W hat is your favourite song lyric, and why?

rawn · 13-05-2015 03:30AM #1

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 · 13-05-2015 03:46AM

The

Because its universally known.

Flood · 13-05-2015 03:50AM

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 · 13-05-2015 03:55AM

"See a nigga, pull the trigger!"

-Elvis.

rawn · 13-05-2015 03:59AM

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

-=al=- · 13-05-2015 04:00AM

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 · 13-05-2015 04:01AM

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

-Barry White.

rawn · 13-05-2015 04:01AM

Princess Laika wrote: »

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

-Barry White.

See, THIS man gets it.

Flood · 13-05-2015 04:05AM

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 · 13-05-2015 04:09AM

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 · 13-05-2015 05:16AM

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 · 13-05-2015 05:20AM

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

force eleven · 13-05-2015 05:32AM

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 · 13-05-2015 05:36AM

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 · 13-05-2015 05:49AM

Where me jumper,
Where me jumper,
Bumper to bumper

Kauto0709 · 13-05-2015 05:59AM

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.

13-05-2015 06:07AM

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

fermanagh_man · 13-05-2015 06:28AM

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 · 13-05-2015 08:44AM

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

biko · 13-05-2015 08:58AM

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

anncoates · 13-05-2015 09:01AM

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 · 13-05-2015 09:06AM

Kickin and a gouging

In the mud and the blood and the beer

scouttio · 13-05-2015 09:07AM

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 · 13-05-2015 09:09AM

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

- Bob Dylan.

Such a wonderful insult.

sbsquarepants · 13-05-2015 09:14AM

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

From Jungleland by Bruce Springsteen

RhubarbCrumble · 13-05-2015 09:19AM

"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 · 13-05-2015 09:24AM

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 · 13-05-2015 09:28AM

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 · 13-05-2015 09:34AM

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 · 13-05-2015 09:35AM

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 · 13-05-2015 09:39AM

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

W hat is your favourite song lyric, and why?

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