I'll play along. This is more like it. I have so many favorite songs, and it all really depends on my mood, I just can't pick. But, I agree, there are many songs that the lyrics just hit me. I'll separate them each into their own post I guess.
Of course, I've always liked the line, "Put on your red shoes and dance the blues," from Let's Dance.
Sticking with Bowie, from Ziggy Stardust, "...well hung and snow white tan...with god given ass... making love with his ego.." Just fun lyrics.
And from Reality: Tragic youth was looking young and sexy The tragic youth was wearing tattered black jeans Bearing arms and flaunting all her mischief The tragic youth was going down on me And I swear Woo hoo
And then there's Roger Waters. His lyrics can just be so profound.
Sexual Revolution from Pros and Cons of Hitchhiking: As I've always said I prefer your lips red Not what the good Lord made But what he intended ... She said "You've been having a nightmare And it's not over yet" Then she picked up the doggy in the window The one with the waggly tail And she put him to bed between two bits of bread
Perfect Sense, parts I and II, from Amused to Death: And they gave him command Of a nuclear submarine And sent him back in search of The Garden of Eden ... Can't you see It all makes perfect sense Expressed in dollars and cents Pounds shillings and pence
The Bravery of Being Out of Range, also from Amused to Death. (Some people may think this song fits a certain politician well): You have a natural tendency To squeeze off a shot You're good fun at parties You wear the right masks You're old but you still Like a laugh in the locker room You can't abide change You're at home an the range You opened your suitcase Behind the old workings To show off the magnum You deafened the canyon A comfort a friend Only upstaged in the end By the Uzi machine gun Does the recoil remind you Remind you of sex Old man what the hell you gonna kill next Old timer who you gonna kill next I looked over Jordan and what did I see Saw a U.S. Marine in a pile of debris I swam in your pools And lay under your palm trees I looked in the eyes of the Indian Who lay on the Federal Building steps And through the range finder over the hill I saw the frontline boys popping their pills Sick of the mess they find On their desert stage And the bravery of being out of range Yeah the question is vexed Old man what the hell you gonna kill next Old timer who you gonna kill next Hey bartender over here Two more shots And two more beers Sir turn up the TV sound The war has started on the ground Just love those laser guided bombs They're really great For righting wrongs You hit the target And win the game From bars 3,000 miles away 3,000 miles away We play the game With the bravery of being out of range
And finally, one of my favorite lyrics of all time, from Too Much Rope: Moslem or Christian Mullah or Pope Preachers or poet who was it wrote Give any one species too much rope And they'll **** it up
And from the great Jim Morrison, from The End, this is some of the creapiest lyrics of all time: The killer awoke before dawn, he put his boots on He took a face from the ancient gallery And he walked on down the hall He went into the room where his sister lived, and...then he Paid a visit to his brother, and then he He walked on down the hall, and And he came to a door...and he looked inside Father, yes son, I want to kill you Mother...I want to...**** you
And the waitress is practicing politics as the businessmen slowly get stoned ... And the piano sounds like a carnival And the microphone smells like a beer And they sit at the bar and put bread in my jar And say "Man, what are you doing here?"
When you love someone You're always insecure And there's only one good way To reassure Tell her about it Let her know how much you care When she can't be with you Tell her you wish you were there Tell her about it Every day before you leave Pay her some attention Give her something to believe Cause now and then She'll get to worrying Just because you haven't spoken For so long Though you may not have done anything Will that be a consolation when she's gone
I think I like Sammy Hagar because his lyrics feel so real.
Remember the Heroes: Stranger in a foreign land Fearful cries surround him. Returning home a wounded man To find he's been forgotten, yeah. Courage is the badge he wears Blinded by obsession. Wars are won by those who dare The memory still haunts him. Remember the heroes Who fight for the right to choose. Remember the heroes We've all got a lot to lose. A rebel to the naked eye An undiscovered legend Face the facts and don' t ask why. It's something to believe in. In the dark Day and night. Fight for wrong to prove what's right. Remember the heroes Who fight for the right to choose. Remember the heroes Just another life to use Remember the heroes. We've all got alot to lose. .. To take a life without a say Demanded without reason. To turn our backs and walk away A faceless act of treason. A father's son must carry on The wound is only deepened. Remember the heroes Who fight for the right to choose. Remember the heroes It's just another life to use Remember the heroes. You know we've all got alot to lose. Remember the heroes Who's gonna fill their shoes?
A Deeper Kind of Love (this is one of Brian and I's songs) A deeper kinda love Has no borderlines, no ties A deeper kinda love Can bring you down and lift you up so high A phoenix starts to rise from the ashes inside my soul Leaving old wounds behind, a new me is born And you show me your world So dangerous, but I let go And when I fall, I fall deep Into a deeper kinda love A deeper kinda love Can also bring hurt and pain And in the shadow that it casts Lies jealousy, fear, and hate The more I have to win means the more I have to lose And it hits home And when I think of losing you And your deeper kinda love Youve shown me a world So dangerous, still I let go And when I fall, I fall deep Into a deeper kinda love
Okay, last one for me. I love a lot of Sting's lyrics. He put so much emotion into his words when he sings them.
Seven Days: The fact that hes six feet ten Might instill fear in other men But not in me, the mighty flea (flee? ) Ask if I am mouse or man The mirror squeaked, away I ran Hell murder me in time for his tea Does it bother me at all My rival is neanderthal, it makes me think Perhaps I need a drink Iq is no problem here We wont be playing scrabble for her hand I fear I need that beer
I'm So Happy I Can't Stop Crying: Seven weeks have passed now since she left me She shows her face to ask me how I am She says the kids are fine and that they miss me Maybe I could come and baby-sit sometime She says, are you o.k.? I was worried about you Can you forgive me? I hope that youll be happy. Im so happy that I cant stop crying Im so happy Im laughing through my tears
I saw a friend of mine He said, i was worried about you I heard she had another man, I wondered how you felt about it? Im so happy that I cant stop crying Im so happy Im laughing though my tears
Saw my lawyer, mr good news He got me joint custody and legal separation Im so happy that I cant stop crying Im laughing through my tears Im laughing through my tears
I took a walk alone last night I looked up at the stars To try and find an answer in my life I chose a star for me I chose a star for him I chose two stars for my kids and one star for my wife Something made me smile Something seemed to ease the pain Something about the universe and how its all connected
I mentioned this in JR's thread, Matchbox 20 - Disease. I especially like the line, "You taste like honey, Honey. Tell me can I be your honey?"
Feels like you made a mistake You made somebodys heart break But now I have to let you go I have to let you go
You left a stain On every one of my good days But I am stronger than you know I have to let you go
No ones ever turned you over No ones tried To ever let you down, Beautiful girl Bless your heart
I got a disease Deep inside me Makes me feel uneasy baby I cant live without you Tell me what I am supposed to do about it Keep your distance from it Dont pay no attention to me I got a disease
Feels like youre making a mess Youre hell on wheels in a black dress You drove me to the fire And left me there to burn
Every little thing you do is tragic All my life, oh was magic Beautiful girl I cant breathe
I got a disease Deep inside me Makes me feel uneasy baby I cant live without you Tell me what I am supposed to do about it Keep your distance from it Dont pay no attention to me I got a disease I think that Im sick But leave me be while my world is coming down on me You taste like honey, honey Tell me can I be your honey Be, be strong Keep telling myself it that wont take long till Im free of my disease
Yeah well free of my disease Free of my disease
I got a disease Deep inside me Makes me feel uneasy baby I cant live without you Tell me what I am supposed to do about it Keep your distance from it Dont pay no attention to me I got a disease
I think that Im sick But leave me be while my world is coming down on me You taste like honey, honey Tell me can I be your honey Be, be strong Keep telling myself it that wont take long till Im free of my disease Yeah well free of my disease Free of my disease
Oh, and JR's reminded me of another Sammy Hagar one, A Little Bit More, especially, "Her body's in the bedroom, but her head's gone out the door.":
I felt you pull away A little bit more tonight A little bit more I recognize that face that you wore tonight A little bit more And I know I shouldn’t be surprised And I know I should believe my eyes But I don’t wanna see it I’m losing you A little bit more tonight A little bit more And I don’t wanna see I’m losing you A little bit more tonight A little bit more More space between the lines A little bit more tonight Just a little bit more It’s like falling down Three flights of love tonight Or more And I know I shouldn’t be surprised Yes and I know I should believe my eyes But I don’t wanna see it I’m losing you A little bit more tonight A little bit more And I don’t wanna see I’m losing you A little bit more tonight A little bit more So don’t think about it Go on and figure out it No place to lay the blame down Everyone’s a saint Her body’s in the bedroom But her heads gone out the door
Yea .. and I know I shouldn’t be surprised Yes and I know I should believe my eyes But I don’t wanna see it I’m losing you A little bit more tonight A little bit more And I don’t wanna see I’m losing you A little bit more tonight A little bit more NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA And I don’t wanna see That I’m losing you I felt you pull away A little bit more tonight A little bit more
MzHartz wrote: And from the great Jim Morrison, from The End, this is some of the creapiest lyrics of all time: The killer awoke before dawn, he put his boots on He took a face from the ancient gallery And he walked on down the hall He went into the room where his sister lived, and...then he Paid a visit to his brother, and then he He walked on down the hall, and And he came to a door...and he looked inside Father, yes son, I want to kill you Mother...I want to...**** you
YES! Morrison was amazing! Songs like the end were creepy but phenomonal at the same time. I liked the less poppy stuff from him, LIGHT MY FIRE not a big fan of, BREAK ON THROUGH I loved!
This is EXACTLY what I meant with these threads! Every one of you is just reminding me about more and more of what makes me love these songs and these artists!
This is really something LS should be here for, she always liked to see more music-related stuff on the forum, I think she'd really get into this. I bet her thread would be longer than the countdown thread!
Maybe the sun will keep on shining Maybe the stars fall from the skies Where there's a river flowing There is no way of knowing Where it goes, no one knows. Maybe the rain will go on falling Maybe the rain maountains touch the skies Where there's a cold wind blowing There is no way of knowing; where it goes, no one knows. Living alone in the city All of our dreams left behind In every life there are seasons of laughter and sorrow. Where in the world did our love go? Where did our dreams choose to hide? Where in the world did our love go? When did our dreams say goodbye? Living alone in the city All of our dreams left behind In every life there are seasons of laughter and sorrow. Where in the world did our love go? Where did our dreams choose to hide? Where in the world did our love go? When did our dreams say goodbye? Where in the world Where in the world Where in the world did our love go?
MzHartz wrote: Thought of another, BBM, Where in the World
BBM? Holy crap, we're actually discussing Gary Moore on this Forum? How cool is that?
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Jeremy Riggs wrote: YES! Morrison was amazing! Songs like the end were creepy but phenomonal at the same time. I liked the less poppy stuff from him, LIGHT MY FIRE not a big fan of, BREAK ON THROUGH I loved!
This is really something LS should be here for, she always liked to see more music-related stuff on the forum, I think she'd really get into this. I bet her thread would be longer than the countdown thread!
Just reading yesterday how "Light My Fire" was mostly Robbie's song.
And yes, I totally love this idea!
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Van Halen - Not Enough (some more of Sammy's lyrics). I love how he describes that it seems like you search and search for love, you try to do all the right things to get it to come, but when you finally fall in love, "You turn and swear, it's always been there."
To love somebody naturally To love somebody faithfully To love somebody equally Is not enough Is not enough It's not enough To love somebody secretly And never touch To love somebody honestly And always trust To love somebody tenderly The tender touch It's not enough It's not enough Love hurts you sometimes It's not so easy to find, no Searchin' everywhere You turn and swear It's always been there To love somebody foolishly Can happen once To love somebody hopelessly It hurts so much To love somebody equally Is not enough Is not enough It's not enough Love takes a little time It's not so easy to find, no Searchin' everywhere You turn and swear She's always been there Standin' there... oh And if it don't come easily One thing you must believe You can always have trust in me Because my heart will always be Yours honestly Yeah, love hurts you sometimes Not so easy to find, no Searchin' everywhere Then turn and swear It's always been there Standing there Love hurts you sometimes Not yours, it's not mine, no Love's only to share Turn and swear It's everywhere Standing there 'Cause it's always been there
MzHartz wrote: And here I thought I was the only person in the world who knew who BBM was...
No way, lady! Gary Moore is one of my favorite guitarists...
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