W hat is your favourite song lyric, and why?

rawn

Mine is;

"Like all good fruits the balance of life is in the ripe and ruin"

(Alt-J - Ripe and Ruin- An Awesome Wave)

To me, it means that the best times of your life are in between life and death.

But of course, lyrics are subjective, so I'm curious about what other boardsies get out of their favourite lyrics lyrics.

hefferboi

The



Because its universally known.

Flood

silverfeather wrote: »

Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather
Whiplash girlchild in the dark
Comes in bells, your servant, don't forsake him
Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart
Downy sins of streetlight fancies
Chase the costumes she shall wear
Ermine furs adorn the imperious
Severin, Severin awaits you there
I am tired, I am weary
I could sleep for a thousand years
A thousand dreams that would awake me
Different colors made of tears
Kiss the boot of shiny, shiny leather
Shiny leather in the dark
Tongue of thongs, the belt that does await you
Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart
Severin, Severin, speak so slightly
Severin, down on your bended knee
Taste the whip, in love not given lightly
Taste the whip, now plead for me
I am tired, I am weary
I could sleep for a thousand years
A thousand dreams that would awake me
Different colors made of tears
Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather
Whiplash girlchild in the dark
Severin, your servant comes in bells, please don't forsake him
Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart

Nice

Princess Laika

"See a nigga, pull the trigger!"

-Elvis.

rawn

Ok to be clear I meant lyric, as in one or two sentences :P not whole songs!

-=al=-

I have a few but Peter Gabriel's 'Mercy St.' came to mind first. Slightly dark but always stuck out in my head over the years...


Looking down on empty streets, all she can see
Are the dreams all made solid
Are the dreams all made real

All of the buildings, all of those cars
Were once just a dream
In somebody's head

She pictures the broken glass, she pictures the steam
She pictures a soul
With no leak at the seam

Let's take the boat out
Wait until darkness
Let's take the boat out
Wait until darkness comes

Nowhere in the corridors of pale green and grey
Nowhere in the suburbs
In the cold light of day
There in the midst of it so alive and alone
Words support like bone

Dreaming of Mercy Street
Wear your inside out
Looking for mercy
In your daddy's arms again
Dreaming of Mercy Street
'Swear they moved that sign
Looking for mercy
In your daddy's arms

Pulling out the papers from drawers that slide smooth
Tugging at the darkness, word upon word
Confessing all the secret things in the warm velvet box
To the priest, he's the doctor
He can handle the shocks
Dreaming of the tenderness, the tremble in the hips
Of kissing Mary's lips

Dreaming of Mercy Street
Wear your inside out
Dreaming of mercy
In your daddy's arms again
Dreaming of Mercy Street
'Swear they moved that sign
Looking for mercy
In your daddy's arms

Looking for mercy
Looking for mercy
Looking for mercy
Mercy, mercy

Anne, with her father is out in the boat
Riding the water
Riding the waves on the sea

The bit highlighted in bold always gets me and of course it all makes more sense with the music to aid the lyrics. "Wear your inside out" is pretty memorable to me also

Gabriel was inspired by the works and poems of Anne Sexton for this.

If you have a few mins and don't know it it's hard not to get sucked in by it

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NX7zIypE2FE

Fever Ray also covered it a few years ago. - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rmf0_zRdiq4

Princess Laika

"It's OK to eat fish cos they don't have any feelings."

-Barry White.

rawn

Princess Laika wrote: »

"It's OK to eat fish cos they don't have any feelings."

-Barry White.

See, THIS man gets it.

Flood

Ag gabháil dom sior chun Droichead Uí Mhóradha,
Píce im dhóid 's mé ag dul i meithil,
Cé casfaí orm i gcuma ceoidh,
Ach pocán crón is é ar buile.

Curfá:
Ailliliú, puilliliú, ailliliú tá an puc ar buile!
Ailliliú, puilliliú, ailliliú tá an puc ar buile!

Do ritheamar trasna trí ruillógach,
Is do ghluais an comhrac ar fud na muinge,
Is treascairt do bhfuair sé sna turtóga,
Chuas ina ainneoin ina dhrom le fuinneamh.

Curfá

Níor fhág sé carraig go raibh scót ann,
Ná gur rith le fórsa chun mé a mhilleadh,
S'Ansan sea do cháith sé an léim ba mhó,
Le fána mhór na Faille Bríce.

Curfá

Bhí garda mór i mBaile an Róistigh,
Is bhailigh fórsa chun sinn a chlipeadh,
Do bhuail sé rop dá adhairc sa tóin ann,
S'dá bhríste nua do dhein sé giobail.

Curfá

I nDaingean Uí Chúis le haghaidh an tráthnóna,
Bhí an sagart paróiste amach 'nár gcoinnibh,
Is é dúirt gurbh é an diabhal ba Dhóigh leis,
A ghaibh an treo ar phocán buile.

Curfá

guitarzero

The Strokes, The Ize of The World


I think I know what you mean but watch what you say
'Cause they'll be trying to knock you down in some way
Sometimes it feels like the world is falling asleep
How do you wake someone up from inside a dream?

Your mind would wander and search for its place in the night
Your body followed this feeling like following light
Once that your music was born it followed you 'round
And then it gave your activities meaning and let you be loud

You're sad but you smile, it's not in your eyes
Your eyeballs don't change, it's the muscles around your eyes

An egg to fertilize, a pulse to stabilize
A body to deodorize, a life to scrutinize
A child to criticize, young adults to modernize
Citizens to terrorize, generations to desensitize

Your dreams are sweet and obsessed and you're overworked
You're over taken by visions of being overlooked
How disappointed would D.I.D.I.P.P. be
To see such our power in our hands all wasted on greed?
Am I a prisoner to instincts or do my thoughts just live as free
And detached as boats to the dock?

Just like the music was born and detached from your heart
Is your free time to free minds or for falling apart?
Night after night you turn off the light
You don't fall asleep, right away, are we, are we done?

A desk to organize, a product to advertise
A market to monopolize, movie stars you idolize
Leaders to scandalize, enemies to neutralize
No time to apologize, fury to tranquilize
Weapons to synchronize, cities to vapor-i...

bodice ripper

And I am nothing of a builder
But here I dreamt I was an architect
And I built this balustrade
To keep you home, to keep you safe
From the outside world
But the angles and the corners
Even though my work is unparalleled
They never seemed to meet
This structure fell about our feet
And we were free to go

Here I Dreamt I Was An Architect by The Decemberists

Formosa

Turn around bitch, I've gotta use for you...

force eleven

Dusty In Here

The Go-Betweens

 

like a ghost
a ghost of something old
it's cold and dusty in here
just twenty years
and six feet down I'm told
I know your face
I share your name
in the dark
when shadows have their way
a finger's a chimney
and the moon's on fire
then sleep arrives
he's got his bags and wares
the dragon sleeps
and St. George stares
you won't write, no you won't write
that's all I ask, that you just write
and you say no, that you can't speak
you've lost your voice, you let it go
you let it go
like a ghost
a ghost of something old
it's cold and dusty in here
it's in your hand
it sits just like a glove
the finger traces the lines of love
it's cold and dusty in here
someone you knew
is watching you
I'm someone you knew.

 A song written about his father who died when he was four, aged only 38. Sadly Grant McLennan also died young in 2006.

Collie D

rawn wrote: »

Ok to be clear I meant lyric, as in one or two sentences :P not whole songs!

Thread has gone horribly wrong.

I was looking for a job
And then I found a job
And heaven knows
I'm miserable now

The Smiths

worded

Where me jumper,
Where me jumper,
Bumper to bumper

Kauto0709

Nothing lasts forever even cold November rain




Just remember in the winter, far beneath the bitter snows, lies the seed that with the sun's love, in the spring becomes the rose.

Where are you going,
With your fetlocks blowing
In the wind?

fermanagh_man

Editors

''"The saddest thing that I'd ever seen, were smokers outside the hospital doors"'

I could post another 10 from the Editors alone

fizzypish

"Oh no there ain't no rest for the wicked, Until we close our eyes for good."

biko

Voglia di stringersi e poi
vino bianco, fiori e vecchie canzoni
e si rideva di noi
che imbroglio era
maledetta primavera.

anncoates

That song by Foreigner with the immortal soft-rock line:

Can we make a secret rendezvous, if you can get away from you know who

Works better with air guitar.

Chancer3001

Kickin and a gouging

In the mud and the blood and the beer

scouttio

You put the lime in the coconut, you drink 'em both together
Put the lime in the coconut, then you feel better
Put the lime in the coconut, drink 'em both up
Put the lime in the coconut, and call me in the morning

The King of Moo

"You're an idiot babe, it's a wonder that you still know how to breathe."

- Bob Dylan.

Such a wonderful insult.

sbsquarepants

Barefoot girl, sitting on the hood of a dodge,
Drinking warm beer in the soft summer rain.

From Jungleland by Bruce Springsteen

RhubarbCrumble

"Wherever you are, whenever it's right, you'll come out of nowhere and into my life"

Wish he'd get a move on!

RobertKK

Taylor Swift: Better than revenge.

It is about a real woman (with a reputation) who stole her man.

She's not a saint and she's not what you think
She's an actress, whoa
She's better known for the things that she does
On the mattress, whoa
Soon she's gonna find
Stealing other people's toys on the playground
Won't make you many friends
She should keep in mind,
She should keep in mind
There is nothing I do better than revenge, ha

galljga1

Once upon a time at home
I sat beside the telephone
Waiting for someone to pull me through
When at last it didn't ring I knew it wasn't you

The Backwards Man

anncoates wrote: »

That song by Foreigner with the immortal soft-rock line:

Can we make a secret rendezvous, if you can get away from you know who

Works better with air guitar.

Are you hot Mama? You sure look that way to me

smash

If your stripper name "Porscha" and you get tips from many men
Then your fat friend, her nickname is "Minivan"

Kanye West: Diamonds from Sierra Leone

Cracks me up...

Mahogany Gaspipe

Sometimes the last thing you want comes in first
Sometimes the first thing you want never comes
But I know that waiting is all you can do
Sometimes

AQUALUNG Strange And Beautiful

Banjo String

rawn wrote: »

Ok to be clear I meant lyric, as in one or two sentences :P not whole songs!

I like big butts and I cannot lie!

Sir Mixalot.

anncoates

The Backwards Man wrote: »

Are you hot Mama? You sure look that way to me

I thanked this in soft-rock brotherhood.

I'm not flirting with you.

xalot

"Just because you feel it doesn't mean it's there" - Radiohead, there,there

Time is on loan - only ours to borrow
What I can't be today - I can be tomorrow

And the more I see - the more I know
The more I know - the less I understand.

I'm the changingman - built on shifting sands
I'm the changingman - waiting for the bang-
To light a bitter fuse

Paul Weller

'The more I know, the less I understand' is like a motto to me.

Reoil

"I was lost till you were found
But I never knew how far down
I was falling
Before I reached the bottom"

Meat Loaf - For Crying Out Loud

eamonnq

Got a woman C-O to call me a copter
She tried to get away, and I popped her
Twice, right
Now who wanna get nice?
I had 6 C-Os, now it's 5 to go

Valetta

The piano has been drinking
My necktie is asleep
And the combo went back to New York
The jukebox has to take a leak

And the carpet needs a haircut
And the spotlight looks like a prison break
'Cause the telephone's out of cigarettes
And the balcony's on the make

And the piano has been drinking
The piano has been drinking

And the menus are all freezing
And the light man's blind in one eye
And he can't see out of the other
And the piano-tuner's got a hearing aid
And he showed up with his mother

And the piano has been drinking
The piano has been drinking

'Cause the bouncer is a sumo wrestler
Cream puff Casper milk toast
And the owner is a mental midget
With the I.Q. of a fencepost

'Cause the piano has been drinking
The piano has been drinking

And you can't find your waitress
With a geiger counter
And she hates you and your friends
And you just can't get served without her

And the box-office is drooling
And the bar stools are on fire
And the newspapers were fooling
And the ash-trays have retired

'Cause the piano has been drinking
The piano has been drinking
The piano has been drinking

Not me, not me, not me, not me, not me


Songwriters
TOM WAITS

Valetta

Valetta wrote: »

The piano has been drinking
My necktie is asleep... not me


Songwriters
TOM WAITS

I love Tom Waits. Saving All My Love For You is my heartbreak song, makes me tear up every single time.

'I know I'm irresponsible and I don't behave,
And I ruin everything that I do,
And I'll probably get arrested when I'm in my grave,
But I'll be savin' all my love for you.'

The Backwards Man

The rampage grew wilder with each passing day
The odds growing smaller with each getaway
With the end growing closer the harder they fought
With blood on their hands they were bound to get caught


Sometimes simple works too.

LordSutch

Life is what happens to you while you're busy making other plans . . . .
(John Lennon).

The older I get the more I can appreciate this.

podgemonster

Sunday Morning Coming Down by Kris Kristofferson

Well, I woke up Sunday morning
With no way to hold my head that didn't hurt.
And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad,
So I had one more for dessert.
Then I fumbled in my closet through my clothes
And found my cleanest dirty shirt.
Then I washed my face and combed my hair
And stumbled down the stairs to meet the day.

Just what a pure mess the guys life is and how lonely he is is highlighted by the quiet nature of a Sunday morning.

The Backwards Man

KK is a legend, he has no place being included in a thread detailing the songwriting skills of mere mortals.

harvester of sorrow

"My life suffocates,planting seeds of hate"

Harvester of sorrow.

fricatus

So you've found a girl who thinks really deep thoughts
What's so amazing about really deep thoughts?
Boy you best pray that I bleed real soon
How's that thought for you?

Tori Amos - "Silent all these years"

Still sends a chill through me, 23 years on!

fussyonion

"Early morning when I wake up
I look like Kiss but without the make up
And that's a good line to take it to
The bridge"

- Strong by Robbie Williams

"it's not always rainbows and butterflies"

Maroon 5 of all people.

Reminds of a time when someone made me feel truly beautiful.

mathie

fermanagh_man wrote: »

Editors

''"The saddest thing that I'd ever seen, were smokers outside the hospital doors"'

I could post another 10 from the Editors alone

Please don't.

sbsquarepants

fricatus wrote: »

So you've found a girl who thinks really deep thoughts
What's so amazing about really deep thoughts?
Boy you best pray that I bleed real soon
How's that thought for you?

Tori Amos - "Silent all these years"

Still sends a chill through me, 23 years on!

I know it's supposed to just be a line or two - but


When you gonna make up your mind
When you gonna love you as much as I do
When you gonna make up your mind
Cause things are gonna change so fast
All the white horses are still in bed
I tell you that I'll always want you near
You say that things change my dear

Winter, Tori Amos - from the same album and one of my all time favourite songs.

Always reminds me to cherish the times when your kids actually want you around all the time - I have 2 adult(ish) kids and 2 babies, the transition from baby to adult is literally the blink of an eye. Sometimes when they're young and dragging you around you think "jesus, I wish they'd give me a break" But then they get a bit older and give you that break - you'd be amazed at how much you miss being dragged around!

Menas

You used to laugh about,
Everybody that was hanging out
Now you don’t talk so loud
Now you don’t seem so proud
About having to be scrounging for your next meal

HOW DOES IT FEEL?

Now here you go again
You say you want your freedom
Well who am I to keep you down
It's only right that you should
Play the way you feel it
But listen carefully to the sound
Of your loneliness
Like a heartbeat .. drives you mad
In the stillness of remembering what you had
And what you lost ...


Dreams, Stevie Nicks.