Share with us your favorite lyric lines from tunes that are nearand dear to you. I'll start with; "Hitched a ride with a vending machine repairman Said he'd been down this road more than once or twice He was really high on intellectualism Ain't never been there but the brochure sure looks nice" Sheryl Crow - Every Day Is A Winding Road
Hatesong by Porcupine Tree "This is a hate song just meant for you I thought that I'd write it down while I still could I hope when you hear this you'll want to sue" ...or The Sound Of Muzak by Porcupine Tree "The music of rebellion Makes you want to rage But it's made by millionaires Who are nearly twice your age"
A couple of moldy oldies: Is it time to be an android not a man - Misfits, We Are 138 This transvestite moves by moonlight With six inch heels and a pink flashlight - Wednesday 13, Happily Ever Cadaver A new favorite: A perfect monster has no end Roky Erickson, Cold Night For Aligators
when we are young wandering the face of the earth wonderingt what our dreams might be worth learning that we're only immportal - for a limited time - dreamline, rush every single word of "circle game" by joni mitchell Yesterday a child came out to wonder Caught a dragonfly inside a jar Fearful when the sky was full of thunder And tearful at the falling of a star And the seasons they go round and round And the painted ponies go up and down We're captive on the carousel of time We can't return we can only look behind From where we came And go round and round and round In the circle game Then the child moved ten times round the seasons Skated over ten clear frozen streams Words like, when you're older, must appease him And promises of someday make his dreams And the seasons they go round and round And the painted ponies go up and down We're captive on the carousel of time We can't return we can only look behind From where we came And go round and round and round In the circle game Sixteen springs and sixteen summers gone now Cartwheels turn to car wheels through the town And they tell him, Take your time, it won't be long now Till you drag your feet to slow the circles down And the seasons they go round and round And the painted ponies go up and down We're captive on the carousel of time We can't return we can only look behind From where we came And go round and round and round In the circle game So the years spin by and now the boy is twenty Though his dreams have lost some grandeur coming true There'll be new dreams, maybe better dreams and plenty Before the last revolving year is through And the seasons they go round and round And the painted ponies go up and down We're captive on the carousel of time We can't return, we can only look behind From where we came And go round and round and round In the circle game And go round and round and round In the circle game
We can walk our road together If our goals are all the same. We can run alone and free If we pursue a different aim. Rush – The Sphere: A Kind Of Dream
Switching it over to AM Searching for a truer sound Can't recall the call letters Steel guitar and settle down Catching an all-night station somewhere in Louisiana It sounds like 1963, but for now it sounds like heaven from Windfall by Son Volt
So, so you think you can tell Heaven from hell Blue skies from pain Can you tell a green field From a cold steel rail A smile from a veil Do you think you can tell Did they get you to trade Your heroes for ghosts Hot ashes for trees Hot air for a cool breeze Cold comfort for change Did you exchange A walk on part in the war For a lead role in a cage. How I wish, how I wish you were here We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl Year after year Running over the same old ground What have we found The same old fears Wish you were here --Pink Floyd, Wish You Were Here
Their love was meant to last forever, them together; But the loved ones in our world will come and go. Their time and lives go quickly by, and she still cries, Remembering that autumn night that left her all alone. -- Droopy_TX (favorite lyric that I've written)
One of mine... Old Friend (I'll Have To Run) it’s funny how it’s good to have you as a friend even though you’re like a stray I never should have fed and I’ve accepted the notion you’ll always be around wonderin how I’ve been as that first one goes down (chorus) here we go again two old friends I’ll play the part I always do lay all my fears and hurt on you when you start feelin empty I’ll be about done it’ll be closing time anyway then I’ll have to run .....aint I always had to run (second verse ) I always was the one who never took the blame any time one was leavin denial named the game and through all the years you’ve listened never gave your point of view there’s times I’ve sat and wondered who’s really using who (chorus) here we go again two old friends I’ll play the part I always do lay all my fears and hurt on you when you start feelin empty I’ll be about done it’ll be closing time anyway then I’ll have to run .....aint I always had to run (bridge) what’s that they say about all bottled up I’ve got me enough to fill two so I’ll pour it out as I pour you in let it flow and give me some room (chorus) here we go again two old friends I’ll play the part I always do lay all my fears and hurt on you when you start feelin empty I’ll be about done it’ll be closing time anyway then I’ll have to run .....aint I always had to run © 2006 CAW All Rights Reserved
You're in a fight to the death my friend Black metal t-shirts your shield You've got your past on your breath my friend Now name all the monsters you've killed Let's name all the monsters you've killed Jason Isbell - Chaos and Clothes
So if you wake up with the sunrise And all your dreams are still as new And happiness is what you need so bad Girl, the answer lies with you, yeah — What Is and What Should Never Be, LED Zeppelin
“We came here to entertain you, leaving here we aggravate you. Don’t you know it means the same to me...” -David Lee Roth
I looked for you at every fiesta For you I wanted to meet Maybe I’d sell you a chicken With poison interlaced with the meat. Buenas Tardes Amigo Ween
Greetings from the North, Hear the sounds of life and death surging through the dank cement Merge with the infinite But I'm not ready for that yet... From 'The Bunker' by BEZHIG