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Post your favorite lyric!

Discussion in 'Miscellaneous [BG]' started by Blackbird, Jul 3, 2001.


  1. Blackbird

    Blackbird Moderator Staff Member Supporting Member

    Mar 18, 2000
    California
    Well, If not your favorite, at least one of your favorites. Hope this thread has some interesting words that get lost in good music, but do just as well on their own.

    This is "Billy Morgan" by The Men They Couldn't Hang. I'm sure it's about some real occurence in the history of Europe, although I haven't been able to discover what.


    Morgan, the man with no tan comes in, on the midday train.
    Takes a room in the pensionne down by the beach,
    Unwraps his pistol, counts out the bullets beside it,
    Four bullets, two men. It's certain with two bullets each.

    Down in the town, the old men sit 'round by the harbor.
    Watch as the tourists break all etiquette in the bars.
    At twilight the festival starts with a feast in the plaza.
    It's followed by music, wine, fireworks and cigars.

    Twilight arrives, the streets come alight.
    The mayor and the chief watch it begin.
    A girl on a bike turns very businesslike.
    Leave fifty grand and a pardon for the sin.

    So it's goodbye, Billy Morgan,
    Known from Amsterdam to Tripoli,
    You can taste your death in every silent breath.
    Fear the curse, thought the enemy.

    On Morgan's cheap TV, the ministers agree at the summit.
    In the room straight above, there's a couple making love with a cheer.
    Out across the water, the statue of christ throws a shadow,
    It falls across the city, to the window of the volunteer.

    On the Avenue de France, a beggar does the dance.
    Sells "Chocolate" to the army band en masse.
    The Guardia Civil get a tip about the kill.
    Morgan doubts, but no one's out to ask.

    So it's goodbye, Billy Morgan,
    Known from Amsterdam to Tripoli
    You can taste your death in every silent breath.
    Fear the curse, thought the enemy.

    The Festival's begun. Morgan tucks his gun inside his jacket.
    Walks toward the plaza singing "Boys of the old Brigade",
    If followed by a rifle, confronted by the guards at the corner,
    Lifts his hands like the statue and dies... in the fusilade.

    Now the gunfire's heard, someone gives the word.
    Fireworks crash, the marching band turns right.
    Someone in a mask throws a bomb, does the task.
    Rides off with the girl on the back of the motorbike.

    So it's goodbye, Billy Morgan,
    Known from Amsterdam to Tripoli,
    You can taste your death in every silent breath.
    Fear the curse, thought the enemy.
     
  2. Traveler

    Traveler

    Jun 26, 2001
    Greenwood, AR.
    Wow, interesting song BigWheel......


    Aghast, somewhere where lyrical genius is appreciated! Everywhere else I go singing my favorite songs, people frown upon me. Well, here's to all those corporate TRL generation S.O.B's down the drain! So what if I dont wanna rap! So what if I dont wanna live some vida loca. So what if i dont wanna mambo with lou bega. so what if i dont wanna scream with korn(fieldy, rofl). I know good music when I hear it!!!!!!!!!!!



    time to split out my back door
    sunrise dancing on my wall
    heading down off beaten tracks
    try to get that feeling back
    i could take a walk again
    up a mountain to a stream
    standing on the open rock
    looking out over the sea
    funny when we move ahead
    never worry what we leave behind
    i could always find some peace
    in the back of beyond
    kind voice from yesterday
    give love fill up every space
    but now i laugh at simple truth
    sneer and frown like we all do
    when the long night awakes
    with memories, a midnight feast
    feel the boy in me escape
    there's a field of frost beneath my feet
    run, never tire
    run, boy, forever and ever!
    i could take a walk again
    up a mountain to a stream
    standing on the open rock
    looking out over the sea
    funny when we move ahead
    never worry what we leave behind
    remember what a friend of mine said
    you gotta be kind
    take a walk, take a walk
    take a walk, take a walk
    you gotta be kind
    take a walk, take a walk
    take a walk, take a walk...


    -Take a Walk, Bob Dylan
     
  3. Zirc

    Zirc

    May 13, 2001
    Los Angeles
    AFI - Exsanguination

    Welcome the whole new pain
    And take comfort in
    What you've become
    I waved as I passed myself along the way

    I have arrived
    So unashamed
    But my reflection no longer seems the same
    It seems much dimmer now
    It seems so dim

    Come, stumble and fall
    Into a world that is overcrowded
    And you will find me
    Not recognize me
    And I, won't, recognize myself

    I've arrived
    So unashamed
    But all my senses no longer seem the same
    I can sense everything
    My sight's so clear

    Come, stumble and fall
    Into a world that is overcrowded
    And you will find me
    Not recognize me
    And I, won't, recognize myself

    In an instant
    My life has slipped away
    I fought for life
    The whole time you were

    Holding me down -
    You watched me dying
    Holding me down -
    You brought my rebirth
    Holding me down -
    Watchin me dying
    Holding me down -
    You brought my rebirth

    Come, stumble and fall
    Into a world that is overcrowded
    And you will find me
    Not recognize me
    And I, won't, recognize myself -
     
  4. notduane

    notduane

    Nov 24, 2000
    Location
    :eek: Just one? ("lyric")...

    My way of life is easy, and as simple are my needs

    Live for yourself - there's no one else more worth living for
    Begging hands and bleeding hearts will only cry out for more

    (For Bart & Moose - Defenders of The Gear :) )
    By-Tor, Knight of Darkness, Centurion of Evil, Devil's Prince.
    Across the River Styx, out of the lamplight
    His nemesis is waiting at the gate
    The Snow Dog! Ermine glowing in the damp night
    Coal-black eyes, shimmering with hate

    Tried to believe, but you know it's no good
    This is something, that just can't be understood
    I learned your love for life - I feel the way that you would
    I feel your presence - I remember
    I feel the way you would - this just can't be understood.


    We hold these truths to be SELF-EVIDENT...
    oops-ie! (couldn't he'p myself :p )
     
  5. jazzbo

    jazzbo

    Aug 25, 2000
    San Francisco, CA
    I'll post my second favorite song lyrics a little later, but my very favorite, well they always make me think of the things that are really important to me; friends, family, loved ones. Well, words don't do it justice:

    Mmmbop, dibby-bop, bop-doo-bop. Bitty-bop, dop-do-bop. Mmmbop.
     
  6. "Break yo F***ing face tonight!!!!!!!"
    Break Stuff- limp bizkit
     
  7. anubis101

    anubis101 Guest

    Aug 31, 2000
    Nacogdoches, Tx
    mine is a song by Dave Matthews Band called The Dreaming Tree...
    Standing here
    The old man said to me
    "Long before these crowded streets
    Here stood my dreaming tree"
    Below it he would sit
    For hours at a time
    Now progress takes away
    What forever took to find
    Now he's falling hard
    He feels the falling dark
    How he longs to be
    Beneath his dreaming tree
    Conquered fear to climb
    A moment froze in time
    When the girl who first he kissed
    Promised him she'd be his
    Remembered mother's words
    There beneath the tree
    "No matter what the world
    You'll always be my baby"
    Mommy come quick
    The dreaming tree has died
    The air is growing thick
    A fear he cannot hide
    The dreaming tree has died
    Oh have you no pity
    This thing I do
    I do not deny it
    All through this smile
    As crooked as danger
    I do not deny
    I know in my mind
    I would leave you now
    If I had the strength to
    I would leave you up
    To your own devices
    Will you not talk
    Can you take pity
    I don't ask much
    But won't you speak
    Please
    From the start
    She knew she had it made
    Easy up 'til then
    For sure she'd make the grade
    Adorers came in hordes
    To lay down in her wake
    She gave it all she had
    But treasures slowly fade
    Now she's falling hard
    She feels the fall of dark
    How did this fall apart
    She drinks to fill it up
    A smile of sweetest flowers
    Wilted so and soured
    Black tears stain the cheeks
    That once were so admired
    She thinks when she was small
    There on her father's knee
    How he had promised her
    "You'll always be my baby"
    "Daddy come quick
    The dreaming tree has died
    I can't find my way home
    There is no place to hide
    The dreaming tree has died"
    Oh if I had the strength...
    Take me back
    Save me please
     
  8. BaroqueBass

    BaroqueBass

    Jul 8, 2000
    Salem, OR
    Ulysees from The Dead Can Dance

    John Francis Dooley
    wipe the sleep from your eyes
    and embrace the light.
    You have slept now
    for a thousand years
    beneath starless nights.
    And now its time for you
    to renounce the old ways
    and see a new dawn rise.
    In former days
    the masks were raised
    when the god came down
    from off the mountain,
    and a sacrifice was made
    for they knew the day of wrath
    was fast apporaching.
    Just like yesterday, before the war
    John Francis Dooley
    the scapegoat has run
    all our sins are disowned,
    and now it's time for you
    to take off thy mask
    and cross the Rubicon.
    If you and I were one
    within the eyes of our designs
    it would still not change
    the fact of our leaving.
    For tonight we must leave
    with the first gentle breeze
    for the Isles of Ken we are assailing
    Just like Ullyses, on an open sea.
    On an oddysey of self discovery.
     
  9. this one is by Bob Dylan, entitled Hazel, and i'm sure it's only a temporary favorite because of the most lovely girl ever


    Hazel, dirty-blonde hair
    I wouldn't be ashamed to be seen with
    you anywhere.
    You got something I want plenty of
    Ooh, a little touch of your love.

    Hazel, stardust in your eye
    You're goin' somewhere and so am I.
    I'd give you the sky high above
    Ooh, for a little touch of your love.

    Oh no, I don't need any reminder
    To know how much I really care
    But it's just making me blinder and blinder
    Because I'm up on a hill and still you're
    not there.

    Hazel, you called and I came,
    Now don't make me play this waiting game.
    You've got something I want plenty of
    Ooh, a little touch of your love.
     
  10. Justin V

    Justin V

    Dec 27, 2000
    Alameda, CA
    Only one? Oh well... My favorite, or at least one of them, would have to be Matthew Good Band's Suburbia. It's such an accurate way of describing my school (from my viewpoint anyway).


    You will come back within yourself
    You can be art when we melt
    And I will know what you were for
    I say we're leaving

    There ain't nothing here at all
    Another day, a week, the mall
    And baby if I was in demand
    You would be mine

    Someday this place is gonna burn
    Is whole life in there waiting?
    Someday your head is gonna turn
    And you'll realize I'm missing
    Do you realize?

    You will come back, convince yourself
    You can stay alive and wait for me
    And I will know what this was for
    And I'll say we're leaving

    There ain't nothing here at all
    Another month, a year that's all
    So you can tell them I'm coming and
    Hell's coming with me

    Someday this place is gonna burn
    Is whole life in there waiting?
    Someday their heads are gonna turn
    And they'll realize you're missing

    P.S. anyone know the tab to Suburbia, Born To Kill, or a boy and his machine gun? I just can't figure it out...help...please...maybe...ok.
     
  11. Justin V

    Justin V

    Dec 27, 2000
    Alameda, CA
    Is this cheating ;) ? Here are the lyrics to my personal theme song (actually, it's that band's bassist's theme, but it just suits me too well).

    The Locals-The Beast

    Yeah I'm a big shot now
    cause on the stereo
    and my band is playin my theme song
    I love to i need to be
    girl say my name out loud
    and it used to be
    so impossibly
    my official flat out fantasy
    is becoming reality
    so say my name out loud

    I am the BEAST
    don't make me say something stupid
    cause I don't want that
    I never SLEEP
    and I drive like your grandma
    can I eat that

    went to DMV
    age 17
    hit a cat and failed my driving test
    pissed off I got back in the van
    mom right next to me
    thought it was in reverse
    but it was in first
    hit the gas and bashed out of the lines
    on a parked drivers training car
    the DMV lot

    I am the BEAST
    don't make me say something stupid
    cause I don't want that
    I never SLEEP
    and I drive like your grandma
    can I eat that

    you can't make fun of me for anything
    cause I don't take offense
    I take up space
    I play the bass
    but I still can't get on

    I am the BEAST
    don't make me say something stupid
    cause I don't want that
    I never SLEEP
    and I drive like your grandma
    can I eat that?

    They played at my school this year and they were the only band that actually got th crowd of uptight yuppies to respond (the fact that their guitarist was awesome helped) check them out at mp3.com.
     
  12. Bruce Lindfield

    Bruce Lindfield Unprofessional TalkBass Contributor Gold Supporting Member

  13. Well being it did not specify musical lyrics...


    Sonnet 116

    Let me not to the marriage of true minds
    Admit impediments, love is not love
    Which alters when it alteration finds,
    Or bends with the remover to remove.
    O no, it is an ever-fixed mark
    That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
    It is the star to every wand'ring bark,
    Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
    Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
    Within his bending sickle's compass come,
    Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
    But bears it out even to the edge of doom:
    If this be error and upon me proved,
    I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
     
  14. Blackbird

    Blackbird Moderator Staff Member Supporting Member

    Mar 18, 2000
    California
    Well, Christos, My understanding is thata Lyric is a text that is sung to music, so "musical lyric" would have been redundant.

    good one, though.
     
  15. Well I guess we are both right.....
    lyr·ic (lrk)
    adj.

    Of or relating to a category of poetry that expresses subjective thoughts and feelings, often in a songlike style or form.
    Relating to or constituting a poem in this category, such as a sonnet or an ode.
    Of or relating to a writer of poems in this category.
    Lyrical.
    Music.
    Having a singing voice of light volume and modest range.
    Of, relating to, or being musical drama, especially opera: the lyric stage.
    Having a pleasing succession of sounds; melodious.
    Of or relating to the lyre or harp.
    Appropriate for accompaniment by the lyre.
     
  16. So Go Ahead and talk shh
    Thak S*** about me
    So go ahead and talk shh
    Aobut my Gi gi Generation
    We Dont Dont give a #@$%
    and we wont ever #@&%
    un till you you give a #@&%
    about me
    and my generation
    My Generation-Limp Bizkit
     
  17. I picked Barrett's Privateers, by Stan Rogers, if anyone's heard of him. He's a local folk hero.

    Oh, the year was 1778, HOW I WISH I WAS IN SHERBROOKE NOW!
    A letter of marque come from the king,
    To the scummiest vessel I'd ever seen,

    CHORUS:
    God damn them all!
    I was told we'd cruise the seas for American gold
    We'd fire no guns-shed no tears
    Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
    The last of Barrett's Privateers.

    Oh, Elcid Barrett cried the town, HOW I WISH I WAS . . .
    For twenty brave men all fishermen who
    would make for him the Antelope's crew
    (chorus)

    The Antelope sloop was a sickening sight,
    She'd a list to the port and and her sails in rags
    And the cook in scuppers with the staggers and the jags
    (chorus)

    On the King's birthday we put to sea,
    We were 91 days to Montego Bay
    Pumping like madmen all the way
    (chorus)

    On the 96th day we sailed again,
    When a bloody great Yankee hove in sight
    With our cracked four pounders we made to fight
    (chorus)

    The Yankee lay low down with gold,
    She was broad and fat and loose in the stays
    But to catch her took the Antelope two whole days
    (chorus)

    Then at length we stood two cables away,
    Our cracked four pounders made an awful din
    But with one fat ball the Yank stove us in
    (chorus)

    The Antelope shook and pitched on her side,
    Barrett was smashed like a bowl of eggs
    And the Maintruck carried off both me legs
    (chorus)

    So here I lay in my 23rd year,
    It's been 6 years since we sailed away
    And I just made Halifax yesterday
    (chorus)
     
  18. Gard

    Gard Commercial User

    Mar 31, 2000
    Greensboro, NC, USA
    General Manager, Roscoe Guitars
    Brownie points to anyone who can tell us the artist and title/album (and no fair playing Dave Siff ;) ):


    the restless wind
    has seen all things
    in every kind of light
    rising with the full moon
    to go howling through the night

    the sleepless wind
    has heard all things
    between the sea and sky
    in the canyons of the city
    you can hear the buildings cry

    oh the wind can carry
    all the voices of the sea
    oh the wind can carry
    all the echoes home to me


    Run with wind and weather
    To the music of the sea
    All four winds together
    Can't bring the world to me
    Chase the wind around the world
    I want to look at life -- In the available light

    play of light
    a photograph
    the way I used to be
    some half-forgotten stranger
    doesn't mean that much to me

    trick of light
    moving picture
    moments caught in flight
    make the shadows darker
    or the colors shine too bright

    oh the light can carry
    all the visions of the sea
    oh the light can carry
    all the images to me


    Run to light from shadow
    Sun gives me no rest
    Promise offered in the east
    Broken in the west
    Chase the sun around the world
    I want to look at life--In the available light

    All four winds together
    Can't bring the world to me
    Shadows hide the play of light
    So much I want to see
    Chase the light around the world
    I want to look at life--In the available light

    I'll go with the wind
    I'll stand in the light
     
  19. "So many things I think about, when I look far away,
    Things I know, things I wonder, things I'd like to say.."
     
  20. Bruce Lindfield

    Bruce Lindfield Unprofessional TalkBass Contributor Gold Supporting Member

    I am angry I am ill and I'm as ugly as sin
    my irritability keeps me alive and kicking
    I know the meaning of life, it doesn't help me a bit
    I know beauty and I know a good thing when I see it

    This is a song from under the floorboards
    this is a song from where the wall is cracked
    my force of habit, I am an insect
    I have to confess I'm proud as hell of that fact

    I know the highest and the best
    I accord them all due respect
    but the brightest jewel inside of me
    glows with pleasure at my own stupidity

    This is a song ....

    I used to make phantoms I could later chase
    images of all that could be desired
    then I got tired of counting all of these blessings
    and then I just got tired

    This is a song ...