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Location: SE Michigan | Here come old flattop he come grooving up slowly
He got joo-joo eyeball he one holy roller
He got hair down to his knee
Got to be a joker he just do what the please
He wear no shoeshine he got toe-jam football
He got monkey finger he shoot coca-cola
He say "I know you, you know me"
One thing I can tell you is you got to be free
Come together right now over me
He bag production he got walrus gumboot
He got Ono sideboard he one spinal cracker
He got feet down below his knee
Hold you in his armchair you can feel his disease
Come together right now over me
He roller-coaster he got early warning
He got muddy water he one mojo filter
He say "One and one and one is three"
Got to be good-looking 'cause he's so hard to see
Come together right now over me
Now these are some inspired lyrics.....waiter I'll have some of what he is having. |
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Location: closely held secret | They may not make any sense... so why do we sing with it everytime it comes on?
...cause they groove... |
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Posts: 4413
| A muvva was washin er baby wun nite
A poor little fing, a delicate mite
Ve muvva turned rarnd for de soap orf der rack,
She was only a moment, but when she turned back,
Ve baby was gorn and in anger she cried, Oh where 'as my baby gorn? and ve angels replied..
Oh, your baby 'as gorn dahn ve pluggole, your baby 'as gorn dahn ve plug,
Ve poor little fing was so skinny an fin, it should ave bin washed in a jug.
Your baby is perfickly appy, it won't need a barf any more,
It's a messin' abart, wiv de angels above, not lorst but gorn before.
Brilliant. |
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Posts: 8307
Location: Tennessee | I smoke two joints in the morning
I smoke two joints at night
I smoke two joints in the afternoon
It makes me feel all right
I smoke two joints in time of peace
And two in time of war
I smoke two joints before I smoke two joints
And then I smoke two more
My mama she once told me
son you be hard working man
My daddy he once told me
son you do the best you can
But then one day I met a man
who came to me and said
Hard work good and hard work fine
But first take care of head
That's why
I smoke two joints when I get up
In the car I smoke two joints
I smoke two joints when I play video games
And at every ten thousand points, I smoke two joints
I smoke two joints in time of peace
And two in time of war
I smoke two joints before I smoke two joints
And then I smoke two more
Smoke two joints
WARNING: Professional driver on closed course. Do not try this at home. |
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Posts: 15677
Location: SoCal | "and I need you more than want you,
and I want you for all time..."
Jimmy Webb
Interestingly enough, his lyrics for MacArthur Park make the list for the worst lyrics...
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times? |
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Posts: 12759
Location: Boise, Idaho | I've had my share of broken dreams,
And more than a couple of falls,
And in chasin what I thought were moonbeams,
I have run into a couple of walls,
And in lookin back at the faces I've been,
I would sure be the first one to say,
When I look at myself today,
I wouldn't a done it any other way.
And the other verses and most anything else by Croce |
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Posts: 14127
Location: 6 String Ranch | ........right now I can't read too good,
don't send me no more letters now,
not unless you mail them from
Desolation Row. |
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Posts: 1498
Location: San Bernardino, California | She kisses the boy and she turns out the light
And there's only the sound of the wind
She thinks of the man who calls them sometimes
She's glad that he is their friend
Too old to dream, too young not to hope
The more that she's seen the more she lets go
And the sun goes down on the river
And the night comes up on the field
You don't have to promise me forever
Just be with me as long as it's real
Be with me as long as it's real
He asks himself as he lays down to sleep
Can he raise another man's son
And give the woman the strength that she needs
It's something that he's never done
She's not like the girls who once made life so sweet
She just sees the man that he dreamed he could be
And the sun goes down on the river
And the night comes up on the field
You don't have to promise me forever
Just be with me as long as it's real
Be with me as long as it's real
Oh they told us fairytales come true
Then they told us to beware
And then they told us believers are the fools
Ah but I still care
The lights go out all up the coast
And he turns his back to the chill
The thought of her follows him just like a ghost
And he knows now that it always will
Til there comes a day when he doesn't care why
Til they find their way to each others sides
And the sun goes down on the river
And the night comes up on the field
You don't have to promise me forever
Just be with me as long as it's real
Be with me as long as it's real
Be with me as long as it's real
'As Long As It's Real' - Bryndle |
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Posts: 2150
Location: Orlando, FL | Edna million in a drop dead suit
Dutch pink on a downtown train
Two-dollar pistol but the gun won’t shoot
I’m in the corner on the pouring rain
Sixteen men on a dead man’s chest
And I’ve been drinking from a broken cup
Two pairs of pants and a mohair vest
I’m full of bourbon, I can’t stand up
Hey little bird, fly away home
Your house is on fire, children are alone
Hey little bird, fly away home
Your house is on fire, your children are alone
Schiffer broke a bottle on morgan’s head
And I’m stepping on the devil’s tail
Across the stripes of a full moon’s head
And through the bars of a cuban jail
Bloody fingers on a purple knife
Flamingo drinking from a cocktail glass
I’m on the lawn with someone else’s wife
Admire the view from up on top of the mast
Hey little bird, fly away home
House is on fire, children are alone
Hey little bird, fly away home
House is on fire, your children are alone
I said hey little bird, fly away home
Your house is on fire, your children are alone
Hey little bird, fly away home
House is on fire, your children are alone
Yellow sheets on a hong kong bed
Stazybo horn and a slingerland ride
To the carnival is what she said
A hundred dollars makes it dark inside
Edna million in a drop dead suit
Dutch pink on a downtown train
Two-dollar pistol but the gun won’t shoot
I’m in the corner on the pouring rain
Hey little bird, fly away home
Your house is on fire, your children are alone
Hey little bird, fly away home
Your house is on fire, your children are alone
Jockey full of bourbon
Tom Waits |
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Posts: 2487
| Come in here dear Boy Have a Cigar! ...Your gonna Go far................The Band is Just Fantastic!... That is really What I think...Ohh By the Way... Which ones Pink? |
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Posts: 175
Location: Eugene, Oregon | :cool: ...
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.
Wish you were here.
...And then one day you find ten years have got behind you.
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun.
So you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's sinking
Racing around to come up behind you again.
The sun is the same in a relative way but you're older,
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death.
Every year is getting shorter never seem to find the time.
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
The time is gone, the song is over,
Thought I'd something more to say.
The Crows, rock!! |
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Posts: 2487
| ....I got a little Black Book with me Poems in................. |
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Posts: 400
Location: North Texas | The silence of a falling star
Lights up a purple sky,
And as I wonder where you are,
I'm so lonesome I could cry. H.Williams/F.Rose |
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Posts: 1330
Location: ms | got this old guitar that never stays in tune...but i love the way it sounds in a dark and empty room. |
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Posts: 812
Location: Hicksville, NY | I am made from the dust of the stars
And the oceans flow in my veins
Here I hide in the heart of the city
Like a stranger coming out of the rain
The evening plane rises up from the runway
Over constellations of light
I look down into a million houses
And wonder what you're doing tonight
If I could wave my magic wand
I'd make everything all right
I'm not one to believe in magic
But I sometimes have a second sight
I'm not one with a sense of proportion
When my heart still changes overnight
I had a dream of a winter garden
A midnight rendezvous
Silver, blue and frozen silence
What a fool I was for you
I had a dream of the open water
I was swimming away out to sea
So deep I could never touch bottom
What a fool I used to be
If I could wave my magic wand
I'd set everybody free
I'm not one to believe in magic
Though my memory has a second sight
I'm not one to go pointing my finger
When I radiate more heat than light
Don't ask me
I'm just improvising
My illusion of careless flight
Can't you see
My temperature's rising
I radiate more heat than light
Don't ask me
I'm just sympathizing
My illusions a harmless flight
Can't you see
My temperature's rising
I radiate more heat than light
from "Presto" by Rush
Too bad that most of Rush's music seem weak compared to the lyrics written by Neil Peart (with a few exceptions of course). |
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Posts: 1300
Location: Madison, Wisconsin | Anything you want to know, it should be perfectly clear.
You see just beneath the surface of the mud,
There's more mud here...
Surprise. |
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Posts: 11039
Location: Earth·SolarSystem·LocalInterstellarCloud·Local Bub | Everyday in the morning when you get up and you crawl out of bed
And you crawl out of bed and you crawl out of bed
Everyday in the morning when you get up and you crawl out of bed
And you look at the moon where the window is
And the stars shine, and the stars shine, and the stars shine
Everyday in the morning when you get up and you crawl out of bed
And way down below in the sun belt
And the telephones, and the telephone, and the telephones
And you look out the moon where the window is
Everyday in the morning when you get up and you crawl out of bed
And some of us breathe in the brown ground
Where the worms clown, where the worms clown, where the worms clown
Way down below in the sun belt
Everyday in the morning when you get up and you crawl out of bed
And every night when you lay down
You fall flat, you fall flat, you fall flat
Some of us breathe in the brown ground
Everyday in the morning when you get up and you crawl out of bed
So we're asleep in the same dream
In the snort fort, the snort fort, the snort fort
And every night when you lay down
Everyday in the morning when you get up and you crawl out of bed
Santa Claus modified snow peas
On the sun roofs, on the sun roofs, on the sun roofs
So we're asleep in the same dream
Everyday in the morning when you get up and you crawl out of bed
If you look in the mirror it's your father's face
And the thin grin, the thin grin, the thin grin
It's Santa Claus pulling up snow peas
Everyday in the morning when you get up and you crawl out of bed
And there's tears in the bank and the credit card
In the back yard, in the back yard, in the back yard
If you look in the mirror it's your father's face
Everyday in the morning when you get up and you crawl out of bed
And once in a while when the wind blows
And the heart winds, and the heart winds, and the heart winds
There's tears in the bank and a credit card
Everyday in the morning when you get up and you crawl out of bed
But there's lint in the pocket and a breath mint
Or a car key, or a car key, or a car key
Once in a while when the wind blows
Everyday in the morning when you get up and you crawl out of bed
And your kid has a face like a walnut
From the ice cream, from the ice cream, from the ice cream
But there's lint in the pocket and a breath mint
Everyday in the morning when you get up and you crawl out of bed
Everyday in the morning when you get up and you crawl out of bed
Everyday in the morning when you get up and you crawl out of bed |
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Location: chicago | It all began when I went on a tour
hoping to find some furniture
followed a sign saying beutiful chest
led to a lady who showed me her best
I was taken by surprise when I quickly closed my eyes
so she rang the bell and quick as hell
bob the nob flew out on the job to see what he trouble was
louise is the reverend hard to please?
"your telling me!
perhaps sir we can interest you in our old fashioned scaffered shire plates?
Battle of Epping forest
Genesis 1973 |
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Posts: 2487
| And I'm hovering like a Fly......... Waiting for the windsheild on the Freeeeewwaaayyyyy...
Genesis LLDoB 1974
I left my BRAIN on the Five Fifteen...........
You declared you'd be three inches taller........you only became what we made you! .....
The Who Quadrophenia 1974? |
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Posts: 2178
Location: the BIG Metropolis of TR | You can tell the world,
you never was my girl
You can burn my clothes when I'm gone
Or you can tell your friends,
just what a fool I've been
And laugh and joke about me on the phone
You can tell my arms,
to go back on the farm
You can tell my feet to hit the floor
Or you can tell my lips,
to tell my fingertips
They won't be reaching out for you no more
But don't tell my heart,
My achy breaky heart
I just don't think it'd understand
And if you tell my heart,
My achy breaky heart
He might blow up and kill this man
Oooooooooo
You can tell your ma,
I moved to Arkansas
Or you can tell your dog to bite my leg
Or tell your brother Cliff, :D
who's fist can tell my lips
He never really liked me anyway
Oh tell your Aunt Louise,
tell anything you please
Myself already knows that I'm okay
Oh you can tell my eyes,
to watch out for my mind
It might be walking out on me today
But don't tell my heart,
My achy breaky heart
I just don't think it'd understand
And if you tell my heart,
My achy breaky heart
He might blow up and kill this man
Oooooooooo
But don't tell my heart,
My achy breaky heart
I just don't think it'd understand
And if you tell my heart,
My achy breaky heart
He might blow up and kill this man
Ooooooooooooooooooooooo
CLASSIC!
(now try gettin' that tune outta yo head! :eek: :D )
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Location: Upper Left USA | "That's my story and I'm stick'in to it!"
or
"Thank God and Greyhound she's gone!" |
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Posts: 1634
Location: Chehalis, Washington | There's no love like your love,
and no other could give more love.
There's no air unless you're there,
all the time; all the way.
I would fight for you,
I'd lie for you,
Walk the wire for you,
Yeah, I'd die for you.
You know it's true,
everything I do,
I do it for you.
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How's that for a classic! |
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Posts: 13996
Location: Upper Left USA | Rod, Brian and Sting. The Gravelly Troubedours! |
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Posts: 175
Location: Eugene, Oregon | Hello, baby hello
Haven't seen your face for a while
Have you quit doing time for me
Or are you still the same spoiled child
Hello, I said hello
Is this the only place you thought to go
Am I the only man you ever had
Or am I just the last surviving friend that you know
Harmony and me
We're pretty good company
Looking for an island
In our boat upon the sea
Harmony, gee i really love you
And i want to love you forever
And dream of the never, never, never leaving harmony
Hello, baby hello
Open up your heart and let your feelings flow
You're not unlucky knowing me
Keeping the speed real slow
In any case i set my own pace
By stealing the show, say hello, hello
We're pretty good company
Looking for an island
In our boat upon the sea
Harmony, gee i really love you
And i want to love you forever
And dream of the never, never, never leaving harmony...
And now that it's all over
The birds can nest again
I'll only snow when the sun comes out
I'll shine only when it starts to rain
And if you want a drink
Just squeeze my hand
And wine will flow into the land
And feed my lambs
For I am a mirror
I can reflect the moon
I will write songs for you
I'll be your silver spoon
I'm sorry I took your time
I am the poem that doesn't rhyme
Just turn back a page
I'll waste away, I'll waste away
I'll waste away, I'll waste away
I'll waste away, I'll waste away |
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Posts: 803
Location: Avondale, AZ | You can tell the world,
you never was my girl
You can burn my clothes when I'm gone
Or you can tell your friends,
just what a fool I've been
And laugh and joke about me on the phone
You can tell my arms,
to go back on the farm
You can tell my feet to hit the floor
Or you can tell my lips,
to tell my fingertips
They won't be reaching out for you no more
But don't tell my heart,
My achy breaky heart
I just don't think it'd understand
And if you tell my heart,
My achy breaky heart
He might blow up and kill this man
Oooooooooo
You can tell your ma,
I moved to Arkansas
Or you can tell your dog to bite my leg
Or tell your brother Cliff,
who's fist can tell my lips
He never really liked me anyway
Oh tell your Aunt Louise,
tell anything you please
Myself already knows that I'm okay
Oh you can tell my eyes,
to watch out for my mind
It might be walking out on me today
But don't tell my heart,
My achy breaky heart
I just don't think it'd understand
And if you tell my heart,
My achy breaky heart
He might blow up and kill this man
Oooooooooo
But don't tell my heart,
My achy breaky heart
I just don't think it'd understand
And if you tell my heart,
My achy breaky heart
He might blow up and kill this man
Ooooooooooooooooooooooo
CLASSIC!
(now try gettin' that tune outta yo head! )
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This is the great lyrics post.. Surely no one will agree that this belongs. |
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Great Lyrics
