Author Topic: Favourite Song Lyrics  (Read 8513 times)

clarion

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Re: Favourite Song Lyrics
« Reply #50 on: October 16, 2008, 09:44:31 pm »
Advice on parenting from the guy who called his kids Dweezil & Moon Unit? ;D
Getting there...

nicknack

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Re: Favourite Song Lyrics
« Reply #51 on: October 16, 2008, 09:45:34 pm »
Surprised that no one's come up with this yet, by Mr Costello

Shipbuilding

Is it worth it
A new winter coat and shoes for the wife
And a bicycle on the boy's birthday
Its just a rumour that was spread around town
By the women and children
Soon we'll be shipbuilding
Well I ask you
The boy said dad theyre going to take me to task
But I'll be back by christmas
Its just a rumour that was spread around town
Somebody said that someone got filled in
For saying that people get killed in
The result of this shipbuilding
With all the will in the world
Diving for dear life
When we could be diving for pearls
Its just a rumour that was spread around town
A telegram or a picture postcard
Within weeks theyll be re-opening the shipyards
And notifying the next of kin
Once again
It's all we're skilled in
We will be shipbuilding
With all the will in the world
Diving for dear life
When we could be diving for pearls
There's no vibrations, but wait.

clarion

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Re: Favourite Song Lyrics
« Reply #52 on: October 16, 2008, 09:51:24 pm »
 :'(
Getting there...

border-rider

Re: Favourite Song Lyrics
« Reply #53 on: October 16, 2008, 10:08:05 pm »
and..spot the connection to Shipbuilding:

Stalin wasn't stallin'
When he told the beast of Berlin
That they'd never rest contented
Till they had driven him from the land
So he called the yanks and english
And proceeded to extinguish
The fuhrer and his vermin
This is how it all began

Now the devil, he was reading
In the good book one day
How that lord created Adam
To walk the righteous way
And it made the devil jealous
He turned green unto his toes
And he swore by things unholy
That he'd make one of his own

So he packed two suitcases
Full of greed and misery
And he caught the midnight special
Going down to Germany
Then he mixed his lies and hatred
With fire and brimstone
Then the devil sat upon it
That's how Adolf was born

Now Adolf got the notion
That he was the master race
And he swore he'd bring new order
And put mankind in its place
So he set his scheme in motion
And was winning everywhere
Until he upped and got the notion
For to kick that Russian bear

Stalin wasn't stallin'
When he told the beast of berlin
That he'd never rest contented
Till they had driven him from the land
So he called the yanks and english
And proceeded to extinguish
The fuhrer and his vermin
This is how it all began

Yes he kicked that noble russian
But it wasn't very long
Before adolf got suspicious
That he had done something wrong
Cause that bear grabbed the fuhrer
And gave him an awful fight
Seventeen months he grabbed the fuhrer
Tooth and claw, day and night

Then that bear smacked the fuhrer
With a mighty armored paw
And adolf broke all records
Running backwards to Krakow
Then Goebbels sent a message
To the people everywhere
That if they couldn't hit the fuhrer
Godamn hit that Russian bear

Stalin wasn't stallin'
When he told the beast of Berlin
That they'd never rest contented
Till they had driven him from the land
So he called the yanks and english
And proceeded to extinguish
The fuhrer and his vermin
This is how it all began

Then this bear called on his buddy
The noble fighting yank
And they sent the fuhrer running
With their ships and planes and tanks
Now the fuhrer's having nightmares
Cause the fuhrer knows damn well
That the devil's done wrote welcome
On his residence in hell

modern American spiritual from 1943

nicknack

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Re: Favourite Song Lyrics
« Reply #54 on: October 16, 2008, 10:12:01 pm »
Good old Robert!
There's no vibrations, but wait.

LindaG

Re: Favourite Song Lyrics
« Reply #55 on: July 13, 2011, 09:44:19 pm »
My mum and I we live alone
A great apartment is our home

 &c

Jacques Brel/Marc Almond

Reg those words are wonderful.

What is the song?

Karla

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Re: Favourite Song Lyrics
« Reply #56 on: July 13, 2011, 09:49:41 pm »
"Ever tell your kids you're glad that they can think?
Ever said you love 'em? Ever let 'em watch you drink?
Ever wonder why your daughter looks so sad?
It's such a drag to have to love a plastic mum and dad."

And so on...

Text for bringing up your children, courtesy of Frank Z.



That's a great song.  Are those the best lyrics on the album though, or is Zappa at his best when adding a larger dose of his trademark puerile humour?

What's the ugliest part of your body?
What's the ugliest part of your body?
Some say your nose
Some say your toes
But I think it's your mind.

clarion

  • Tyke
Re: Favourite Song Lyrics
« Reply #57 on: July 13, 2011, 10:13:14 pm »
My mum and I we live alone
A great apartment is our home

 &c

Jacques Brel/Marc Almond

Reg those words are wonderful.

What is the song?

What Makes A Man A Man, or I think Comme Ils Disent in French
Getting there...

LindaG

Re: Favourite Song Lyrics
« Reply #58 on: July 13, 2011, 10:14:33 pm »
Cheers clarion.

Re: Favourite Song Lyrics
« Reply #59 on: July 14, 2011, 08:51:02 am »
and his sisters weird - she drives a lorry

Jethro Tull - Mother Goose

Always makes me smile for some reason.
I think you'll find it's a bit more complicated than that.

Re: Favourite Song Lyrics
« Reply #60 on: July 14, 2011, 09:02:33 am »
The best song they: Carter USM ever did and a song that makes me cry everytime I hear it live:

"Girls can keep a secret
Can't they
And they didn't know
For almost thirty weeks
Before she started to show
She'd always seem to grow so fast
And all they ever had to do
Was ask

Boys can be such stupid bastards
For a superior race
Mistaking all her tears for laughter,
I rest my case
Maybe they were going steady
But the baby,
She just wasn't ready
For this world

This world can be cruel sometimes
For the easily led
Don't let yourself
Be fooled by sunshine
And what the Bible says
I'm not saying the Bible lies
It's just that some things don't apply
To this world
And all this comes to pass
When a child is born at last
Into the world at The Hotel Fleapit
How could this girl keep her secret

The prosecution and defence
Stepped down
And approached the bench
As she lay the body on the table
She wasn't ready fit or able
For this world

And all this comes to pass
When a child is born at last
In this world"


Carter USM, so underated IMHO.
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tiermat

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Re: Favourite Song Lyrics
« Reply #61 on: July 14, 2011, 09:06:20 am »
Strangely I REALLY like "Betterman" by Pearl Jam, reminds of bad times (just reverse the genders)....

Waitin', watchin' the clock, it's four o'clock, it's got to stop
Tell him, take no more, she practices her speech
As he opens the door, she rolls over...
Pretends to sleep as he looks her over
She lies and says she's in love with him, can't find a better man...
She dreams in color, she dreams in red, can't find a better man...
Can't find a better man (2x)
Ohh...

Talkin' to herself, there's no one else who needs to know...
She tells herself, oh...
Memories back when she was bold and strong
And waiting for the world to come along...
Swears she knew it, now she swears he's gone
She lies and says she's in love with him, can't find a better man...
She dreams in color, she dreams in red, can't find a better man...
She lies and says she still loves him, can't find a better man...
She dreams in color, she dreams in red, can't find a better man...
Can't find a better man (2x)
Yeah...

She loved him, yeah...she don't want to leave this way
She needs him, yeah...that's why she'll be back again
Can't find a better man (3x)
Can't find a better...man...
I feel like Captain Kirk, on a brand new planet every day, a little like King Kong on top of the Empire State

LindaG

Re: Favourite Song Lyrics
« Reply #62 on: July 14, 2011, 09:24:41 am »
Probably the 21st Century lyric that has had the biggest impact is this.

Do You Realize - that you have the most beautiful face
Do You Realize - we're floating in space -
Do You Realize - that happiness makes you cry
Do You Realize - that everyone you know someday will die

And instead of saying all of your goodbyes - let them know
You realize that life goes fast
It's hard to make the good things last
You realize the sun doesn't go down
It's just an illusion caused by the world spinning round

Do You Realize - Oh - Oh - Oh
Do You Realize - that everyone you know
Someday will die -

And instead of saying all of your goodbyes - let them know
You realize that life goes fast
It's hard to make the good things last
You realize the sun doesn't go down
It's just an illusion caused by the world spinning round

Do You Realize - that you have the most beautiful face
Do You Realize


I read an essay on what it meant to one person.

McSweeney's Internet Tendency: "Do You Realize??" by the Flaming Lips


Damon.




That's a great song.  Curse you ancien.  You made me ring my (estranged) mother. 

Biggsy

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Re: Favourite Song Lyrics
« Reply #63 on: July 14, 2011, 09:32:46 am »
"Do You Realize" is one of my favourites as well.  And well done, Linda!


The Cocteau Twins are famous for their indecipherable and secret lyrics, but they're wonderful when you find out what they are, or might be.

Iceblink Luck

I'm seeming to be glad a lot
I'm happy again
Caught, caught in time
Expose the doubter, arm yourself with me
And defend your prize

You're the match of Jericho
That will burn this old madhouse down
And'll not throw open like a wall-not-safe
More like a love that's a bottle of exquisite stuff has

You, yourself and your father
Don't know so, but in your own ways
You're really both bonesetters
Thank you for mending me, babies

You're the match of Jericho
That will burn this old madhouse down
And'll not throw open like the wall-not-safe
You would seem more like being from
That same bottle of exquisite stuff is
You are the match of Jericho that will burn
This old madhouse down
And not throw open like the wall-not-safe

You yourself and your father
Don't know so, but in your own ways
You're really both bonesetters
Thank you for mending me, babies
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Re: Favourite Song Lyrics
« Reply #64 on: July 20, 2011, 11:34:20 am »
Strange Fruit

Southern trees bear strange fruit
Blood on the leaves and blood at the root
Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze
Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees

Pastoral scene of the gallant south
The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth
Scent of magnolias, sweet and fresh
Then the sudden smell of burning flesh

Here is fruit for the crows to pluck
For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck
For the sun to rot, for the trees to drop
Here is a strange and bitter cry
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clarion

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Re: Favourite Song Lyrics
« Reply #65 on: July 20, 2011, 12:05:37 pm »
Just chilling.

btw, you have a rogue 'u' in the fourth line.  US poplars have much wider, stronger, branches than our UK ones.
Getting there...

Mr Larrington

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Re: Favourite Song Lyrics
« Reply #66 on: July 20, 2011, 12:08:37 pm »
I, met a boy, wearing Vans, 501s, and a
Dope Beastie-tee, nipple rings,
New tattoos that claim that he
Was OGT,
back in '92,
from the first EP.

And in between
Sips of Coke
He told me that
He thought
We were sellin' out,
Layin' down,
Suckin' up
To the man.

Well now I've got some
Advice for you, little buddy.
Before you point your finger
You should know that
I'm the man,

And if I'm the man,
Then you're the man, and
He's the man as well so you can
Point that fuckin' finger up your ass.

All you know about me is what I've sold you,
Dumb fuck.
I sold out long before you ever even heard my name.

I sold my soul to make a record,
Dip shit,
And then you bought one.

I've got some
Advice for you, little buddy.
Before you point your finger
You should know that
I'm the man,

If I'm the fuckin' man
Then you're the fuckin' man as well
So you can
Point that fuckin' finger up your ass.

All you know about me is what I've sold you,
Dumb fuck.
I sold out long before you ever heard my name.

I sold my soul to make a record,
Dip shit,
And you bought one.

All you read and
Wear or see and
Hear on TV
Is a product
Begging for your
Fairly dirty
Dollar

Shut up and

Buy, buy, buy, my new record
Buy, buy, buy, send more money
Fuck you, buddy.
Fuck you, buddy.
Fuck you, buddy.
Fuck you, buddy.

"Hooker With A Penis" - Tool
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Biggsy

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Re: Favourite Song Lyrics
« Reply #67 on: July 20, 2011, 12:22:21 pm »
Just chilling.

btw, you have a rogue 'u' in the fourth line.  US poplars have much wider, stronger, branches than our UK ones.

Ta, corrected.

I'd need as much opiates as Billy Holiday consumed herself to listen to a whole album of her's, but listening to this one song occasionally is fantastic (in a dark way).
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Re: Favourite Song Lyrics
« Reply #68 on: July 20, 2011, 12:31:12 pm »
Thanks for resurrecting this...

I'd be hard pushed to pick a favourite, but this comes close:
I don't believe in an interventionist God
But I know, darling, that you do
But if I did I would kneel down and ask Him
Not to intervene when it came to you
Not to touch a hair on your head
To leave you as you are
And if He felt He had to direct you
Then direct you into my arms
(Nick Cave)

and this came into my head as I walked home from the hospital after Miss Dan the Elder was born, so has become quite special to me:
Then he turned smiling
And said
I realise a miracle is due
I dedicate this melody to you
But is this the stuff dreams are made of?
If this is the stuff dreams are made of
No wonder I feel like I'm floating on air
Everywhere
It feels like I'm everywhere
(The Chameleons)

and posts up-thread make me think of a couple of wise lines:
Pain looks great on other people, that's what they're for
and
Be sure to leave your underpants with someone you can trust

CAMRAMan

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Re: Favourite Song Lyrics
« Reply #69 on: July 20, 2011, 01:58:42 pm »
So you found a girl who thinks really deep thoughts
What's so amazing 'bout really deep thoughts
Boy, you'd best pray that I bleed real soon
How's that thought for you?

-------------------------------------

I try to put everything into perspective
Set it against the scale of human suffering
And I thought of the Mugabe government
And the children of the Calcutta railways
This works for a while
But then I encounter Primark FM
Overhead a rainbow appears
In black and white

------------------------------

There's a man with a mullet going mad with a mallet in Milletts!

Haggerty F, Haggerty R, Tomkins, Noble, Carrick, Robson, Crapper, Dewhurst, Macintyre, Treadmore, Davitt.

Mr Larrington

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Re: Favourite Song Lyrics
« Reply #70 on: July 20, 2011, 03:42:10 pm »
There once was a man with purple and orange stripes
And the papers said he might promote purple and orange stripes
And then our children would have purple and orange stripes
And though that's fine you wouldn't want one in the family.

There once was a man with purple and orange stripes
And the papers said he might get in a position of influence
And then he would do favours for other men with purple and orange stripes
And then the country would be run by the purple and orange mafia.

There once was a man who was white
And the papers said he's really purple and orange stripes
And we're doing you a favour by telling you this
Coz then he won't get blackmailed.

"Purple And Orange Stripes" - Kimberley Rew
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Re: Favourite Song Lyrics
« Reply #71 on: July 21, 2011, 01:20:05 pm »
When I was a young man I carried me pack and I lived the free life of a rover
From the Murray's green basin to the dusty outback  I waltzed my Mathilda all over
Then in nineteen-fifteen my country said son
It's time to stop ramblin' cos there's work to be done
And they gave me a tin-'at and they gave me a gun
And they sent me away to the war

And the band played Waltzing Mathilda as we sailed away from the quay
And amidst all the cheers
And the shouts and the tears
We sailed off for Gallipoli

How well I remember that terrible day when our blood stained the sand and the water
And how in that Hell that they called Suvla Bay we was butchered like lambs at the slaughter
Johnny Turk ‘e was ready, ‘e’d primed ‘imself well
‘E showered us with bullets and ‘e rained us with shells
And in five minutes flat we was all blown to Hell
Nearly blew us right back to Australia

And the band played Waltzing Mathilda as we stopped to bury our slain
And we buried ours
And the Turks buried theirs
Then it started all over again

Then those who were living did their best to survive in that mad world of dust, blood and fire
And for seven long weeks I kept meself alive while the corpses around me piled higher
Then a big Turkish shell knocked me arse over tit
And when I awoke in my ‘ospital bed
And saw what it ‘ad done Christ! I wished I was dead
Never knew there were worse things than dyin’

And no more I’ll waltz my Mathilda to the green bushes so far and near
For to hump tent and pegs
A man needs two legs
No more Waltzing Mathilda for me

They collected the cripples, the wounded and maimed and they shipped us back home to Australia
The legless, the armless, the blind and insane, those proud wounded heroes of Suvla
And as our ship pulled into Circular Quay
I looked down at the place where me legs used to be
And thanked Christ there was nobody waiting for me
To grieve and to mourn and to pity

And the band played Waltzing Mathilda as they carried us down the gang-way
But nobody cheered
They just stood and stared
Then they turned their faces away

And now every April I sit on my porch and I watch the parade pass before me
I see my old comrades, how proudly they march, reliving the thoughts of past glory
I see the old men all twisted and torn
The forgotten 'eroes of a forgotten war
And the young people ask me what are they marching for?
And I ask meself the same question

And the band plays Waltzing Mathilda and the old men still answer the call
But year after year
Their numbers get fewer
Some day no one will march there at all

Waltzing Mathilda, waltzing Mathilda
Who’ll go a-waltzin’ Mathilda with me…
What duck?

jogler

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Re: Favourite Song Lyrics
« Reply #72 on: July 21, 2011, 07:30:14 pm »
I dreamed I saw the bombers riding shotgun in the sky
turning into butterflies above our nation

LindaG

Re: Favourite Song Lyrics
« Reply #73 on: September 01, 2011, 12:12:48 am »
These are the days
These are days you’ll remember
Never before and never since, I promise
Will the whole world be warm as this
And as you feel it,
You’ll know it’s true
That you are blessed and lucky
It’s true that you
Are touched by something
That will grow and bloom in you

These are days that you’ll remember
When May is rushing over you
With desire to be part of the miracles
You see in every hour
You’ll know it’s true
That you are blessed and lucky
It’s true that you are touched
By something that will grow and bloom in you

These are days
These are the days you might fill
With laughter until you break
These days you might feel
A shaft of light
Make its way across your face
And when you do
Then you’ll know how it was meant to be
See the signs and know their meaning
It's true
Then you’ll know how it was meant to be
Hear the signs and know they’re speaking
To you, to you

LindaG

Re: Favourite Song Lyrics
« Reply #74 on: August 09, 2012, 09:56:50 pm »
I drew a map of Canada
Oh Canada
With your face sketched on it twice
Oh you're in my blood like holy wine
You taste so bitter and so sweet

Oh I could drink a case of you darling
Still I'd be on my feet
oh I would still be on my feet




Always makes me think of my beautiful daughter, who I miss terribly  ;D