My baby fits me like a flesh tuxedo,
I’d like to sink her with my pink torpedo
I’d like to sink her with my pink torpedo
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Best rock lyric ever?
- Thread starter AaronVonRock
- Start date
"She was buns-up kneelin'
I was wheelin' and dealin'"
Frank Zappa
Dinah-moe Humm
I was wheelin' and dealin'"
Frank Zappa
Dinah-moe Humm
I'm a seaside sittin', just a smokin' and a drinkin'
I'm ringside, on top of the world
I got a drink in my hand I got my toes in the sand
All I need is a beautiful girl
I'm ringside, on top of the world
I got a drink in my hand I got my toes in the sand
All I need is a beautiful girl
"You can't always do what's right, but you can always do what's left"
Josh Homme/Them crooked vultures
Josh Homme/Them crooked vultures
Wherever she goes, I go, we roll, we go Flying over cities down to Rio, it's real Love that I feel, well nothing lasts forever But I'm down for the minute so just chill
(if 2 suggestions isn't cheating)
(if 2 suggestions isn't cheating)
Well did she make you cry
Make you break down
Shatter your illusions of love
And is it over now, do you know how
Pickup the pieces and go home.
Make you break down
Shatter your illusions of love
And is it over now, do you know how
Pickup the pieces and go home.
- Dec 21, 2007
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Man, man, your time is sand, your ways are leaves upon the sea
I am the eyes of Nostradamus, all your ways are known to me.
- Al Stewart
I am the eyes of Nostradamus, all your ways are known to me.
- Al Stewart
Burwabit
Likes guitars that tune good and firm feelin women
I remember you well in the Chelsea hotel
You were talking so brave and so sweet
Giving me head on the unmade bed
While the limousines wait in the street
- Leonard Cohen
This room smells like hotel illness
The scars I hide are now your business
I can't seem to make hair nor hide of this
No baby love is not a punishment.
- The Black Crowes
I can't stand it, I know you planned it
But I'm gonna set it straight this watergate
- Beastie Boys
Heaven let your light shine down
- Collective Soul
You were talking so brave and so sweet
Giving me head on the unmade bed
While the limousines wait in the street
- Leonard Cohen
This room smells like hotel illness
The scars I hide are now your business
I can't seem to make hair nor hide of this
No baby love is not a punishment.
- The Black Crowes
I can't stand it, I know you planned it
But I'm gonna set it straight this watergate
- Beastie Boys
Heaven let your light shine down
- Collective Soul
I’m not sure, but if someone put a gun to my head, I might call This the Best damned rock n roll song ever written...
Could be...
Just sayin’...
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My Momma talk to me,
Try to tell me how to live
But I don't listen to her,
Cause my head is like a sieve
Try to tell me how to live
But I don't listen to her,
Cause my head is like a sieve
The priest wore black on the seventh day
And sat stone-faced while the building burned
I waited for you on the running boards
Near the cypress trees, while the springtime turned
Slowly into autumn
--Bob Dylan (THE man)
And sat stone-faced while the building burned
I waited for you on the running boards
Near the cypress trees, while the springtime turned
Slowly into autumn
--Bob Dylan (THE man)
They say that patriotism is the last refuge
To which a scoundrel clings
Steal a little and they throw you in jail
Steal a lot and they make you king
Sweatheart Like You
Bob Dylan
To which a scoundrel clings
Steal a little and they throw you in jail
Steal a lot and they make you king
Sweatheart Like You
Bob Dylan
Ha. Earache My Eye!
Hmm. "Earache" is a weird looking word.
Like it should be pronounced "ee-uh-RAH-chay."
And you know
that you're over the hill
when your mind makes a promise that your body can't fill
that you're over the hill
when your mind makes a promise that your body can't fill
Quite possibly my favorite artist, both musically/lyrically and in his paintings.
Lost icka toe rest
Might like a sender doe ree
Your make a doll a ray day sender bright like a penalty
Exit ease my ray day member half lost a beat away
Purst in like a one-way sender
War give a heart like a fay
'Cause I can ford a red reed
Only street wide, a reed land
Diamond make a mid-evil bike
A sake like a reed caste
'Cause I can ford a red reed
Only street wide, a reed land
On a reed land
Find a reed land
You sink my swan
Rolly get a worst in
Maybe minus way far central
Poor forty duck a pin
Milk maid dud bean
Master a load a head
Pill pop a dope
A well-run general hash pump gonna led
Might like a sender doe ree
Your make a doll a ray day sender bright like a penalty
Exit ease my ray day member half lost a beat away
Purst in like a one-way sender
War give a heart like a fay
'Cause I can ford a red reed
Only street wide, a reed land
Diamond make a mid-evil bike
A sake like a reed caste
'Cause I can ford a red reed
Only street wide, a reed land
On a reed land
Find a reed land
You sink my swan
Rolly get a worst in
Maybe minus way far central
Poor forty duck a pin
Milk maid dud bean
Master a load a head
Pill pop a dope
A well-run general hash pump gonna led
No more pencils no more books
No more teacher's dirty looks yeah
Well we got no class
And we got no principals
And we got no innocence
We can't even think of a word that rhymes
No more teacher's dirty looks yeah
Well we got no class
And we got no principals
And we got no innocence
We can't even think of a word that rhymes
