tell how
This is the season of what
Now is the time of returning
With our thought jewels polished and gleaming

Now is the time past believing
The child has relinquished the reign
Now is the test of the boomerang
Tossed in the night of redeeming

Eight-sided whispering hallelujah hatrack
Seven-faced marble eye transitory dream doll
Six proud walkers on jingle-bell rainbow
Five men writing in fingers of gold
Four men tracking the great white sperm whale
Three girls wait in a foreign dominion
Ride in the whalebelly
Fade away in moonlight
Sink beneath the waters
To the coral sands below
Now is the time of returning

 

[strollingbones]

Uh oh ... anyone get the feeling shattered isn't tall?

knew that when you told her shoe size...how does that song go...short people got no reason to live...that got little bitty hands and litte bitty feets...we dont want no short people ....lol

 

[strollingbones]

here is one that truly shows ones age, considering i found the lyrics...in oldielyric.com

lol but i remember this song from a long long time ago:

tom waits

Well you gassed her up
Behind the wheel
With your arm around your sweet one
In your Oldsmobile
Barrelin' down the boulevard
You're looking for the heart of Saturday night

And you got paid on Friday
And your pockets are jinglin'
And you see the lights
You get all tinglin' cause you're cruisin' with a 6
And you're looking for the heart of Saturday night

Then you comb your hair
Shave your face
Tryin' to wipe out ev'ry trace
All the other days
In the week you know that this'll be the Saturday
You're reachin' your peak

Stoppin' on the red
You're goin' on the green
'Cause tonight'll be like nothin'
You've ever seen
And you're barrelin' down the boulevard
Lookin' for the heart of Saturday night

Tell me is the crack of the poolballs, neon buzzin?
Telephone's ringin'; it's your second cousin
Is it the barmaid that's smilin' from the corner of her eye?
Magic of the melancholy tear in your eye.

Makes it kind of quiver down in the core
'Cause you're dreamin' of them Saturdays that came before
And now you're stumblin'
You're stumblin' onto the heart of Saturday night

Well you gassed her up
And you're behind the wheel
With your arm around your sweet one
In your Oldsmobile
Barrellin' down the boulevard,
You're lookin' for the heart of Saturday night

Is the crack of the poolballs, neon buzzin?
Telephone's ringin'; it's your second cousin
And the barmaid is smilin' from the corner of her eye
Magic of the melancholy tear in your eye.

Makes it kind of special down in the core
And you're dreamin' of them Saturdays that came before
It's found you stumblin'
Stumblin' onto the heart of Saturday night
And you're stumblin'
Stumblin onto the heart of Saturday night

 

[Gunny]

You Don't Even Know Who I Am

Patty Loveless

She left the car in the driveway
She left the key in the door
She left the kids at her mama's
And the laundry piled up on the floor
She left her ring on the pillow
Right where it wouldn't be missed
She left a note in the kitchen
Next to the grocery list
It said, you don't even know who I am
You left me a long time ago
You don't even know who I am
So what do you care if I go

He left the ring on the pillow
He left the clothes on the floor
And he called her to say he was sorry
But he couldn't remember what for
So he said I've been doing some thinking
I've been thinking that maybe you're right
I go to work every morning
And I come home to you every night
And you don't even know who I am
You left me a long time ago
You don't even know who I am
So what do I care if you go
You don't even know who I am
So what do I care if you go

 

[chloe]

In the Sunshine"

People of the world we live in
Don't let no one take our rights
Right to live in peace and righteousness
Science is supposed to work in our favor ya'll
But when everything naturals destroyed
Put in the place of it is man made decoys
Locking us into a world that ain't no world
Our senses ain't in touch with the universe now
Instead of going so fast into a new age
We ain't even got our present age down pact.
We can't keep our own thing in tact
Yet scientists are talking about a computer thing?
It seems to me while some are Scientifically masturbating,
The rest of us are scraping to save our lives.
THE PLAN IS TO REDUCE US TO SURVIVAL
NO MORE LIVIN IN THE SUNSHINE, and I ain't with that now

In the sunshine

Now ain't nothing wrong with technology
As long as we control where it goes
But as of now it's in the hands of cash flow
and cash aint humble to Gods plans at all.
People whether white, black, red or gold
need to stand up upright and bold
need to first grasps our minds and souls
Gotta learn to walk before you run oh.
I think most people want the same things
Just to smile and live without so much strife,
to be in sync with the one God that gave us life
and to have a little time to enjoy things
I want all the people to live in the sunshine
the way it was when it was divine
the way it must be in the end cuz...
that's the way it was in the beginning.

In the sunshine


Arrested Development

 

[chloe]

"United Front"

The great depression everyone is in depression
No one knows exactly what's their role
totally confused, depressed cuz of the news
Watch TV, more bad is what U see
Everyone's lost & were looking for a savior
Everyone's blind & were looking for a leader
We've lost our faith so we need someone to guide us
Right now it's so easy to be deceived
I'm climbing my soul to reach to newer levels
Reach the mountain top so I can better see
step back and see the whole mighty picture
Gain control of my destiny
I'm climbing my soul so I can picture a solution
cuz once I picture this it can be
I cannot leave my life within this uncertainty
I call on the red, & the black and green,
& the black and the green!

United we stand United we fall
United we plan as a United front.

I walk the streets and try to pass energy
Put the gun down black man give me a pound
Save those rounds for a real confrontation
understand who U R as a man
Everyone's lost & were looking for a savior
Everyone's blind & were looking for a leader
We've lost our faith so we need someone to guide us
Right now it's so easy to be deceived
I'm climbing my soul to reach to newer levels
Reach the mountain top so I can better see
step back and see the whole mighty picture
Gain control of my destiny
I'm climbing my soul so I can picture a solution
cuz once I picture this it can be
I cannot leave my life within this uncertainty
I call on the red, & the black and green,
& the black and the green!

Arrested Development

 

[pegwinn]

Emphasis added so that the message is loud and clear.

Twisted Sister I Am (I'm Me) Lyrics
Songwriters: Snider, Dee;

I AM: I'M ME
WHO ARE YOU TO LOOK DOWN
AT WHAT I BELIEVE?
I'M ON TO YOUR THINKING
AND HOW YOU DECEIVE
WELL, YOU CAN'T ABUSE ME
I WON'T STAND NO MORE
YES, I KNOW THE REASONS
YES, I KNOW THE SCORE

I AM, AND I'LL BE
I WILL, YOU'LL SEE
I AM, AND I'LL BE
I AM: I'M ME

HOW I TRIED TO PLEASE YOU
LIVE THE WAY YOU SAID
DO THE THINGS THAT YOU DO
LIKE THE LIVING DEAD
THEN THE TRUTH IT HIT ME
GOT ME OFF MY KNEES
IT'S MY LIFE I'M LIVING
I'LL LIVE AS I PLEASE

I AM, AND I'LL BE
I WILL, YOU'LL SEE
I AM, AND I'LL BE
I AM: I'M ME

NOW'S THE TIME TO STAND TALL
START YOUR LIFE ANEW
FREEDOM LIES IN YOUR HEART
NOW'S THE TIME FOR YOU

I AM, AND I'LL BE
I WILL, YOU'LL SEE
I AM, AND I'LL BE
I AM: I'M ME
I AM, I'M ME
I AM, I'M ME
CAN'T YOU SEE?, CAN'T YOU SEE?
I'M ME, I'M ME, ME, ME, ME, ME
I AM: I'M ME
I AM: I'M ME
CAN'T YOU SEE?, CAN'T YOU SEE?
I'M ME, I'M ME, I'M ME
I AM: I'M ME
I AM: I'M ME
CAN'T YOU SEE THAT I'M ME
I'M ME, I'M ME, LOOK AT ME
I AM: I'M ME
I AM: I'M ME

 

[del]

rocket 88
james cotton

You may have heard of jalopies,
You heard the noise they make,
Let me introduce you to my Rocket '88.
Yes it's great, just won't wait,
Everybody likes my Rocket '88.
Gals will ride in style,
Movin' all along.



V-8 motor and this modern design,
My convertible top and the gals don't mind
Sportin' with me, ridin' all around town for joy.
(Spoken) -- Blow your horn, Rocket, blow your horn!


Step in my Rocket and-a don't be late,
We're pullin' out about a half-past-eight.
Goin' on the corner and-a havin' some fun,
Takin' my Rocket on a long, hot run.
Ooh, goin' out,
Oozin' and cruisin' along.


Now that you've ridden in my Rocket '88,
I'll be around every night about eight.
You know it's great, don't be late,
Everybody likes my Rocket '88.
Gals will ride in style,
Movin' all along.

 

[chloe]

Chinese Democracy

It don't really matter You're gonna find out for yourself No it don't really matter You're gonna leave this thing to Somebody else

If they were missionaries Real time visionaries Sitting in a Chinese stew
View my dis-infatu-ation I know that I'm a classic case
Watch my disenchanted face
Blame it on the Falun Gong
They see the hand and you can't hold on now
Cause it would take a lot more hate than you To stop the fascination
Even with an iron fist More than you got to rule the nation When all I got is precious time

It don't really matter

Yes I'll keep it to myself No it don't really matter It's time I look around for Somebody else

Cause it would take a lot more time than you Have Got for masturbation
Even with your iron fist More than you got to rule the nation
When all I got is precious time more than you got to fool the nation
When all I got is precious time

It don't really matter Guess you'll find out for yourself No it don't really matter so you can hear it now from somebody else

You think you got it all locked up inside
And if you beat them enough they'll die
Its like a walk in the park from a cell
And now you're keeping your own kind in hell
When your great wall rocks blame yourself
While their arms reach up for your help And you're out of time

Guns n Roses 2008

[ame=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1_E2Ch2Las4]YouTube - Chinese Democracy - Guns N' Roses - Chinese Democracy - Extremely High Quality[/ame]

 

[Ran0sh9sweet]

gd

 

[Ran0sh9sweet]

umm luara pussine it's not goodbye

 

[Ran0sh9sweet]

also..hero..enriqie

 

[Silence]

Maybe - Kelly Clarkson

"Maybe"

I'm strong
But I break
I'm stubborn
And I make plenty of mistakes
Yeah I'm hard
And life with me is never easy
To figure out, to love
I'm jaded but oh so lovely
All you have to do is hold me
And you'll know and you'll see just how sweet it can be
If you'll trust me, love me, let me
Maybe, maybe

Someday
When we're at the same place
When we're on the same road
When it's OK to hold my hand
Without feeling lost
Without all the excuses
When it's just because you love me, you let me, you need me
Then maybe, maybe
All you have to do is hold me
And you'll know and you'll see just how sweet it can be
If you'll trust me, love me, let me
Maybe, maybe

I'm confusing as hell
I'm north and south
And I'll probably never have it all figured out
But what I know is I wasn't meant to walk this world without you
And I promise I'll try
Yeah I'm gonna try to give you every little part of me
Every single detail you missed with your eyes
Then maybe
Maybe, yeah maybe

One day
We'll meet again and you'll need me, you'll see me completely
Every little bit
Oh yeah maybe you'll love me, you'll love me then

I don't want to be tough
And I don't want to be proud
I don't need to be fixed and I certainly don't need to be found
I'm not lost
I need to be loved
I just need to be loved
I just want to be loved by you and I won't stop 'cause I believe
That maybe, yeah maybe
Maybe, yeah maybe

I should know better than to touch the fire twice
But I'm thinking maybe, yeah maybe you're mine

Maybe, love maybe

 

[alegria]

"Dying To Live"
Edgar Winter, 1969

"You know, I've heard it said there's beauty in distortion
By some people who've withdrawn to find their heads.
Now they say that there is humor in misfortune;
You know, I wonder if they will laugh when I am dead?

Why am I fighting to live if I'm just living to fight?
Why am I trying to see when there ain't nothing in sight?
Why am I trying to give when no one gives me a try?
Why am I dying to live if I'm just living to die?

Hey, you know, some people say that values are subjective,
But they're just speaking words that someone else has said.
And so they live and fight and kill with no objective;
Sometimes it's hard to tell the living from the dead.

Why am I fighting to live if I'm just living to fight?
Why am I trying to see when there ain't nothing in sight?
Why am I trying to give when no one gives me a try?
Why am I dying to live if I'm just living to die?

Yeah, you know, I used to weave my words into confusion,
And so I hope you'll understand me when I am through.
You know, I used to live my life as an illusion,
But reality will make my dreams come true.

So, I'll keep fighting to live 'til there's no reason to fight,
And I'll keep trying to see until the end is in sight.
You know, I'm trying to give, so c'mon, give me a try;
You know I'm dying to live until I'm ready …
'Til I'm ready …..
'Til I'm ready …..
'Til I'm ready to die."

 

[alegria]

The Shanty Song
Jonathan Edwards

"Gonna sit down in the kitchen
And fix me something good to eat
And make my head a little high
And make this whole day complete
'Cuz we gonna lay around the shanty, mama
And put a good buzz on

Well, pass it to me baby
Pass it to me slow
We'll take time out to smile a little
Before we let it go
'Cuz we gonna lay around the shanty, mama
And put a good buzz on

Well, there ain't nothin' to do
And there's always room for more
Fill it, light it, shut up
And close the door
'Cuz we gonna lay around the shanty, mama
And put a good buzz on

We gonna sit around the kitchen
Fix us somethin' good to eat
And make ourselves a little high
And make the whole day complete
'Cuz we gonna lay around the shanty, mama
And put a good buzz on
'Cuz we gonna lay around the shanty, mama
And put a good buzz on"

 

[Sidestreamer]

A song I've been meaning to get lately... Clutch's Texan Book of the Dead


So you say you want to go to Heaven,
Well I got the plans.
It walks like the Sasquatch
And it breeds like Kubla Khan.

In original dialect,
It's really quite cryptical.
There are many copies around,
But this my man is the original.

It's given me powers,
But kept me low.
Many have scorned this,
Modern day Pharisees fat with espressos.

Be leary of Timothy,
Clear light and all that.
If you want light go stare at the sun.
Hell, that boy don't know crap.

If you want to know Paradise,
And you want to know Hell,
Want to drink that cool clear liquor,
Better dig a little deeper in the well.

If you want to know Paradise,
And you want to know Hell,
Want to drink that cool clear liquor,
Better dig a little deeper in the well.

You want a mantra?
You want to know?
You want that mantra?
Well here you go.

One for the money,
Two for the show,
And a knickknackpaddywack
Give the Lord a handclap.

Ooeeooahahtwingtwangwallawallabingbang
Ooeeooahahtwingtwangwallawallabingbang

Still want that mantra?
Still want to know?
Still want that mantra?
Well here you go.

It is written.
I have spoken.
So put this in your pipe
And smoke it.

Ooeeooahahtwingtwangwallawallabingbang
Ooeeooahahtwingtwangwallawallabingbang
Ooeeooahah, B-I-N-G-O,
Ooeeooahah, E-I-E-I-0.

 

[elvis]

Sympathy for the Devil.

by the Rolling Stones

Please allow me to introduce myself
Im a man of wealth and taste
Ive been around for a long, long year
Stole many a mans soul and faith
And I was round when jesus christ
Had his moment of doubt and pain
Made damn sure that pilate
Washed his hands and sealed his fate
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name
But whats puzzling you
Is the nature of my game
I stuck around st. petersburg
When I saw it was a time for a change
Killed the czar and his ministers
Anastasia screamed in vain
I rode a tank
Held a generals rank
When the blitzkrieg raged
And the bodies stank
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name, oh yeah
Ah, whats puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah
I watched with glee
While your kings and queens
Fought for ten decades
For the gods they made
I shouted out,
Who killed the kennedys?
When after all
It was you and me
Let me please introduce myself
Im a man of wealth and taste
And I laid traps for troubadours
Who get killed before they reached bombay
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But whats puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But whats confusing you
Is just the nature of my game
Just as every cop is a criminal
And all the sinners saints
As heads is tails
Just call me lucifer
cause Im in need of some restraint
So if you meet me
Have some courtesy
Have some sympathy, and some taste
Use all your well-learned politesse
Or Ill lay your soul to waste, um yeah
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, um yeah
But whats puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, um mean it, get down
Woo, who
Oh yeah, get on down
Oh yeah
Oh yeah!
Tell me baby, whats my name
Tell me honey, can ya guess my name
Tell me baby, whats my name
I tell you one time, youre to blame
Ooo, who
Ooo, who
Ooo, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Oh, yeah
Whats me name
Tell me, baby, whats my name
Tell me, sweetie, whats my name
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Oh, yeah

 

[thorn_of_crowns]

I can pick only a favorite for today as there are so many I absolutely cherish. I'll go with Bob Dylan's 1964 masterpiece "Only a Pawn in Their Game": in my mind the wisest composition of "the" Civil Rights Movement. The fact that a twenty-two or -three-year old wrote it is all the more impressive.
******************************
A bullet from the back of a bush took Medgar Evers' blood
A finger fired the trigger to his name
A handle hid out in the dark
A hand set the spark
Two eyes took the aim
Behind a man's brain
But he can't be blamed
He's only a pawn in their game.

A South politician preaches to the poor white man
"You got more than the blacks, don't complain
You're better than them, you been born with white skin" they explain
And the Negro's name
Is used it is plain
For the politician's gain
As he rises to fame
And the poor white remains
On the caboose of the train
But it ain't him to blame
He's only a pawn in their game.

The deputy sheriffs, the soldiers, the governors get paid
And the marshals and cops get the same
But the poor white man's used in the hands of them all like a tool
He's taught in his school
From the start by the rule
That the laws are with him
To protect his white skin
To keep up his hate
So he never thinks straight
'Bout the shape that he's in
But it ain't him to blame
He's only a pawn in their game.

From the poverty shacks, he looks from the cracks to the tracks
And the hoof beats pound in his brain
And he's taught how to walk in a pack
Shoot in the back
With his fist in a clinch
To hang and to lynch
To hide 'neath the hood
To kill with no pain
Like a dog on a chain
He ain't got no name
But it ain't him to blame
He's only a pawn in their game.

Today, Medgar Evers was buried from the bullet he caught
They lowered him down as a king
But when the shadowy sun sets on the one
That fired the gun
He'll see by his grave
On the stone that remains
Carved next to his name
His epitaph plain:
Only a pawn in their game.

Brilliant.