Favorite lyrics?

[Sorus]

Lake of Tears

Raistlin and the Rose

Shadows, shadows and fever,
No one hears him cry so he turns to evil
Only now, only now does he know

Pains, always those pains,
Once he turns that way he will do it again
Only now, only now does he know,
Silver doom, unseen moon will show

As they dance under the moon
They bring doom,
He calls her friend and says he'll change
She calls him friend and he deceives again

Flowers, a scent of flowers,
Always on his mind so he deceives her
Only now, only now does she know

Love, love makes her blind,
Soon she follows him through the doors of time
Only now, only now does she know,
Silver doom, unseen moon will show
As they dance under the moon
They bring doom,
He calls her friend and says he'll change
She calls him friend and he deceives again

[danlo]

Never Get Old-David Bowie

Better take care
Think I better go, better get a room
Better take care of me
Again and again

I think about this and I think about personal history
Better take care
I breathe so deep when the movie gets real
When the star turns round
Again and again
He looks me in the eye says he's got his mind on a countdown 3-2-1
Forever

I'm screaming that I'm gonna be living on till the end of time
Forever
The sky splits open to a dull red skull
My head hangs low 'cause it's all over now

And there's never gonna be enough money
And there's never gonna be enough drugs
And I'm never ever gonna get old
There's never gonna be enough bullets
There's never gonna be enough sex
And I'm never ever gonna get old
So I'm never ever gonna get high
And I'm never ever gonna get low
And I'm never ever gonna get old

Better take care

The moon flows on to the edges of the world because of you
Again and again
And I'm awake in an age of light living it because of you
Better take care
I'm looking at the future solid as a rock because of you
Again and again

Wanna be here and I wanna be there
Living just like you, living just like me
Forever
Putting on my gloves and bury my bones in the marshland
Forever
Think about my soul but I don't need a thing just the ring of the bell in the pure clean air

And I'm running down the street of life
And I'm never gonna let you die
And I'm never ever gonna get old
And I'm never ever gonna get
I'm never ever gonna get
I'm never ever gonna get old
And I'm never ever gonna get
And I'm never ever gonna get
Never ever gonna get old

[The Laughing Man]

"The Denial Twist"

If you think that a kiss is all in the lips
C'mon, you got it all wrong, man
And if you think that our dance was all in the hips
Oh well, then do the twist
If you think holding hands is all in the fingers
Grab hold of the soul where the memory lingers and
Make sure to never do it with the singer
'Cause he'll tell everyone in the world

What he was thinking about the girl
Ya, what he's thinking about the girl, oh

A lot of people get confused and they bruise
Real easy when it comes to love
They start putting on their shoes and walking out
And singing "boy, I think I had enough"

Just because she makes a big rumpus
She don't mean to be mean or hurt you on purpose, boy
Take a tip and do yourself a little service
Take a mountain turn it into a mole

Just by playing a different role
Ya, by playing a different role, oh

The boat ya you know she's rockin' it
And the truth well ya know there's no stoppin' it

The boat ya you know she's still rockin' it
The truth well you know there's no stoppin' it

So what, somebody left you in a rut
And wants to be the one who's in control
But the feeling that you're under can really make you wonder
How the hell she can be so cold

So now you're mad, denying the truth
And it's hidden in the wisdom in the back of your tooth
Ya need ta spit it out, in a telephone booth
While ya call everyone that you know, and ask 'em

Where do you think she goes
Oh ya, where d'ya suppose she goes, oh

The truth well you know there's no stoppin' it
And the boat well ya know she's still rockin' it

The boat ya you know she's still rockin' it
And the truth ya you know there's no stoppin' it

You recognize with your back in the back?
That it's colder when she rocks the boat
But it's the cause hittin on the Cardinal Laws?
'bout the proper place to hang her coat

So to you, the truth is still hidden
And the soul plays the role of a lost little kitten but
You should know that the doctors weren't kiddin?
She's been singing it all along

But you were hearin' a different song
Ya you were hearin' a different song
But you were hearin' a different song

THE WHITE STRIPES

they were on The Daily Show? heh.

[danlo]

Your Possible Pasts
Pink Floyd
(The Final Cut)

they flutter behind you your possible pasts
some brighteyed and crazy some frightened and lost
a warning to anyone still in command
of their possible future to take care
in derilict sidings the poppies entwine
with cattle trucks lying in wait for the next time
do you remember me? how we used to be?
do you think we should be closer?
she stood in the doorway the ghost of a smile
haunting her face like a cheap hotel sign
her cold eyes imploring the men in their macs
for the gold in their bags or the knives in their backs
stepping up boldly one put out his hand
he said, "i was just a child then now i'm only a man"
do you remember me? how we used to be?
do you think we should be closer?
by the cold and religious we were taken in hand
shown how to feel good and told to feel bad
tongue tied and terrified we learned how to pray
now our feelings run deep and cold as the clay
and strung out behind us the banners and flags
of our possible pasts lie in tatters and rags
do you remember me? how we used to be?
do you think we should be closer?

[lucimay]

Driving home after the show
Listening to the radio
Speaker rattles
Driver side door
And Jane sings a song about
That old tin drum
Banging on the shore

There’s a tear in my heart
Thinking of so many friends
Some I just left
Some I’ll never see again

I’ll be home in just a few hours’ time
But for now I love the coffee
And exploding stars
And the fat moon shining on the passing cars

And this road
This road
It goes on like a dream
On like a dream
It’s all I can do to keep my hands on the wheel
Cause I’ve forgotten what is real
And I’m blinded by the snow
And the radio’s glow

Caffeine spills into my eyes
I feel like I could drive all night
Cause this highway
Is just a smile
On the hand of god
So I’ll abide

On this road
This road
It goes on like a dream
It’s all I can do to keep my hands on the wheel
Cause I’ve forgotten what is real
And I’m blinded by the snow
And the radio’s glow

This Road-Blue Rodeo

[sgt.null]

Phish: from Rift

FAST ENOUGH FOR YOU
If time were only part of the equation
Then you could draw the bound'ries of our cage
You wouldn't pile another stone upon me
And I'd be happy just to watch you age

But everything is in its own dominion
And waiting in the shallows as I do
Appeases me as water slowly trickles out
Which isn't nearly fast enough for you

It isn't nearly fast enough for you
It isn't nearly fast enough for you
Its what I was afraid of
I stumble into view
But it isn't nearly fast enough for you
It isn't nearly fast enough for you

THE HORSE
It's time I sling the baskets off this overburdened horse
Sink my toes into the ground and set a different course
Cause if I were here and you were there
I'd meet you in between
And not until my dying day, confess what I have seen.



SILENT IN THE MORNING
My glance is always darting, when I stroll the avenue
Avoiding all the obstacles that terrorize my view
If you are here with me, I trust you to lead the way
When you're not I follow you, and always go astray

Silent in the morning
Suspended in the trees
Lunch time comes you've found your voice
It brings me to my knees
The volume just increases
The resounding echoes grow
Till once again I bask in morning stillness, I love so

The target that I shoot for seems to move with every breath
I tighten all my arteries and make one last request
Divine creation hears me, and he squashes me with fear
I think that this exact thing happened to me, just last year

Silent in the morning
You found your voice that brings me to
Silent in the morning
You found your voice that brings me to
Silent in the morning
You found your voice that brings me to my knees
I will not dismiss you, shelter you, speak with you
Smile at you, trust in me, He'd like to brush you off, and I'd agree

[lucimay]

Where are you now
Are you in some hotel room
Does it have a view?
Are you caught in a crowd
Or holding some honey
Who came on to you?
Why do you have to be so jive
O.K. hang up the phone
It hurts
But something survives
Though it's undermined
I'd still like to see you sometime

I'm feeling so good
And my friends all tell me
That I'm looking fine
I run in the woods
I spring from the boulders
Like a mama lion
I'm not ready to
Change my name again
But you know I'm not after
A piece of your fortune
And your fame
'Cause I tasted mine
I'd just like to see you sometime

Pack your suspenders
I'll come meet your plane
No need to surrender
I just want to see you again

We're in for more rain
I could sure use some sunshine on my apple trees
It seems such a shame
We start out so kind and end so heartlessly
I couldn't take them all on then
With a headful of questions and hypes
So when the hopes got so slim
I just resigned
But I'd still like to see you sometime
I'd sure like to see you

joni

[The Laughing Man]

Big Yellow Taxi
Joni Mitchell


They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
With a pink hotel, a boutique
And a swinging hot SPOT
Don’t it always seem to go
That you don't know what you’ve got
‘Til it's gone
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot

They took all the trees
And put them in a tree museum
And they charged the people
A dollar and a half just to seem 'em
Don't it always seem to go,
That you don't know what you’ve got
‘Til it’s gone
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot

Hey farmer, farmer
Put away that DDT now
Give me spots on my apples
But LEAVE me the birds and the bees
Please!
Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you’ve got
‘Til its gone
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot

Late last night
I heard the screen door slam
And a big yellow taxi
Took away my old man
Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you’ve got
‘Til it’s gone
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot

I said
Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you’ve got
‘Til it’s gone
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot

They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot

[lucimay]

I am a woman of heart and mind
With time on her hands
No child to raise
You come to me like a little boy
And I give you my scorn and my praise
You think I’m like your mother
Or another lover or your sister
Or the queen of your dreams
Or just another silly girl
When love makes a fool of me

After the rush when you come back down
You’re always disappointed
Nothing seems to keep you high
Drive your bargains
Push your papers
Win your medals
F*ck your strangers
Don’t it leave you on the empty side
I’m looking for affection and respect
A little passion
And you want stimulation-nothing more
That’s what I think
But you know I’ll try to be there for you
When your spirits start to sink

All this talk about holiness now
It must be the start of the latest style
Is it all books and words
Or do you really feel it?
Do you really laugh?
Do you really care?
Do you really smile
When you smile?
You criticize and you flatter
You imitate the best
And the rest you memorize
You know the times you impress me most
Are the times when you don’t try
When you don’t even try

joni

[sgt.null]

for my UNH Wildcats.

Old New Hampshire
Written by Dr. John F. Holmes
Composed by Maurice Hoffmann

With a skill that knows no measure,
From the golden store of Fate
God, in His great love and wisdom,
Made the rugged Granite State;
Made the lakes, the fields, the forests;
Made the Rivers and the rills;
Made the bubbling, crystal fountains
Of New Hampshire's Granite Hills.

Old New Hampshire, Old New Hampshire
Old New Hampshire Grand and Great
We will sing of Old New Hampshire,
Of the dear old Granite State

Builded He New Hampshire glorious
From the borders to the sea;
And with matchless charm and splendor
Blessed her for eternity.
Here, the majesty of mountain;
Here, the grandeur of the lake;
Here, the truth as from the hillside
Whence her crystal waters break.

Old New Hampshire, Old New Hampshire
Old New Hampshire Grand and Great
We will sing of Old New Hampshire,
Of the dear old Granite State

[lucimay]

Raining in Baltimore
counting crows

This circus is falling down on its knees
The big top is crumbling down
It's raining in Baltimore fifty miles east
Where you should be, no one's around
I need a phone call
I need a raincoat
I need a big love
I need a phone call
These train conversations are passing me by
And I don't have nothing to say
You get what you pay for
But I just had no intention of living this way
I need a phone call
I need a plane ride
I need a sunburn
I need a raincoat
And I get no answers
And I don't get no change
It's raining in Baltimore, baby
But everything else is the same
There's things I remember and things I forget
I miss you I guess that I should
Three thousand five hundred miles away
But what would you change if you could?
I need a phone call Maybe I should buy a new car
I can always hear a freight train Baby, if I listen real hard
And I wish, I wish it was a small world
Because I'm lonely for the big towns
I'd like to hear a little guitar
I guess it's time to put the top down
I need a phone call
I need a raincoat
I really need a raincoat
I really really need a rain coat
I really really really need a rain coat
I really need a raincoat

[The Laughing Man]

• The Ballad Of Frankie Lee And Judas Priest
  Jerry Garcia
  
  Well, Frankie Lee and Judas Priest
  They were the best of friends
  So when Frankie Lee needed money one day
  Judas quickly pulled out a roll of tens
  And placed them on a footstool
  Just above the plotted plain
  Sayin', "Take your pick, Frankie Boy
  My loss will be your gain"
  
  Well, Frankie Lee, he sat right down
  And put his fingers to his chin
  But with the cold eyes of Judas on him
  His head began to spin
  "Would ya please not stare at me like that," he said
  "It's just my foolish pride
  But sometimes a man must be alone
  And this is no place to hide"
  
  Well, Judas, he just winked and said
  "All right, I'll leave you here
  But you'd better hurry up and choose
  Which of those bills you want
  Before they all disappear"
  "I'm gonna start my pickin' right now
  Just tell me where you'll be"
  
  Judas pointed down the road
  And said, "Eternity"
  "Eternity?" said Frankie Lee
  With a voice as cold as ice
  "That's right," said Judas Priest, "Eternity
  Though you might call it 'Paradise'"
  
  "I don't call it anything"
  Said Frankie Lee with a smile
  "All right," said Judas Priest
  "I'll see you after a while"
  
  Well, Frankie Lee, he sat back down
  Feelin' low and mean
  When just then a passing stranger
  Burst upon the scene
  Saying, "Are you Frankie Lee, the gambler
  Whose father is deceased?
  Well, if you are
  There's a fellow callin' you down the road
  And they say his name is Priest"
  
  "Oh, yes, he is my friend"
  Said Frankie Lee in fright
  "I do recall him very well
  In fact, he just left my sight"
  "Yes, that's the one," said the stranger
  As quiet as a mouse
  "Well, my message is, he's down the road
  Stranded in a house"
  
  Well, Frankie Lee, he panicked
  He dropped ev'rything and ran
  Until he came up to the spot
  Where Judas Priest did stand
  "What kind of house is this," he said
  "Where I have come to roam?"
  "It's not a house," said Judas Priest
  "It's not a house . . . it's a home"
  
  Well, Frankie Lee, he trembled
  He soon lost all control
  Over ev'rything which he had made
  While the mission bells did toll
  He just stood there staring
  At that big house as bright as any sun
  With four and twenty windows
  And a woman's face in ev'ry one
  
  Well, up the stairs ran Frankie Lee
  With a soulful, bounding leap
  And, foaming at the mouth
  He began to make his midnight creep
  For sixteen nights and days he raved
  But on the seventeenth he burst
  Into the arms of Judas Priest
  Which is where he died of thirst
  
  No one tried to say a thing
  When they took him out in jest
  Except, of course, the little neighbor boy
  Who carried him to rest
  And he just walked along, alone
  With his guilt so well concealed
  And muttered underneath his breath
  "Nothing is revealed"
  
  Well, the moral of the story
  The moral of this song
  Is simply that one should never be
  Where one does not belong
  So when you see your neighbor carryin' somethin'
  Help him with his load
  And don't go mistaking Paradise
  For that home across the road

[sgt.null]

Ladies and Gentlemen, Boys and Girls,
Pop Goes The World, By Men Without Hats

Johnny played guitar, Jenny played bass.
Name of the band is The Human Race.
Everybody tell me have you heard? Pop goes the world.

Jenny played keyboard, Johnny played drums,
Called Little Baby and a big Bonhomme
Everybody tell me have you heard? Pop Goes The World.

It goes something like this: (p p p pop)

Johnny and Jenny had a crazy dream,
See their pictures in a magazine.
Every little boy needs a girl.
Pop Goes The World.

Jenny and Johnny getting smart (it seems)
Made more money on a movie screen.
Every little nest needs a bird.
Pop Goes The World.

One two three and four is five,
Everybody here is a friend of mine.

[Sorus]

Rush - Dreamline

He's got a road map of Jupiter
A radar fix on the stars
All along the highway
She's got a liquid-crystal compass
A picture book of the rivers
Under the Sahara

They travel in the time of the prophets
On a desert highway straight to the heart of the sun
Like lovers and heroes, and the restless part of everyone
We're only at home when we're on the run
On the run

He's got a star map of Hollywood
A list of cheap motels
All along the freeway
She's got a sister out in Vegas
The promise of a decent job
Far away from her hometown

They travel on the road to redemption
A highway out of yesterday -- that tomorrow will bring
Like lovers and heroes, birds in the last days of spring
We're only at home when we're on the wing
On the wing

When we are young
Wandering the face of the Earth
Wondering what our dreams might be worth
Learning that we're only immortal
For a limited time

Time is a gypsy caravan
Steals away in the night
To leave you stranded in Dreamland
Distance is a long-range filter
Memory a flickering light
Left behind in the heartland

We travel in the dark of the new moon
A starry highway traced on the map of the sky
Like lovers and heroes, lonely as the eagle's cry
We're only at home when we're on the fly
On the fly

When we are young
Wandering the face of the Earth
Wondering what our dreams might be worth
Learning that we're only immortal
For a limited time

We travel on the road to adventure
On a desert highway straight to the heart of the sun
Like lovers and hereos, and the restless part of everyone
We're only at home when we're on the run
On the run...

[sgt.null]

Fat Old Sun
Pink Floyd

When the fat old sun in the sky is falling,
Summer evening birds are calling.
Summer's thunder time of year,
The sound of music in my ears.
Distant bells,
New mown grass smells so sweet.
By the river holding hands,
Roll me up and lay me down.
And if you sit,
Don't make a sound.
Pick your feet up off the ground.
And if you hear as the warm night falls
The silver sound from a time so strange,
Sing to me, sing to me.

When that fat old sun in the sky is falling,
Summer evening birds are calling.
Children's laughter in my ears,
The last sunlight disappears.

And if you sit,
Don't make a sound.
Pick your feet up off the ground.
And if you hear as the warm night falls
The silver sound from a time so strange,
Sing to me, sing to me.

[lucimay]

Somebody Else's Town
Crosby, Pevar, & Raymond


Blood is thicker than water
Friendship's stronger than fear
Love is God's favorite daughter
It's perfectly clear

I can see it tonight
In the comet's faint light
As my heels hit the pavement wet from the light
Rain that's coming whispering down
On somebody else's town

A broken down diner with three people in it
Pulls my attention for half a minute
I think about tryin' to talk to explain
Why I'm takin' this walk

Why a simple motel room
Can be some kind of hell room
It's making me get up and stalk this way
Cause I don't want to say that I'm down
In somebody else's town

I am stronger than this
I've been here before
I am no f*cking kid
In his first taste of war
With loneliness drifting around
Here in somebody else's town

Music spills out into the street
Must be someone in there I could meet
But I think I will telephone home
Hear that soft sleepy voice on the phone
Keep them awake by the sound of my talking
Tell the truths I found out walkin'
In somebody else's town

[Sorus]

Rush - Red Barchetta

My uncle has a country place, that no one knows about
He says it used to be a farm, before the motor law
And on sundays I elude the ’eyes’ and hop the turbine freight
To far outside the wire, where my white-haired uncle waits.

Jump to the ground
As the turbo slows to cross the borderline
Run like the wind,
As excitement shivers up and down my spine
Down in his barn
My uncle preserved for me, an old machine ---
For fifty-odd years
To keep it as new has been his dearest dream

I strip away the old debris, that hides a shining car
A brilliant red barchetta, from a better, vanished time
I fire up the willing engine, responding with a roar
Tires spitting gravel, I commit my weekly crime...

Wind in my hair ---
Shifting and drifting ---
Mechanical music ---
Adrenalin surge ---

Well-weathered leather
Hot metal and oil
The scented country air
Sunlight on chrome
The blur of the landscape
Every nerve aware

Suddenly, ahead of me, across the mountainside
A gleaming alloy air-car shoots towards me, two lanes wide
I spin around with shrieking tires, to run the deadly race
Go screaming through the valley as another joins the chase

Drive like the wind
Straining the limits of machine and man
Laughing out loud
With fear and hope, I’ve got a desperate plan

At the one-lane bridge
I leave the giants stranded
At the riverside
Race back to the farm
To dream with my uncle
At the fireside...

[The Laughing Man]

• Danger! High Voltage - Electric Six
  
  Fire in the disco
  Fire in the taco bell
  Fire in the disco
  Fire in the gates of hell
  
  Don't you want to know how we keep starting fires?
  It's my desire, It's my desire, It's my desire
  
  Don't you want to know how we keep starting fires?
  It's my desire, It's my desire, It's my desire
  
  Danger! Danger! High Voltage!
  When we touch, When we kiss
  Danger! Danger! High Voltage!
  When we touch, when we kiss
  when we touch
  
  Danger! Danger! High Voltage!
  When we touch, When we kiss
  Danger! Danger! High Voltage!
  When we touch, when we kiss
  when we touch, when we kiss
  
  Don't you want to know how we keep starting fires?
  It's my desire, It's my desire
  
  Don't you want to know how we keep starting fires?
  It's my desire, It's my desire
  
  Danger! Danger! High Voltage!
  When we touch, When we kiss
  Danger! Danger! High Voltage!
  When we touch, when we kiss
  when we touch
  
  Danger! Danger! High Voltage!
  When we touch, When we kiss
  Danger! Danger! High Voltage!
  When we touch, when we kiss
  when we touch, when we kiss
  
  lover!
  
  Fire in the disco
  Fire in the disco
  Fire in the taco bell
  Fire in the disco
  Fire in the disco
  Fire in the gates of Hell
  
  Gates of Hell

[lucimay]

see the migrant wing against the sky
know exactly where, don't know why
someday i will serve you someday

see the water falling from the clouds
know exactly where, don't know how
someday i will serve you someday

now the moon will rise on your naked faith
calling waves to break where you bathe
someday i will serve you someday

chris whitley

[danlo]

Rapid Transit-Neil Young

RRRRRRRRRapid transit.
PPPPPPPPPublic service.
I'm standing in my line.

MMMMMMMMMelt down.
CCCCCCCCContainment.
I'm standing in my line

Hang ten pipeline,
let's go trippin'
Hang ten pipeline,
let's go trippin'
Hang ten pipeline,
let's go trippin'
Every wave is new
until it breaks.

Go! (intense guitar)

SSSSSSSSSecret service
PPPPPPPPPPublic enemy
I'm standing in my line

Hang ten pipeline,
let's go trippin'
Hang ten pipeline,
let's go trippin'
Hang ten pipeline,
no wave rocker
Every wave is new
until it breaks.

Go! (more)