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Your Favorite Lyric Lines

Light flickers by, a hundred suns behind the trees
Melts us in a lullaby, our eyelids are like movie screens
And we close our eyes and feel the warmth come into frame
We close our eyes until our dreams become one and the same

-Carbon Leaf, 'Lake of Silver Bells'


Hang on to me and I'll hang on to you
Until the end, or until the day is through
And as we float, I'll wash away that part of me
That lures the devil in the deep blue sea

-Carbon Leaf, 'The Sea'
 
Captain's in the chart room, navigatin' on a star
Can't know where he's goin', 'cause he don't know where we are.
Dog is outside barkin' at something he can't see
Garden gate is closing.....
Joe Walsh, James Gang "Garden Gate"

Please don't confront me with my failures, I'm aware of them.
Jackson Browns, "These Days", Greg Allman version

And the baby looks around him, such a sight to see,
Shares the simple secret with the wise men....
Leon Russell "Stranger in a Strange Land"
 
Cadillac, Cadillac
Long and dark shiny and black
Open up your engines let `em roar
Tearing up the highway like a big old dinosaur

James Dean in that Mercury `49
Junior Johnson runnin' through the woods of Caroline
Even Burt Reynolds in that black Trans Am
All gonna meet down at the Cadillac Ranch

Hey little girlie in the blue jeans so tight
Drivin' alone through the Wisconsin night
You're my last love you're my last chance
Don't let `em take me to the Cadillac Ranch

/Bruce Springsteen


IMO Junior Johnson was the greatest stock car racer ever. Ever. Full Stop.
 
Woke up, fell out of bed
Dragged a comb across my head
Found my way downstairs and drank a cup
And looking up, I noticed I was late
Found my coat and grabbed my hat
Made the bus in seconds flat
Found my way upstairs and had a smoke
And somebody spoke and I went into a dream

- A Day In The Life, Beatles
 
In my yellow jersey I went out on the nick,
South Street, Romford, shopping arcade,
Got a Razzle magazine, I never paid!
Inside my jacket and away double-quick.
Good sense told me once was enough,
But I had a cocky eye on more of this stuff,
Put the Razzle in my pocket, back to have another pick.

Instead of being sneaky I strolled inside,
I put my thieving hand on something rude,
I walked right out, with a silhouette of nudes!
"Hold on, sonny", said a voice at my side,
"I think you've taken one of my books",
Passers-by gave me dirty looks,
"Not me, mister!", I bravely lied.

We stopped by the window of a jeweller's shop,
"If it's money for your lunch, I'd have given you a loan,
"Have you got any form? Were you on your own?,
"'Round to the station and we'll tell the cops".
"I'm ever so ashamed, it was wicked, and rash,
"Here's the book back, and here's the cash,
"I've never stole before, I promise I'll stop".

"Crime doesn't pay - you've got honest eyes,
"If I go to the law, another thief is born,
"And I'll get the book back, creased and torn,
"So return what you've taken, and apologise".
I gave him back his nudey book,
I said I was sorry, and I slung my hook,
With the Razzle in my pocket, as the second prize!

- Razzle In My Pocket, Ian Dury.
 
"What if God doesn't care?" - Slipknot, Germatria

"Soldiers are dead, and children have bled. The silence is numb. What have we become?" - Machine Head, A Farewell To Arms

"Wake up naked, drinking coffee, making plans to change the world." - Dave Matthews Band, Stay Or Leave

"We oil the jaws of the war machine and feed it with our babies!" - Iron Maiden, 2 Minutes To Midnight
 
"Smegma, dogmatigram, fish market stew. Police in the alley, lookin for you."
Phish - Stash


Look for a while at the china cat sunflower,
Proud walking jingle in the midnight sun.
Corpperdome bodhi drip a silver kimono,
Like a crazy quilt stargown through a dream night wind.

Crazy cat peekin through a lace bandanna,
Like a one-eyed cheshire, like a diamond-eye jack.
A leaf of all colors plays a golden-string fiddle,
To a double-e waterfall over my back.

Comic book colors on a violin river
Cryin Leonardo words from out a silk trombone.
I rang a silent bell, beneath a shower of pearls,
In the eagle-winged palace of the queen chinee.

The Grateful Dead - China Cat Sunflower