illdog Posted December 19, 2006 Share Posted December 19, 2006 Hendo quoted Leaders of the Free World by Elbow But I think we dropped the baton like the 60’s didn’t happen. Oh no. Great lyric that. And Ben's Shellac - Prayer to god was excellent. I present to you the second and fourth verse of Passin Me By by The Pharcyde. Verse 2 When I dream of fairytales I think of me and Shelly See she's my type of hype and I can't stand when brothers tell me That I should quit chasin' and look for something better But the smile that she shows makes me a go-getter I haven't gone as far as asking if I could get with her I just play it by ear and hope she gets the picture I'm shootin for her heart, got my finger on the trigger She could be my broad, and I could be her (nigga) But, all I can do is stare... Back as kids we used to kiss when we played truth or dare Now she's more sophisticated, highly edu-ma-cated not at all over-rated, I think I need a prayer to get in her boots and it looks rather dry I guess a twinkle in her eye is just a twinkle in her eye Although she's crazy steppin, I'll try to stop her stride Cos i wont have no more of this passin me by... Verse 4 Now there she goes again, the dopest Ethiopian And now the world around me be gets movin in slow motion when-ever she happens to walk by - why does the apple of my eye overlook and disregard my feelings no matter how much I try? Wait, no, i did not really pursue my little princess with persistance; And I was so low-key that she was unaware of my existance From a distance I desired her, secretly admired her; Wired her a letter to get her, and it went: My dear, my dear, my dear, you do not know me but I know you very well Now let me tell you about the feelings I have for you When I try, or make some sort of attempt, I symp Damn I wish I wasn't such a wimp! 'Cause then I would let you know that I love you so And if I was your man then I would be true The only lying I would do is in the bed with you Then I signed sincerely the one who loves you dearly, PS love me tender The letter came back three days later: Return to Sender Damn! She keeps on passin me by... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Hendo Posted December 19, 2006 Share Posted December 19, 2006 That's cool man! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DANGERMAN Posted January 16, 2007 Share Posted January 16, 2007 While i really wanted to post R Kelly's hip hopera, i decided against it and have gone for some Tom Waits. 2 fairly recent songs, and in truth I coul have picked just about anything he's done Table-Top Joe Well my mama didn’t want me On the day I was born I was born without a body I got nothing but scorn But I always loved music All I had was my hands I dreamed I'd be famous And I’d work at The Sands Singing, Tabletop Joe, Tabletop Joe Now everyone will know That I'm Tabletop Joe I had trouble with the pedals But I had a strong left hand And I could play Stravinsky On a baby grand I said, ‘I’m gonna join the circus Cause that’s where I belong’ So I went to Coney Island I was singing this song Tabletop Joe, Tabletop Joe Now everyone knows Yeah I'm Tabletop Joe They gave me top billing In the Dreamland show I had my own orchestra Starring Tabletop Joe And the man without a body Proved everyone wrong I was rich and I was famous I was where I belonged, yeah Tabletop Joe, Tabletop Joe Now everyone knows, yeah Tabletop Joe Misery's the river of the world The higher that the monkey can climb The more he shows his tail Call no man happy 'til he dies There's no milk at the bottom of the pail God builds a church The devil builds a chapel Like the thistles that are growing 'round the trunk of a tree All the good in the world You can put inside a thimble And still have room for you and me If there's one thing you can say About Mankind There's nothing kind about man You can drive out nature with a pitch fork But it always comes roaring back again Misery's the River of the World Misery's the River of the World Misery's the River of the World For want of a bird The sky was lost For want of a nail A shoe was lost For want of a life The knife was lost For want of a toy A child was lost Misery's the River of the World Misery's the River of the World Everybody Row! Everybody Row! Misery's the River of the World Misery's the River of the World Everybody Row! Everybody Row! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Hendo Posted January 17, 2007 Share Posted January 17, 2007 You can't go wrong with any of Tom's lyrics can you? So many genius lines.... "I spent all my money in a Mexican whorehouse, across the street from a Catholic church. And I wiped off my revolver and buttoned up my burgundy shirt." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sambob Posted January 18, 2007 Share Posted January 18, 2007 I like the Barenaked Ladies, 'old apartment' let me see if i can find the lyrics: Broke into the old apartmentThis is where we used to live Broken glass, broke and hungry Broken hearts and broken bones This is where we used to live Why did you paint the walls? Why did you clean the floor? Why did you plaster over the hole I punched in the door? This is where we used to live Why did you keep the mousetrap? Why did you keep the dishrack? These things used to be mine I guess they still are, I want them back Broke into the old apartment Forty-two stairs from the street Crooked landing, crooked landlord Narrow laneway filled with crooks. This is where we used to live. Why did they pave the lawn? Why did they change the locks? Why did I have to break it, I only came here to talk This is where we used to live How is the neighbor downstairs? How is her temper this year? I turned up your tv and stomped on the floor just for fun I know we don’t live here anymore We bought an old house on the danforth She loves me and her body keeps me warm I’m happy here But this is where we used to live Broke into the old apartment Tore the phone out of the wall Only memories, fading memories Take me back to all time lows I want them back I want them back Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DANGERMAN Posted February 25, 2008 Share Posted February 25, 2008 Loved this thread so i'm giving it a bump Everclear - Fire Maple Song Turn away from the pain you don't wantTurning down to avoid them when they call Strange words I heard a long long time ago I wish I could go back to a summer time I knew more than twenty years ago Lay between the sheets we lie underneath the maple tree Now I can't smile Lying down in the grass with the wind around us as we smile and talk Listen to your Grandma sing those country songs She'd tell us how the maple turns to fire every four years We'd lay in the grass all summer just to watch the autumn come around I can't smile Now I can't smile I live alone and you're so far away I call you every year just around the holiday I still see you in the night lying above me in the grass I can't smile Turn away from the pain you don't want Turning down to avoid them when they call I can't believe this letter that says you died I think I'm gonna go back to the house in North Carolina and lay in the backyard Get drunk and let the leaves just bury me Bury me I can't smile Now I can't smile I don't know what's happening to me I don't know what's happening to me I can't smile Art Alexakis is one of my all time favourite lyricists, some of his stuff is just incredible and usually incredibly honest. However it doesnt seem to come across so much when it's written down so Vid Probably helps if you know his backstory, but the short version is his brother died of an overdose then he followed that line, pissed away a couple of marriages etc Low - Death of a Salesman (the best song about being a failed musician ever So I took my guitarAnd I threw down some chords And some words I could sing without shame And I soon had a song I played it around For some friends but they all said the same They said music's for fools You should go back to school The future is prisms and math So I did what they said Now my children are fed 'Cause they pay me to do what I'm asked I forgot all my songs The words now are wrong And I burned my guitar in a rage But the fire came to rest In your white velvet breast So somehow I just know that it's safe And my favourite lyric of all time (possibly) Blind Melon - St Andrews Hall/Fall (depending on the version) I can't tell you how many ways that I've sat,And viewed my life today. But I can tell you I don't think that I can find easier way So if I see you walking hand in hand in hand with the three armed man, I'll understand You should have been in my shoes yesterday Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
illdog Posted February 26, 2008 Share Posted February 26, 2008 Everclear and Low were both pretty good, its cool to read lyrics without the music. Gotta say tho Ben, i didnt really get the Blind Melon one. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DANGERMAN Posted February 26, 2008 Share Posted February 26, 2008 I think I just like the imagery of it, the "walking hand in hand in hand with a 3 armed man" part. And there's something human about letting someone go but hating them for it. Think I'll post something cheerier next time Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Swallow Posted February 26, 2008 Share Posted February 26, 2008 +1 on Low, one of my favourite bands. Here's one from The Wrens, "I've Made Enough Friends" off their 1996 album Secaucus. Just one of the best falling in love/lust/whocareswhich? songs ever. brush your shoulder w/ an off-hand gesture / I’m holding your stare /invite me upstairs we look for reasons to stand closer touching / we look at a book / of pictures you took see who’s taller and then arm wrestle a bet / I match your breathing our chins touch closer we get it’s hours later and we’re not much further / we’ve made it to bed / your shirt’s ‘round my head hands full of your hair and I can’t stop kissing / I’m licking your lips / my hand on your hips a rush of wonder this charm we’re under might last / are we done with others all other lovers are past what’s beginning? a brand-new winning, I can’t stop kissing, I can’t undo your buckle while you bite at my neck / I’ve waited no end / I’ve made enough friends we’re down to nothing and I can’t stop shaking / you’re nothing but skin / I think we’re done in rush of wonder this spell we’re under might last / we’re too hoping, our years are showing and fast / we’re too desperate, too soon investing, another lesson I’ll pass Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Hendo Posted March 27, 2008 Share Posted March 27, 2008 From the new Elbow album, this track has been round and round my head all day. An Audience With The Pope Sweet Jesus I'm on fire. She has the sweetest, darkest eyes. And when it comes into her eyes, I know iron and steel couldn't hold me. Good god I'm easily bruised, So often a moth to her flame, And the things that she's asked me to do, Will see a senior saint forgetting his name. I have an audience with the pope, And I'm saving the world at eight. But if she says she needs me, she says she needs me, Everybody's gonna have to wait. (Where could she be) Was that a minute or an hour? (Where could she be) She turns the hours into days Kill the phone, cover the cage, And wait for the doorbell to ring. (Where could she be?) No she won't come running (Where could she be?) The world is turning at her pace. I'm going to kill the phone, cover the cage and wait for the doorbell to ring I have an audience with the pope, And I'm saving the world at eight. But if she says she needs me, she says she needs me, Everybody's gonna have to wait. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DANGERMAN Posted June 28, 2009 Share Posted June 28, 2009 Been listening to MeWithoutYou a lot recently, awesome album (It's all Crazy...) They're maybe a bit too obsessed with foxes for Americans (according to Wikipedia it's a religious thing in a way I cant be arsed to explain here), but some of their lyrics are genius The Fox, the Crow, and the CookieThrough mostly vacant streets, A baker form the out-skirts of his town, Earned his living peddling sweets from a ragged cart he dragged around. The clever fox crept close behind, Kept an ever watchful eye, For a chance to steal a ginger spice cake, Or a boysenberry pie. Looking down was the hungry crow: When the time is right, I'll strike, And condescend to the earth below And take whichever treat I'd like. The moment the baker turned around To shoo the fox off from his cart, The crow swooped down, And snatched a short bread cookie and a German chocolate tart. Using most unfriendly words, That the village children had not yet heard, The baker shouted threats by canzonet to curse the crafty bird. You rotten wooden mixing spoon, Why you midnight winged raccoon, You better bring those pastries back you no good bird-black macaroon. The fox approached the tree Where the bird was perched, delighted in his nest. Brother Crow, don't you remember me? It's your old friend Fox with a humble request. If you could share just a modest piece, Seeing as I distracted that awful man. This failed to persuade the crow, And in the least so, The fox rethought his plan. Then if your lovely song would grace my ears, Or to even to hear you speak, Would ease my pains and fears! The crow looked down, with a candy in his beak. Your poems of wisdoms, my good crow What a paradise they bring! This flattery pleased the proud bird so, He opened his mouth and began to sing: Your subtle acclamations true, Best to give praise where praise is due. Every rook and jay in the Corvidae's been raving about me too. They admire me, one and all, Must be the passion in my caw, My slender bill known throughout the escadrille, My fierce commanding claw I've got a walnut brownie brain, And molasses in my veins, Crushed the graham cracker crust, My powdered sugared funnel cake cocaine. Let the crescent cookie rise, These carom colored almond eyes, Would rest to see my cashewed princess, In the swirling marble sky. Would rest upon my knee, Where all divisions cease to be, A root-beer float, In our banana boat, Across the tapioca sea, When letting all attachments go, Is the only prayer we know, May it be so, May it be so, May it be so, Oh. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
illdog Posted June 29, 2009 Share Posted June 29, 2009 Thats mad, the story reads so well they almost dont appear to be lyrics, the rhyming is genius. Am i missing something or did the story not finish? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
stoobie Posted June 29, 2009 Share Posted June 29, 2009 Am i missing something or did the story not finish? You are missing something. The story is one of Aesops fables - The Fox and the Crow. When the bird opens his mouth to sing he drops the cookie. So the fable is beware of flatterers. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DANGERMAN Posted June 29, 2009 Share Posted June 29, 2009 It doesnt finish in the song, not sure why unless when they came to record it it felt too long. But like Stoobie says the fox gets the food Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
HandsomeDead Posted July 6, 2009 Share Posted July 6, 2009 I like listening to some Hold Steady whith a few drinks and this one stands out sometimes. Hey citrusHey liquor I love it when you touch each other Hey whiskey Hey ginger I come to you with rigid fingers I see Judas in the hard eyes Of the boys who worked in the corners I feel Jesus in the clumsiness of young and awkward lovers Hey bar Hey tavern I find hope in all the souls you gather Hey citrus Hey liquor I love it when we come together I feel Jesus in the clumsiness of young and awkward lovers I feel Judas in the long odds of the rackets on the corners I feel jesus in the tenderness of honest, nervous lovers I feel Judas in the pistols and the pagers that come with all the powders Lost in fog and love and faithless fear I've had kisses that make Judas seem sincere Lost in fog and love and faithless fear I've had kisses that make Judas seem sincere I think it's lovely, little ditty. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Hendo Posted July 7, 2009 Share Posted July 7, 2009 First of May by Jonathon Coulton always makes me smile. I woke up this morningI had a scone and a large house blend And then a little conversation with my squirrel and chipmunk friends I said I’m sick and tired of winter And I wish that it was spring And then a little fellow named Robin Redbreast Began to sing And he sang "Ooh ooh child, what’d you think the cold winter’s gonna last forever? Ooh ooh child, now’s the time for all the people to get together Outside Cause it’s the first of May, first of May Outdoor fucking starts today So bring your favorite lady Or at least your favorite lay The water’s not cold baby dip in your big toe Maybe I’ll see you in flagrante delicto Grass below you, sky above Celebrate spring with a crazy little thing called.....fucking outside" I thanked him for the information I cried a little when he flew away I watched an episode of The People’s Court And I tried to plan my day I called up my old lady She wasn’t home so I called my girl I asked her if she’d like to join me as I Entertain the world And I said "Ooh ooh child, I’ll bring a blanket and I promise I will brush the ants off Ooh ooh child, you’re gonna like it when we’re taking each other’s pants off Outside" Cause it’s the first of May, first of May Outdoor fucking starts today So bring your favorite lady Or at least your favorite lay The water’s not cold baby dip in your big toe Maybe I’ll see you in flagrante delicto Grass below you, sky above Celebrate spring with a crazy little thing called......fucking outside So we went to the park together We were walking in the midday sun We met all kinds of people and we We fucked everyone We fucked a lady who sells ice cream We fucked a man with a tan Shar Pei Everyone who needed fucking well they They got fucked today So come on Ooh ooh child, open your mind and your heart, feel the spirit moving through you Ooh ooh child, you’ll feel the warmth of the love when I stick it to you Outside Cause it’s the first of May, first of May Outdoor fucking starts today So bring your favorite lady Or at least your favorite lay The water’s not cold baby dip in your big toe Maybe I’ll see you in flagrante delicto Grass below you, sky above Celebrate spring with a crazy little thing called....fucking outside. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DANGERMAN Posted July 7, 2009 Share Posted July 7, 2009 I really liked the concept behind yours DC Frightened Rabbit - The Modern Leper A cripple walks amongst you all you tired human beingsHe's got all the things a cripple has not working arms and legs And vital parts fall from his system And dissolve in Scottish rain Vitally he doesn't miss them He's too fucked up to care Well, is that you in front of me? Coming back for even more of exactly the same You must be a masochist to love a modern leper On his last leg On his last leg Well, I crippled your heart a hundred times And still can't work out why You see, I've got this disease I can't shake And I'm just rattling through life Well, this is how we do things now Yeah, this is how the modern stay scared So I cut out all the good stuff Yeah, I cut off my foot to spite my leg Well, is that you in front of me? Coming back for even more of exactly the same You must be a masochist to love a modern leper On his last leg Well, I am ill But I'm not dead And I don't know which of those I prefer Because that limb which I have lost Well, it was the only thing holding me up Holding me up Well, I'm lying on the ground now Walking through the only door Well, I have lost my eyesight Like I said I would But I still know And that is you in front of me And you are back for even more of exactly the same Well, are you a masochist to love a modern leper On his last leg And you are not ill And I'm not dead Doesn't that make us the perfect pair? Just you and me We'll start again And you can tell me all about what you did today What you did today For what it's worth I think this song is about self loathing, that he's deliberately ruining his life as though gutting off his limbs. Could be drug addiction though, awesome imagery though Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
illdog Posted July 7, 2009 Share Posted July 7, 2009 It doesnt finish in the song, not sure why unless when they came to record it it felt too long.But like Stoobie says the fox gets the food I pretty muched guessed that - thanks Oxford education. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DANGERMAN Posted July 7, 2009 Share Posted July 7, 2009 What are you so angry about? I meant no offence Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sambob Posted July 7, 2009 Share Posted July 7, 2009 What are you so angry about? I meant no offence Yeah illdog, why dont you fucking shut up your posh face. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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