Fav Lyrics

[Rhythm N. Bliss]

Post your fav lyrics! Can be just a line or the whole song.
I'm gonna start with a whole song. Youtube clips are good to add if you can find 'em.

A Martyr For My Love For You by Jack White & John Anthony

She was sixteen and six feet tall
in a crowd of teenagers comin' out of the zoo
She stumbled started to slip and fall
teeter-tottered on the top of patent leather shoes
I happened to catch her and said,
"Maybe these ruby shoes are a little cumbersome for you"

Maybe for you, now

But not as shaky as I must have seemed
talkin' junk through her giggle -- little teenage dream
And on the phone I could not compete
my dumb-love fake competence was getting weak
For a sec' I thought I sounded sweet
but sure 'nough in a gruff, faint voice
I heard myself speak

I could stay a while
but sooner or later I'd break your smile
And I could tell a joke
but one of these days you'd be bound to choke
And we could share a kiss
but I feel like I can't go through with this
And I bet we could build a home
but I know the right thing for me to do
Is to leave you alone

Leave you alone, now

I'm beginning to like you
so you probably won't get what I'm going to do
I'm walkin' away from you
it probably don't make much sense to you
But I'm trying to save you
from all of the things that I'll probably say or do

Probably do

I could stay a while
but sooner or later I'd break your smile
And I could tell a joke
but one of these days you'd be bound to choke
And we might share a kiss
but I feel like I can't go through with this
And I bet we could build a home
but I know the right thing for me to do
Is to leave you alone

Leave you alone, now

You probably call me a fool
and say I'm doin' exactly what a coward would do
And I'm beginning to like you
it's a shame; what a lame way to live
But what can I co
I hope you appreciate what I do

I'm a martyr for my love for you
A martyr for my love for you, now
A martyr for my love for you
A martyr for my love for you

© Peppermint Stripe Music

[Hornisse]

I love the opening lines of Neil Young's "Old Man."

"Old man look at my life, 24 and there's so much more."

My older sister called me back in 1985 and sang that to me on my B-Day.  I sang the same line to my daughter back in 2007.  

"Old Man"

Old man look at my life,
I'm a lot like you were.
Old man look at my life,
I'm a lot like you were.

Old man look at my life,
Twenty four
and there's so much more
Live alone in a paradise
That makes me think of two.

Love lost, such a cost,
Give me things
that don't get lost.
Like a coin that won't get tossed
Rolling home to you.

Old man take a look at my life
I'm a lot like you
I need someone to love me
the whole day through
Ah, one look in my eyes
and you can tell that's true.

Lullabies, look in your eyes,
Run around the same old town.
Doesn't mean that much to me
To mean that much to you.

I've been first and last
Look at how the time goes past.
But I'm all alone at last.
Rolling home to you.

Old man take a look at my life
I'm a lot like you
I need someone to love me
the whole day through
Ah, one look in my eyes
and you can tell that's true.

Old man look at my life,
I'm a lot like you were.
Old man look at my life,
I'm a lot like you were.



Got to love that Pre-war D-45!

[ack1961]

My favorite song of all time (lyrically).  Nothing else comes close.

Telegraph Road by Mark Knopfler

A long time ago came a man on a track
Walking thirty miles with a pack on his back
And he put down his load where he thought it was the best
Made a home in the wilderness
He built a cabin and a winter store
And he ploughed up the ground by the cold lake shore
And the other travellers came riding down the track
And they never went further, no, they never went back

Then came the churches then came the schools
Then came the lawyers then came the rules
Then came the trains and the trucks with their loads
And the dirty old track was the telegraph road

Then came the mines - then came the ore
Then there was the hard times then there was a war
Telegraph sang a song about the world outside
Telegraph road got so deep and so wide
Like a rolling river. . .

And my radio says tonight its gonna freeze
People driving home from the factories
There's six lanes of traffic
Three lanes moving slow. . .

I used to like to go to work but they shut it down
I got a right to go to work but there's no work here to be found
Yes and they say were gonna have to pay whats owed
Were gonna have to reap from some seed that's been sowed
And the birds up on the wires and the telegraph poles
They can always fly away from this rain and this cold
You can hear them singing out their telegraph code
All the way down the telegraph road

You know I'd sooner forget but I remember those nights
When life was just a bet on a race between the lights
You had your head on my shoulder you had your hand in my hair
Now you act a little colder like you don't seem to care
But believe in me baby and Ill take you away
From out of this darkness and into the day
From these rivers of headlights, these rivers of rain
From the anger that lives on the streets with these names
cos I've run every red light on memory lane
I've seen desperation explode into flames
And I don't want to see it again. . .

from all of these signs saying "Sorry, But We're Closed"
All the way down the telegraph road

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yj0cvL8KsHI&feature=related

[leftybass]

It Makes No Difference-The Band


It makes no diff'rence where I turn
I can't get over you and the flame still burns
It makes no diff'rence,   night or day
The shadow never seems to fade away

And the sun don't shine anymore
And the rains fall down on my door

Now there's no love
As true as the love
That dies untold
But the clouds never hung so low before

It makes no diff'rence how far I go
Like a scar the hurt will always show
It makes no diff'rence who I meet
They're just a face in the crowd
On a dead-end street
And the sun don't shine anymore
And the rains fall down on my door

These old love letters
Well, I just can't keep
'Cause like the gambler says
Read 'em and weep
And the dawn don't rescue me no more

Without your love   I'm nothing at all
Like an empty hall  it's a lonely fall
Since you've gone   it's a losing battle
Stampeding cattle
They rattle the walls

And the sun don't shine anymore
And the rains fall down on my door

Well, I love you so much
It's all I can do
Just to keep myself from telling you
That I never felt so alone before

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[Highlander]

Neil Young's been a significant influence throughout the years, and Robert, I think that's the acoustic that used to belong to Hank Williams; he still tours with "her"...

With such a large repertoire to go through some of his more "obscure" stuff gets overlooked...

Post Bruce Berry and Danny Whittens death Mr Young "self destructed" from a business sense, but during this era he produced some of his best work, imho...

These lyrics are from the still unrelaeased on CD album, "Time Fades Away"...

The intensely autobiographical, "Don't Be Denied"...

When I was a young boy,
My mama said to me
Your daddy's leavin' home today,
I think he's gone to stay.
We packed up all our bags
And drove out to Winnipeg.

When we got to Winnipeg
I checked in to school.
I wore white bucks on my feet,
When I learned the golden rule.
The punches came fast and hard
Lying on my back
in the school yard.

Don't be denied, don't be denied.
Don't be denied, don't be denied.
Don't be denied, don't be denied.

Well pretty soon I met a friend,
He played guitar.
We used to sit
on the steps at school
And dream of being stars.
We started a band,
We played all night.

Don't be denied, don't be denied.
Don't be denied, don't be denied.
Don't be denied, don't be denied.

Oh Canada
We played all night
I really hate to leave you now
But to stay just wouldn't be right.
Down in Hollywood
We played so good

The businessmen crowded around
They came to hear the golden sound
There we were on the Sunset Strip,
Playing our songs
for the highest bid.
We played all night
The price was right.

Don't be denied, don't be denied.
Don't be denied, don't be denied.
Don't be denied, don't be denied.

Well, all that glitters isn't gold
I know you've heard
that story told.
And I'm a pauper
in a naked disguise
A millionaire
through a business man's eyes.
Oh friend of mine
Don't be denied.


...and to sign off, 2 lines from another song on the same LP, now partially dedicated to his family problems...

"The bridge, we're building now, it may take a lot of time..."

[Rhythm N. Bliss]

Telegraph Road is particularly poignant these days. Good call, ack!

Dire Straits was THE BEST 80s band that wasn't METAL!

I'm gettin' to be a lot more like that Old Man Mr. Young sings about, year by year.
"56 (tomorrow) & there's so much more"
Yeah, more belly fat...more to love. 

[uwe]

My favorite song of all time (lyrically).  Nothing else comes close.

Telegraph Road by Mark Knopfler

A long time ago came a man on a track
Walking thirty miles with a pack on his back
And he put down his load where he thought it was the best
Made a home in the wilderness
He built a cabin and a winter store
And he ploughed up the ground by the cold lake shore
And the other travellers came riding down the track
And they never went further, no, they never went back

Then came the churches then came the schools
Then came the lawyers then came the rules
Then came the trains and the trucks with their loads
And the dirty old track was the telegraph road

Then came the mines - then came the ore
Then there was the hard times then there was a war
Telegraph sang a song about the world outside
Telegraph road got so deep and so wide
Like a rolling river. . .

And my radio says tonight its gonna freeze
People driving home from the factories
There's six lanes of traffic
Three lanes moving slow. . .

I used to like to go to work but they shut it down
I got a right to go to work but there's no work here to be found
Yes and they say were gonna have to pay whats owed
Were gonna have to reap from some seed that's been sowed
And the birds up on the wires and the telegraph poles
They can always fly away from this rain and this cold
You can hear them singing out their telegraph code
All the way down the telegraph road

You know I'd sooner forget but I remember those nights
When life was just a bet on a race between the lights
You had your head on my shoulder you had your hand in my hair
Now you act a little colder like you don't seem to care
But believe in me baby and Ill take you away
From out of this darkness and into the day
From these rivers of headlights, these rivers of rain
From the anger that lives on the streets with these names
cos I've run every red light on memory lane
I've seen desperation explode into flames
And I don't want to see it again. . .

from all of these signs saying "Sorry, But We're Closed"
All the way down the telegraph road

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yj0cvL8KsHI&feature=related

Herr Knopfler in his Bruce Springsteen phase. Nevertheless (or because of it) my favorite Dire Straits song and a lyric that has always struck a chord with me. Speaking of the Boss, I like this line in Hungry Heart:

Got a wife and kids in baltimore jack
I went out for a ride and I never went back
Like a river that dont know where its flowing
I took a wrong turn and I just kept going
Everybodys got a hungry heart
Everybodys got a hungry heart
Lay down your money and you play your part
Everybodys got a hungry heart

I met her in a kingstown bar
We fell in love I knew it had to end
We took what we had and we ripped it apart
Now here I am down in kingstone again

Everybodys got a hungry heart...

Everybody needs a place to rest
Everybody wants to have a home
Dont make no difference what nobody says
Aint nobody like to be alone

Everybodys got a hungry heart

 

[exiledarchangel]

"Kneel To The Cross" by Sol Invictus has some powerful lyrics, but musically I prefer Agalloch's cover.

"Kneel To The Cross"

Give us our bread and bury our dead
And kneel to the cross on the wall
Whether burnt at the stake or drunk at the wake
Just kneel to the cross on the wall
We've original sin, but we might just get in
If we beg to the cross on the wall
It's rattle your sabre and love your neighbours
But kneel to that cross on the wall.

See the roof fall, hear the bells crash
As flesh and bone turn to ash
Tried to conquer the sun with a Christian frost
The corpses' stench beneath the cross

Give them gold and they'll save your soul
And kneel to the cross on the wall
Hail to the boss of the great unwashed
And kneel to the cross on the wall
They wail and weep, the march of the sheep
As they go to the cross on the wall
And it's ever so wrong to dare to be strong
So kneel to the cross on the wall

[clankenstein]

   Theres a crack up in the ceiling,
And the kitchen sink is leaking.
Out of work and got no money,
A sunday joint of bread and honey.

What are we living for?
Two-roomed apartment on the second floor.
No money coming in,
The rent collectors knocking, trying to get in.

We are strictly second class,
We dont understand,
(dead end!)
Why we should be on dead end street.
(dead end!)
People are living on dead end street.
(dead end!)
Gonna die on dead end street.

Dead end street (yeah)
Dead end street (yeah)

On a cold and frosty morning,
Wipe my eyes and stop me yawning.
And my feet are nearly frozen,
Boil the tea and put some toast on.

What are we living for?
Two-roomed apartment on the second floor.
No chance to emigrate,
Im deep in debt and now its much too late.

We both want to work so hard,
We cant get the chance,
(dead end!)
People live on dead end street.
(dead end!)
People are dying on dead end street.
(dead end!)
Gonna die on dead end street.

Dead end street (yeah)
Dead end street (yeah)

(dead end!)
People live on dead end street.
(dead end!)
People are dying on dead end street.
(dead end!)
Gonna die on dead end street.

Dead end street (yeah)
Dead end street (yeah)
Dead end street (yeah)
Head to my feet (yeah)
Dead end street (yeah)
Dead end street (yeah)
Dead end street (yeah)
Hows it feel? (yeah)
Hows it feel? (yeah)
Dead end street (yeah)
Dead end street (yeah)  

[clankenstein]

einstein was not a handsome fellow
nobody ever called him al
he had a long moustache to pull on
it was yellow
i don't believe he ever had a girl
one thing he missed out in his theory
of time and space and relativity
is something that makes it very clear he
was never gonna score like you and me
he didn't know about

quark strangeness and charm
quark strangeness and charm
quark strangeness and charm
quark ssenegnarts and charm

i had a dangerous liason
to be found out would have been a disgrace
we had to rendezvous some days on
the corner of an undiscovered place
we got sick of chat chat chatter
and the look upon everybody's face
But all that does not not anti-matter
now we found ourselves a black hole in space
and we're talking about

quark strangeness and charm
quark strangeness and charm
quark enessgnarts and charm
quark strangeness and charm

here it comes it goes quark quark
.................................
quark now
...............;;;;.........?

copernicus had those renaissance ladies
crazy about his telescope
and galileo had a name that made his
reputation higher than his hope
did none of those astronomers discover
while they were staring out into the dark
that what a lady looks for in her lover
is charm strangeness and quark

quark strangeness and charm
quark strangeness and charm
quark strangeness and charm
quark sTrAnGeNeSs and charm
quark StRaNgNeSss and charm
quark Strangeness and charm
quark tsrnaegness and charm
quark strangeness and charm
quark strangeness and charm

here it comes quark quark

[uwe]

Brilliant song, brilliant (best) Hawkwind album, Calvert's lyrics are always amazing:




i would have like you
to have been
deep frozen too
and waiting still
as fresh in your flesh
for my return to earth
but your father refused
to sign the forms
to freeze you
let's see
you'd bee
about sixty now
and long dead
by the the time i return
to earth
my time held dreams
were full of you
as you were
when i left:
still under-age

your android replica
is playing up again
it's no joke
when she comes
she moans
another's name

that's the spirit of the age
(spirit of the age)
it's just the spirit of the age
(spirit of the age)
and that's the spirit of the age
(spirit of the age)
that is the spirit of the age

i am a clone
i am not alone
every fibre of my flesh
and bone
is identical to ther others'
everything i say
is in the same tone
as my test-tube brothers'
voice.
there is no choice
between us
if you had ever seen us
you'd rejoice
in your uniqueness
and consider every weakness
something special
of your own
being a clone
i have no flaws to identify
even this doggerel
that pours from my pen
has just been written by
another twenty
telepathic men
it says:
o for the wings
of any bird
other than a battery hen.

but that's the spirit of the age
(spirit of the age)
that's just the spirit of the age
(spirit of the age)
it's just the spirit of the age
(spirit of the age)
adjust the spirit of the age
(spirit of the age)
unjust the spirit of the age
(spirit of the age)

[Freuds_Cat]

I was in a Jam band with Hawkwind Drummer Terry Ollis in London in the early 90's.   Great drummer. One of the best feel drummers I've ever played with.

[Pilgrim]

One of my all-time, long favorites....Nights in White Satin.  I can hear the music every time I read the lyrics...and this is a nice live video with a good view of the band principals.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QGFVkM-2XO8&feature=fvst

"The Night: Nights In White Satin"

Nights in white satin,
Never reaching the end,
Letters I've written,
Never meaning to send.

Beauty I'd always missed
With these eyes before,
Just what the truth is
I can't say anymore.

'Cause I love you,
Yes, I love you,
Oh, how, I love you.

Gazing at people,
Some hand in hand,
Just what I'm going thru
They can understand.

Some try to tell me
Thoughts they cannot defend,
Just what you want to be
You will be in the end,

And I love you,
Yes, I love you,
Oh, how, I love you.
Oh, how, I love you.

Nights in white satin,
Never reaching the end,
Letters I've written,
Never meaning to send.

Beauty I'd always missed
With these eyes before,
Just what the truth is
I can't say anymore.

'Cause I love you,
Yes, I love you,
Oh, how, I love you.
Oh, how, I love you.

'Cause I love you,
Yes, I love you,
Oh, how, I love you.
Oh, how, I love you.

[Highlander]

Calvert was brilliant but severely flawed, God rest him...

[uwe]

What was wrong with him? I always kind of assumed that he was gay, yes, but was that the chip (meteorite?) on his shoulder? Not that being gay makes you flawed, but people's reactions to it can.