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Post by ronburgandy? on May 16, 2006 9:46:06 GMT -5
there may be a similar thread to this somewhere, but i am too lazy to find it, so i started this. I am what you call a "Big Lyrics Guy". Which is to say, many times i think lyrics are as important, sokme cases MORE important in a song then the music. Some songs can be average, but if a certain line sticks in my head, i will love the song. Conversly, if the music is good, but i am not feeling the lyrics, then bleh..
I love to overanalyze lyrics. i just wanted a spot to post some. and to find out what other peoples favorites are.
a couple of my favorites:
"Troubled souls unite. We got ourselves tonight. Oh. I am fuel, you are friends. We got the means to make amends. I am lost. I'm no guide but I'm by your side" - Pearl Jam /Leash
"A heart that's full up like a landfill, a job that slowly kills you, bruises that won't heal You were so tired, happy, bring down the government, they don't, they don't"speak for us I'll take the quiet life, a handshake of carbon monoxide" - - Radiohead/No Surprises
"Let me ask you one question Is your money that good Will it buy you forgiveness Do you think that it could I think you will find When you death takes its toll All the money you made Won't ever buy back your soul" - Dylan/ Masters of War
Post by sparklybecca on May 16, 2006 10:00:09 GMT -5
I was going to do this as well! i have sooo many faves...here are some
" Floating by like a satellite To pass the time, you'll float by again And I can tell you about the little things So you don't think about the big things for a while" Ben Folds/ Prison Food
And sometimes when you're on You're really f*cking on And your friends they sing along And they love you But the lows are so extreme That the good seems honkey donkeyg cheap And it teases you for weeks in its absence But you'll fight and you'll make it through You'll fake it if you have to And you'll show up for work with a smile And you'll be better You'll be smarter More grown up and a better daughter or son And a real good friend And you'll be awake You'll be alert You'll be positive though it hurts And you'll laugh and embrace all of your friends And you'll be a real good listener You'll be honest You'll be brave You'll be handsome and you'll be beautiful You'll be happy" - Jenny Lewis/ A better son or daughter
"m leaving your town again love But I'm over the ground that you've spinning And I'm up in the air, so baby hell yeah Oh honey I can see your house from here If the plane goes down, damn I'll remember where the love was found If the plane goes down, damn You keep me high minded You get me high" jason mraz- plane
"the world is blowing up the world is caving in the world has lost its way again but you are here with me
but you are here with me
makes it okay" Dave Matthews/Oh
and a new one: "We must blend into the choir, sing a static with the whole We must memorize nine numbers and deny we have a soul And to this endless race for property and privilege to be won We must run, we must run, we must run" Bright Eyes - At The Bottom Of Everything (im just getting into him he has some good...thoughts)
Post by sparklybecca on May 16, 2006 10:07:55 GMT -5
Some of us, We're hardly ever here The rest of us, we're born to disappear How do I stop myself from Being just a number How will I hold my head To keep from going under Down to the wire I wanted water but But I'll walk through the fire If this is what it takes To take me even higher Then I'll come through Like I do When the world keeps Testing me, testing me,testing me John Mayer Trio/Vultures
Post by ronburgandy? on May 16, 2006 10:16:29 GMT -5
"Making your way in the world today takes everything you've got. Taking a break from all your worries, sure would help a lot. Wouldn't you like to get away? Sometimes you want to go Where everybody knows your name, and they're always glad you came. You wanna be where you can see, our troubles are all the same You wanna be where everybody knows Your name. You wanna go where people know, people are all the same, You wanna go where everybody knows your name. " ;D
Post by sparklybecca on May 16, 2006 10:20:28 GMT -5
lol ;D i can do this all day by the way
"early morning sunshine tells me all i need to know. You’re my blue sky, you’re my sunny day. Lord, you know it makes me high when you turn your love my way, Turn your love my way, yeah."
there are things that slip away like our endless numbered days - iron and wine / passing afternoon
When the President talks to God, are the conversations brief or long? Does he ask to rape our womens rights, and send poor farm kids off to die? Does God suggest an oil hike, when the President talks to God?
When the President talks to God, are the consonants all hard or soft? Is he resolute all down the line? Is every issue black or white? Does what God say ever change his mind, when the President talks to God?
When the President talks to God, does he fake that drawl or merely nod? Agree which convicts should be killed? Where prisons should be built and filled? Which voter fraud must be concealed, when the President talks to God?
When the President talks to God, I wonder which one plays the better cop. "We should find some jobs, the ghetto's broke," "No, they're lazy, George, I say we don't; just give 'em more liqour stores and dirty coke!" That's what God recommends.
When the President talks to God, do they drink near beer and go play golf while they pick which countries to invade, which Muslim souls still can be saved? I guess God just calls a spade a spade when the President talks to God.
When the President talks to God, does he ever think that maybe he's not? That that voice is just inside his head, when he kneels next to the presidential bed? Does he ever smell his own bullsh_t? When the President talks to God? I doubt it...I doubt it. - bright eyes / When the President talks to God
Post by ronburgandy? on May 16, 2006 11:59:34 GMT -5
I don't know just where I'm going But I'm gonna try for the kingdom, if I can 'Cause it makes me feel like I'm a man "When I put a spike into my vein And I'll tell ya, things aren't quite the same When I'm rushing on my run And I feel just like Jesus' son"
Post by sparklybecca on May 16, 2006 12:17:11 GMT -5
You know it ain't easy For these thoughts here to leave me There's no words to describe it In French or in English Well, diamonds they fade And flowers they bloom And I'm telling you These feelings won't go away They've been knockin' me sideways They've been knockin' me out they Whenever you come around me These feelings won't go away They've been knockin' me sideways I keep thinking in a moment that Time will take them away But these feelings won't go away Sideways / Citizen Cope
Post by ronburgandy? on May 16, 2006 13:27:49 GMT -5
If you get down and quarrel everyday You're saying prayers to the devil, I say Why not help another on the way Make it much easier Say you just can't live that negative way You know what I mean Make way for the positive day
Post by HoodooOperator on May 16, 2006 20:20:06 GMT -5
a couple of random favs...
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? And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts? Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for a cool breeze? Cold comfort for change? And 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 you found? The same old fears. Wish you were here --Wish you were here by Pink Floyd
Now that the love has gone away too blind to see my way to live I waste away from all the pain, for you I'd kill myself again I hope you get to play your games, I hope you Get to see your friends I hope the guilt mixes the pain, I hope you Never love again --Strip her Down by Cold
I see the world thru blood-shot eyes Streets filled with blood from distant lies. The dogs of war never compromise, No time for rearranging --Clean my Wounds by COC
And if a double-decker bus crashes in to us to die by your side is such a heavenly way to die and if a ten ton truck kills the both of us to die by your side well the pleasure, the privilege is mine --There is a light that never goes out by The Smiths
I watch the ripples change their size But never leave the stream Of warm impermanence So the days float through my eyes But still the days seem the same And these children that you spit on As they try to change their worlds Are immune to your consultations They're quite aware of what they're going through -- Changes by David Bowie
Post by anima mundi on May 16, 2006 21:16:16 GMT -5
Come and speak with me my friend forget the words that you think you were saying 'cause your thoughts seem to be thinking otherwise and your feelings seem to be feeling otherwise, otherwise...
Take your broken pieces use them.. use them for protection, use them for protection Take your strong pieces use them.. for living on the outside of your skin living on the outside...
you've got to suck it up, even though they spit you out take it in, take it in, living on the outside of your skin - cloud cult
"Why so tame We could shoot wilder vines Through younger veins Sip slow from night’s deep wells And watch our gardens swell Once the seeds are sown Wild and overgrown, you’ll see Heart's colors changed like leaves
Oh sweet sweet tree Fall for me Fall fast, fall free, fall for me" - From "Ambulance" by TV on the Radio
"There is a girl in New York City Who calls herself the human trampoline And sometimes when I'm falling, flying Or tumbling in turmoil I say Woah, so this is what she means She means we're bouncing into Graceland And I see losing love Is like a window in your heart Everybody sees you're blown apart Everybody feels the wind blow" -From "Graceland by Paul Simon
"I'm a birthday candle in a circle of black girls God is on my side Cuz I'm the child bride I'm so sorry but the motorcade will have to go around me this time Cuz God is on my side And I'm the child bride"
-From "All the Wine" by The National
"So we talked for hours and you cried into my sheets you said you hated your body that it was just a piece of meat, I disagreed
I think you're beautiful but it's impossible to make you understand that if you don't take my hand I lose my mind completely Madness will finally defeat me
She said it was all make-belief but I thought you said maple leaves and when she talked about the fall I thought she talked about the season I never understood at all"
-From "Maple Leaves" by Jens Lekman
"Im just the oily slick On the windup world of the nervous tick In a very fashionable hovel" - From "Beyond Belief" by Elvis Costello
Post by papageorgio on May 16, 2006 23:39:17 GMT -5
I been in the right place But it must have been the wrong time I'd of said the right thing But I must have used the wrong line I been in the right trip But I must have used the wrong car My head was in a bad place And I'm wondering what it's good for
I been the right place But it must have been the wrong time My head was in a place But I'm having such a good time I been running trying to get hung up in my mind Got to give myself a little talking to this time
Just need a little brain salad surgery Got to cure this insecurity I been in the wrong place But it must have been the right time I been in the right place But it must have been the wrong song I been in the right vein But it seems like the wrong arm I been in the right world But it seems wrong wrong wrong wrong wrong
Slipping, dodging ,sneaking Creeping hiding out down the street See me life shaking with every who I meet Refried confusion is making itself clear Wonder which way do I go to get on out of here
I been in the right place But it must have been the wrong time I'd have said the right thing But I must have used the wrong line I'd a took the right road But I must have took a wrong turn Would have made the right move But I made it at the wrong time I been on the right road But I must have used the wrong car My head was in a good place And I wonder what it's bad for
Here's a Lyrics Born song I (drunkenly) transcribed for that thread. I'm not sure how well it translates from my half-assed transcription, but this is a very important, useful and profound song for me:
I just spent about 1 1/2 hours transcribing this. Check it out. It's deep. This is Lyrics Born from the album Latyrx: The Album. The song is called Balcony Beach.
CHORUS: OOOh baby, We can make it happen Make it through baby All we need to do is begin rejuvenating Keep it all in focus and pursue it faithfully Do it patiently
VERSE 1: Just the way the sea’s been this evening, Came out at eight, leaning on the railing; Kept hearing the waves crashing beneath me Back and forth, just rephrasing what they were saying; Over and over and doing that repeatedly Crash, go back, just a constant thing Every time they’d go back out to sea It’s like they’d draw a little bit more out of me A lot of images… feelings, just a limitless reeling I began to reminisce freely It was a cinema featuring Me and cats… and motions demanding my intentions and me; And I had previously put them on hold, On the back burner, since earlier I didn’t wanna deal with it, At that time I felt like other things was pertinent Now I see its permanent unless I get real with it. And it aint’ that I don’t wanna touch ‘em, Especially mentally Cause I generally do win I might not win at first, But definitely eventually Because I’ve never not been a shoe-in since birth And now, its special you see, its beyond my threshold, I’m accustomed to just a conventional struggle Two opponents, only here it’s a tussle between you and the truth So ultimately I’m gonna lose Actually I gain though, I gotta be honest with myself, Or else I impede my personal progress I think it’s better to be depressed for a minute and admit it get reoriented, instead of being a bitter cynic, isn’t it?
CHORUS: OOOh baby, We can make it happen Make it through baby All we need to do is begin rejuvenating Keep it all in focus and pursue it faithfully Do it patiently
VERSE 2: Gettin’ older, everybody ‘round me acts all sober Lookin’ poker faced Started losing hair at the corners; Matter fact, looked up top That whole border’s just jacked; Nobody’s gonna chauffeur me anymore, Whatever this is, we all go through it I guess It’s just I’m Not a hundred percent, comfortable with The rate that everything’s, developing at It’s just a little overwhelming at times, I’m dealing with hella s hit to process, it’s still day to daily There’s really no preparing for this thing, Mabye its just mainly just me actin strangly It’s just me facing the challenge I doubt it though; Cause I met thousands of people, seen something similar in their faces It’s like their outlook is changing I think its called being a man in the making It’s burning, I like pralines now Long walks, solo, so I can sort my thoughts out It’s just what I’ve been taught today, doesn’t gel well, the way I’ve been feeling these days Its coming from a ton of anger, hella places I’m really not trying to make a political statement But just in terms of (life internally inside?) I’m at an interval in my life where it’s a turbulent time And I could pretend that it’s all good That I shouldn’t put so much on it, but it should just settle itself Stop actin’ all soggy and sentimental, Besides, everything’s perfectly fine, But here I am on this balcony, with my thoughts just traveling randomly, On some tangent in the back of my mind, keep hearin’ this lady with a voice that’s beautiful, she keeps sayin’
CHORUS: OOOh baby, We can make it happen Make it through baby All we need to do is begin rejuvenating Keep it all in focus and pursue it faithfully Do it patiently
And the world’s got me dizzy again You think after 22 years I’d be used to the spin And it only feels worse when I stay in one place So I’m always pacing around or walking away I keep drinking the ink from my pen And I’m balancing history books up on my head But it all boils down to one quotable phrase If you love something, give it away
A good woman will pick you apart A box full of suggestions for your possible heart But you may be offended and you may be afraid But don’t walk away, don’t walk away
We made love on the living room floor With the noise in the background of a televised war And in the deafening pleasure I thought I heard someone say “If we walk away, they’ll walk away”
But greed is a bottomless pit And our freedom’s a joke We’re just taking a piss And the whole world must watch the sad comic display If you’re still free start running away Cause we’re coming for you!
I’ve grown tired of holding this pose I feel more like a stranger each time I come home So I’m making a deal with the devils of fame Saying “let me walk away, please” You’ll be free child once you have died From the shackles of language and measurable time And then we can trade places, play musical graves Till then walk away, walk away
So I’m up at dawn Putting on my shoes I just want to make a clean escape I’m leaving but I don’t know where to I know I’m leaving but I don’t know where to -Bright Eyes-Landlocked Blues
When a man is running from his boss Who hold a gun that fires "cost" And people die from being cold Or left alone because they're old And bombs are dropped on fighting cats And children's dreams are run with rats If you complain you disappear Just like the lesbians and queers No one can love without the grace Of some unseen and distant face And you get beaten up by blacks Who though they worked still got the sack And when your soul tells you to hide Your very right to die denied And in the battle on the streets You fight computers and receipts And when a man is trying to change But only causes further pain You realize that all along Something in us going wrong...
Post by DJ DonkeyPunch on May 18, 2006 8:44:45 GMT -5
This Year - The Mountain Goats
I broke free on a Saturday morning I put the pedal to the floor Headed north on Mills Avenue And listened to the engine roar
My broken house behind me And good things ahead A girl named Kathy Wants a little of my time Six cylinders underneath the hood Crashing and kicking Aha! Listen to the engine whine
I am going to make it through this year If it kills me I am going to make it through this year If it kills me
I played video games in a drunken haze I was seventeen years young Hurt my knuckles punching the machines The taste of scotch rich on my tongue
And then Kathy showed up And we hung out Trading swigs from a bottle All bitter and clean Locking eyes Holding hands Twin high maintenance machines
I am going to make it through this year If it kills me I am going to make it through this year If it kills me
I drove home in the California dusk I could feel the alcohol inside of me hum Pictured the look on my stepfather's face Ready for the bad things to come
I down shifted as I pulled into the driveway The motor screaming out Stuck in second gear The scene ends badly As you might imagine In a cavalcade of anger and fear There will be feasting and dancing In Jerusalem next year
I am going to make it through this year If it kills me I am going to make it through this year If it kills me
