Posted: Sat Jul 23, 2011 8:42 am
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Posted: Sun Jul 24, 2011 3:14 am
Pink Floyd - Echoes
Strangers passing in the street
By chance two separate glances meet
And I am you and what I see is me.
And do I take you by the hand
And lead you through the land
And help me understand
The best I can.
Posted: Sun Jul 24, 2011 10:59 am
That reminded me of this bit I love
from Ralph McTell - Streets of London
from Ralph McTell - Streets of London
So how can you tell me you're lonely,
And say for you that the sun don't shine?
Let me take you by the hand and lead you through the streets of London
I'll show you something to make you change your mind
Posted: Sun Jul 24, 2011 3:50 pm
Bod Dylan wrote:I've been down on the bottom of the world full of lies
I ain't lookin' for nothin' in anyone's eyes
Sometimes my burden is more than I can bear
It's not dark yet but it's gettin' there.
And the saddest lyric I know in popular music:Leonard Cohen wrote:But there was nothing left between
The Nameless and the Name.
Serge Gainsbourg wrote:Je suis venue te dire que je m'en vais
Posted: Sun Jul 24, 2011 8:37 pm
The Razorcuts:
The sun is turning cartwheels right into my heart
Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2011 5:39 am
rem
Wrap your heel in bones of steel : seven chinese brothers
She didn't want to get pinned down by her prior town
Get me to the train on time, here take this nickel make a dime
Take this penny and make it into a necklace when I leave : auctioneer (another engine)
Wrap your heel in bones of steel : seven chinese brothers
She didn't want to get pinned down by her prior town
Get me to the train on time, here take this nickel make a dime
Take this penny and make it into a necklace when I leave : auctioneer (another engine)
Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2011 10:38 pm
Merle Haggard wrote:Leather boots are still in style for manly footwear
Beads and Roman sandals won't be seen
Type O Negative wrote:Let me say Pepsi Generation
A few lines of misinformation
Watch your money flow away, oh, so quick
To kill yourself properly Coke is it
Deathcycle wrote:Religion is mind control
A fear of the afterlife you give them your soul
Religion is moral control
A fear of the unknown you give them your soul
Type O Negative wrote:No I ain’t hinting for sympathy
I’m used to dealing with apathy
The scars on my wrists may seem like a crime
Just wish me better luck next time
So what if I died a thousand deaths
You think I’m insane but I have no regrets
One more time won’t matter no question
Suicide is self expression.
Posted: Fri Aug 05, 2011 11:47 am
led zeppelin...
We are your overlords - immigrant song
Sing loud for the sunshine, pray hard for the rain - down by the seaside
Said there ain't no use in crying. Cause it will only, only drive you mad
Does it hurt to hear them lying? Was this the only world you had - houses of the holy
We are your overlords - immigrant song
Sing loud for the sunshine, pray hard for the rain - down by the seaside
Said there ain't no use in crying. Cause it will only, only drive you mad
Does it hurt to hear them lying? Was this the only world you had - houses of the holy
Posted: Mon Aug 08, 2011 6:11 am
Johnny Cash: "I bet there's rich folks eatin' in a fancy dinin' car. They're probably drinkin' coffee and smokin' big cigars..."
(Folsom Prison Blues)
Patsy Cline: "Well, i guess that I was just your puppet... you held on a string... to think I thought you really loved me, but look what loves can bring..."
("Strange")
The Mills Brothers: "You always hurt the one you love / the one you shouldn't hurt at all / you always take the sweetest rose / and crush it till the petals fall."
Weird Al Yankovitch: "Well, I know I'm a million times as humble as thou art"
(Amish Paradise)
(Folsom Prison Blues)
Patsy Cline: "Well, i guess that I was just your puppet... you held on a string... to think I thought you really loved me, but look what loves can bring..."
("Strange")
The Mills Brothers: "You always hurt the one you love / the one you shouldn't hurt at all / you always take the sweetest rose / and crush it till the petals fall."
Weird Al Yankovitch: "Well, I know I'm a million times as humble as thou art"
(Amish Paradise)
Posted: Tue Aug 09, 2011 6:56 am
stars appear and
shadows are falling
you can hear my heart
calling...
- buddy holly
shadows are falling
you can hear my heart
calling...
- buddy holly
Posted: Tue Aug 09, 2011 8:11 am
What came first, the chicken or the dickhead?
- Arctic Monkeys
- Arctic Monkeys
Posted: Tue Aug 09, 2011 11:24 am
Faith No More wrote:Don't look so surprised!
Happy birthday...Fucker!!
Blow that candle out, we're gonna kick you, kick you
Faith No More wrote:You're perfect yes it's true
But without me you're only you
Bob Dylan wrote:You've got a lotta nerve to say you are my friend
Posted: Wed Aug 10, 2011 5:33 am
on a date with sharon tate
gonna pick her up in my
brand new crate -
go to the movie, go to the drag,
highway patrol put us in a bag
- husker du
gonna pick her up in my
brand new crate -
go to the movie, go to the drag,
highway patrol put us in a bag
- husker du
Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2011 6:25 pm
You can love him or hate him and most of the time I think he's plainly ridicolous and over the top (but then again I reckon that's what he wants to be) but sometime David Allan Coe is a true poet:
edited a few typos
David Allan Coe wrote:He said "Drifter can ya make folks cry when you play and sing?
Have you paid your dues, can you moan the blues?
Can you bend them guitar strings?"
He said "Boy, can you make folks feel what you feel inside?
Cause if you're big star bound let me warn ya, its a long, hard ride
David Allan Coe wrote:Cause my long hair just can't cover up my redneck
___David Allan Coe wrote:(spoken mid song):(Well a friend of mine named Steve Goodman wrote that song
And he told me it was the perfect country and western song
I wrote him back a letter and told him
It was not the percfect country and western song
Because he hadn't said anything at all about mama
Or trains or trucks or prison or gettin' drunk
Well he sat down and wrote another verse to the song and he sent it to me
And after reading it I realized
That my friend had written the perfect country and western song
And I felt obliged to include it on this album the last verse goes like this here:
(singing):
Well I was drunk the day my mom got out of prison
And I went to pick her up in the rain
But before I could get to the station in a pickup truck
She got run'd over by a damned old train
edited a few typos
Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2011 7:01 pm
The old man was covered with tattoos and scars, he got some in prison and others in bars, the rest he got working on ole junk cars in the daytime. Well they looked like tombstones in our yard and I never seen him when he wasn't tired and mean...
You're right about the poet part, you can't make this stuff up.
You're right about the poet part, you can't make this stuff up.
Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2011 9:26 pm
If that ain't country ...Exnihilo2 wrote:The old man was covered with tattoos and scars, he got some in prison and others in bars, the rest he got working on ole junk cars in the daytime. Well they looked like tombstones in our yard and I never seen him when he wasn't tired and mean...
You're right about the poet part, you can't make this stuff up.
Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2011 9:50 pm
Some Sublime selections...
She picked up a rock threw it in the car hit him in the head now he's got a big scar...
I step into the great unknown,
and a ball and chain I call my own,
because marriage doesn't work in the world today,
It's an institution that is in decay
and if I have love I wish to portray,
I will surely find another way
because I was always taught that boy meets girl,
fall in love get married and forget the world
nine months later the sweet baby's on the way
kiss him on the cheek and life's okay
She picked up a rock threw it in the car hit him in the head now he's got a big scar...
I step into the great unknown,
and a ball and chain I call my own,
because marriage doesn't work in the world today,
It's an institution that is in decay
and if I have love I wish to portray,
I will surely find another way
because I was always taught that boy meets girl,
fall in love get married and forget the world
nine months later the sweet baby's on the way
kiss him on the cheek and life's okay
Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2011 10:14 pm
And sorry for quoting this one in its entirety:Neil Young wrote:I was thinking 'bout you and me,
Makin' love beneath the trees,
And I wonder could it be?
My God do I love that man. I could quote all his songs in their entirety.Neil Young wrote:She used to work in a diner
Never saw a woman look finer
I used to order just to watch her float across the floor
She grew up in a small town
Never put her roots down
Daddy always kept movin` so she did too
Somewhere on a desert highway
She rides a Harley-Davidson
Her long blonde hair flyin` in the wind
She`s been runnin` half her life
The chrome and steel she rides
Collidin` with the very air she breathes
The air she breathes
You know it ain`t easy
You got to hold on
She was unknown legend in her time
Now she`s dressing two kids
Lookin` for a magic kiss
She gets the far-away look in her eyes
Somewhere on a desert highway
She rides a Harley-Davidson
Her long blonde hair flyin` in the wind
She`s been runnin` half her life
The chrome and steel she rides
Collidin` with the very air she breathes
The air she breathes
Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2011 6:42 am
knew a girl named Leah who would singthis to me...
Think I'll pack it in
And buy a pick-up
Take it down to L.A.
Find a place to call my own
And try to fix up.
Start a brand new day.
The woman I'm thinking of,
She loved me all up
But I'm so down today
She's so fine, she's in my mind.
I hear her callin'.
See the lonely boy,
Out on the weekend
Trying to make it pay.
Can't relate to joy,
He tries to speak and
Can't begin to say.
She got pictures on the wall,
They make me look up
From her big brass bed.
Now I'm running down the road
Trying to stay up
Somewhere in her head.
The woman I'm thinking of,
She loved me all up
But I'm so down today
She's so fine she's in my mind.
I hear her callin'.
See the lonely boy,
Out on the weekend
Trying to make it pay.
Can't relate to joy,
He tries to speak and
Can't begin to say.
Think I'll pack it in
And buy a pick-up
Take it down to L.A.
Find a place to call my own
And try to fix up.
Start a brand new day.
The woman I'm thinking of,
She loved me all up
But I'm so down today
She's so fine, she's in my mind.
I hear her callin'.
See the lonely boy,
Out on the weekend
Trying to make it pay.
Can't relate to joy,
He tries to speak and
Can't begin to say.
She got pictures on the wall,
They make me look up
From her big brass bed.
Now I'm running down the road
Trying to stay up
Somewhere in her head.
The woman I'm thinking of,
She loved me all up
But I'm so down today
She's so fine she's in my mind.
I hear her callin'.
See the lonely boy,
Out on the weekend
Trying to make it pay.
Can't relate to joy,
He tries to speak and
Can't begin to say.
Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2011 10:06 pm
Well I left my home down on the rural route
Told my paw I'm going steppin' out
And get the honky tonk blues
Yeah the honky tonk blues
Hey lord I got em, the jumpin' ho-oo-nky tonk blues.
Told my paw I'm going steppin' out
And get the honky tonk blues
Yeah the honky tonk blues
Hey lord I got em, the jumpin' ho-oo-nky tonk blues.