Post your favourite song lyrics

jorge76

madagas wrote:

sweet....he wrote Johnny Cash's Sunday Morning Coming Down which is a flat out classic.
Well, I woke up Sunday morning
With no way to hold my head that didn't hurt.
And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad,
So I had one more for dessert.
Then I fumbled in my closet through my clothes
And found my cleanest dirty shirt.
Then I washed my face and combed my hair
And stumbled down the stairs to meet the day.
I'd smoked my mind the night before
With cigarettes and songs I'd been picking.
But I lit my first and watched a small kid
Playing with a can that he was kicking.
Then I walked across the street
And caught the Sunday smell of someone frying chicken.
And Lord, it took me back to something that I'd lost
Somewhere, somehow along the way.
On a Sunday morning sidewalk,
I'm wishing, Lord, that I was stoned.
'Cause there's something in a Sunday
That makes a body feel alone.
And there's nothing short a' dying
That's half as lonesome as the sound
Of the sleeping city sidewalk
And Sunday morning coming down.
In the park I saw a daddy
With a laughing little girl that he was swinging.
And I stopped beside a Sunday school
And listened to the songs they were singing.
Then I headed down the street,
And somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringing,
And it echoed through the canyon
Like the disappearing dreams of yesterday.
On a Sunday morning sidewalk,
I'm wishing, Lord, that I was stoned.
'Cause there's something in a Sunday
That makes a body feel alone.
And there's nothing short a' dying
That's half as lonesome as the sound
Of the sleeping city sidewalk
And Sunday morning coming down.

TRUER WORDS WERE NEVER SPOKEN.....:haha:

Yeah, that's one of the best songs ever. That's actually my favorite Johnny Cash song, and for a long time I had no idea it was actually a Kristofferson song.

As far as classics go, he also wrote Me and Bobby McGee, that Janis Joplin made famous.

luckylittlelady

You are posting some fabulous lyrics guys! I'm afraid I'm about to lower the tone. Not lyrical genious but never fails to bring a smile to my face!

Well I'm upper upper class high society
God's gift to ballroom notoriety
And I always fill my ballroom
The event is never small
The social pages say I've got
The biggest balls of all

I've got big balls
I've got big balls
They're such big balls
And they're dirty big balls
And he's got big balls
And she's got big balls
(But we've got the biggest balls of them all)

And my balls are always bouncing
My ballroom always full
And everybody cums and cums again
If your name is on the guest list
No one can take you higher
Everybody says I've got
Great balls of fire

I've got big balls
Oh I've got big balls
And they're such big balls
Dirty big balls
And he's got big balls
And she's got big balls
(But we've got the biggest balls of them all)

Some balls are held for charity
And some for fancy dress
But when they're held for pleasure
They're the balls that I like best
My balls are always bouncing
To the left and to the right
It's my belief that my big balls
Should be held every night

We've got big balls
We've got big balls
We've got big balls
Dirty big balls
He's got big balls
She's got big balls
(But we've got the biggest balls of them all)

(We've got big balls)
(We've got big balls)

And I'm just itching to tell you about them
Oh we had such wonderful fun
Seafood cocktail, crabs, crayfish
(But we've got the biggest balls of them all)

AC/DC - Big Balls

luckylittlelady

When you wish upon a star
Makes no difference who you are
Anything your heart desires
Will come to you

If your heart is in your dream
No request is too extreme
When you wish upon a star
As dreamers do

Fate is kind
She brings to those who love
The sweet fulfillment of
Their secret longing

Like a bolt out of the blue
Fate steps in and sees you through
When you wish upon a star
Your dreams come true

When you wish upon a star - Jiminy Cricket

polluxlm

Remo Conscious - Lies

It may have started with the Easter Bunny or St. Nicolas even more ridiculous... the Tooth Fairy
From there we're forced to recite the pledge Hail Mary!
One nation under god? Why us?
Don't question son, you'll burn in hell
Pay attention to the lies that we're told to tell
Teacher teaches us Columbus was a hero
He stole lands He stole lives of so-called Indians From the Tainos to the Africans
Respect Thomas Jefferson? He molested Sally Hemmings
And now they say Reagan was a great man
The godfather of crack babies
Denier of the AIDS plague
I ran fast as I could to the library To find out they trace the books I read
These lies got me surrounded
There's a war on truth
And it all may have started with that first lost tooth

CHORUS: # Lies, its all lies # Everything they say # Lies, they keep telling lies # We hear 'em everyday # Do you think that we don't know # That you're up to no good # When you're tellin' lies

They say milk does a body good - How so? It causes disease, don't trust me? Read about BGH and IGF-1
The Dairy industry has us drinking poison
Got Milk?
Better yet, how about "Got Cancer?" Got a sick prostate and you're looking for answers?
And while we trust the FDA to protect us These mad cows are milking us all the way to the bank
From cell phones to pharmaceuticals children forced vaccinations that carry plague and chemicals Corporate thugs push drugs like Evangelists push miracles
Monsanto, Bayer, Proctor & Gamble
Fluoride in our water supply has got us all cockeyed
But still they lie Telling us it's for our own good First used in Nazi prison camps, now it's in our hoods

CHORUS

From FOX News to the New York Post and all and these lying Neo-Con right-wing news show hosts
Bill O'Reilly makes me nauseous
Hanity and Colmes are drones for these greedy corporate monsters
Feeding lies to the public
They love it, we're puppets
Intimidated and controlled by color codes Where lie becomes truth, and truth becomes myth
Lost in the Rupert Murdoch and Clear Channel abyss
If you don't agree with Bush then you're un-patriotic
Even if you've never known a man this psychotic
In control of the so-called free and brave We've become timid and afraid eager to become slaves
The Patriot Act is for the good of the people? Is like saying the Bush Regime will protect us from evil
How many lies can they tell in just 4 years?! I say the worst is yet to come so it's time to prepare

CHORUS

We saw the towers fall to ashes like they where laced with bombs Are you sure only 2 planes did that harm?
You told us flight 77 hit the Pentagon? But there's no photos of parts, man Plus the science is wrong
You let it happen, like FDR did Pearl Harbour So you could profit from war just like your father
Taking lives and oil in the name of freedom While innocent are either tortured, left homeless or bleeding "Death to America" is what they scream while you preach freedom and the American dream
Troops dying, mothers crying, still to trying to cope
While your denying, that the dangers from Iraq was a hoax
Your not a man of the people, just a product of evil Greed, Power and God - a combination that's lethal So deceitful it's criminal, but soon the truth will rise

Lies, it's all lies...

polluxlm

Black
then
white are
all I see
in my infancy.
red and yellow then came to be,
reaching out to me.
lets me see.
As below, so above and beyond, I imagine
drawn beyond the lines of reason.
Push the envelope.
Watch it bend.

Over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind.
Withering my intuition, missing opportunities and I must
Feed my will to feel my moment drawing way outside the lines.

Black
then
white are
all I see
in my infancy.
red and yellow then came to be,
reaching out to me.
lets me see
there is so much more and beckons me to look through to these infinite possibilities.
As below, so above and beyond, I imagine
drawn outside the lines of reason.
Push the envelope.
Watch it bend.

Over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind.
Withering my intuition leaving all these opportunities behind.

Feed my will to feel this moment urging me to cross the line.
Reaching out to embrace the random.
Reaching out to embrace whatever may come.

I embrace my desire to
feel the rhythm, to feel connected
enough to step aside and weep like a widow
to feel inspired, to fathom the power,
to witness the beauty, to bathe in the fountain,
to swing on the spiral
of our divinity and still be a human.

With my feet upon the ground I lose myself
between the sounds and open wide to suck it in,
I feel it move across my skin.
I'm reaching up and reaching out,
I'm reaching for the random or what ever will bewilder me.
And following our will and wind we may just go where no one's been.
We'll ride the spiral to the end and may just go where no one's been.

Spiral out. Keep going, going...

polluxlm

Wear the grudge like a crown of negativity.
Calculate what we will or will not tolerate.
Desperate to control all and everything.
Unable to forgive your scarlet lettermen.

Clutch it like a cornerstone. Otherwise it all comes down.
Justify denials and grip 'em to the lonesome end.
Clutch it like a cornerstone. Otherwise it all comes down.
Terrified of being wrong. Ultimatum prison cell.

Saturn ascends, choose one or ten. Hang on or be humbled again.

Clutch it like a cornerstone. Otherwise it all comes down.
Justify denials and grip 'em to the lonesome end.
Saturn ascends, comes round again.
Saturn ascends, the one, the ten. Ignorant to the damage done.

Wear the grudge like a crown of negativity.
Calculate what we will or will not tolerate.
Desperate to control all and everything.
Unable to forgive your scarlet lettermen.

Wear the grudge like a crown. Desperate to control.
Unable to forgive. And we're sinking deeper.

Defining, confining, controlling, and we're sinking deeper.

Saturn comes back around to show you everything
Let's you choose what you will not see and then
Drags you down like a stone or lifts you up again
Spits you out like a child, light and innocent.

Saturn comes back around. Lifts you up like a child or
Drags you down like a stone
To consume you till you choose to let this go.

Give away the stone.
Let the oceans take and transmutate this cold and fated anchor.
Give away the stone.
Let the waters kiss and transmutate these leaden grudges into gold.
Let go.

BLS-Pride

So here we are at the end,
And at the same time we're at the beginning
Of this misadventure.
Why I had to go down a dead end street
At 200 miles an hour
Screaming for vengeance and embracing death,
That's still something I'm trying to figure out.
You know a part of me thinks this is some big master plan
To expose the raw nerve endings of dysfunction so I can heal.
But you know addicts, we think everything's about us, don't we?

Man, it got so convoluted, polluted, and distorted
I turned it into my armor, my defense mechanism,
And my weapon of self destruction.
Yeah, I had a fucked up childhood. And I was a troubled teen.
Those are facts.
How I got there? That's a story told by many voice.
It's not my job to blame anybody anymore,
I just need to accept the path I was given.

This is, without a doubt,
My life... after death.

Communist China

An amazing Saul Williams song, 'Talk to Strangers'. For any SOAD fans, Serj Tankien plays piano on the song.

Now I wasn't raised at gunpoint
and I've read too many books
to distract me from the mirror
when unhappy with my looks
and I ain't got proper diction
for the makings of a thug
though I grew up in the ghetto
and my niggers all sold drugs,
and though that may validate me
for a spot on MTV
and give me all the airplay
that my bank account would need,
I was hoping to invest in
a lesson that I learned
I thought this fool had jumped me
just because it was my turn.
I went to an open space
because I knew he wouldn't do it
if somebody there could see him
or somebody else might prove it,
and maybe in your eyes
it may seem I got punked out
because I walked in their own path
and then went and changed my route.
But that open-ness exposed me
to a truth I couldn't find
in the clenched fists of my ego
or the confines of my mind
or the hip-ness of my swagger,
or the swagger of my step,
the scowl of my grimace,
or the mean-ness of my rap.
Because we represent a truth son,
that changes by the hour,
and when you open to it,
for nobility is power,
in that shifting form you'll find a truth that doesn't change
and that truth is living proof of the fact that God is strange'¦

Talk to strangers
when the family fails and friends led you astray
and Buddah laughs and Jesus weeps and turns out God is gay.
As angels in disguise love can come in many forms,
the hallways of your projects or the fat girl in your dorm,
and when you finally take the time to see what they're about
perhaps you find they're lonely or their wisdom trips you out.

Maybe you'll find the cycles end
right back where you began,
but come this time around
you'll have someone to hold your hand,
who prays for you who is there for you
who sends you love and light,
exposes you to parts of you
that you once tried to fight.
And come this time around
you choose to walk a different path,
you'll embrace what you turned away
and cry at what you laughed,
because that's the only way
we're going to make it through this storm,
where ignorance is common sense
and senseless is the norm.
Infact we're high above the truth
and that you never touch,
and stolen goods are overpriced
and freedom costs too much,
and no-one seems to recognise
the symbols come to life,
the bitten apple on the screen
and Jesus had a wife,
and she was his Messiah
like that stranger may be yours,
who holds a subtle knife
that carves through worlds
like magic doors,
and that's what I've been looking for,
the bridge from then to now,
just watching B.E.T like what the fuck son,
this is foul
But that's where [Boston?] represents
this fear that we live in,
the world is not a flat screen
I ain't trying to fit in.
But this ain't for the underground
this here is for the sun.
A seed a stranger gave to me
and planted on my tongue.
And when I look at you,
I know I'm not the only one.
As a great man once said,
there's nothing more powerful
than an idea
who's time
has come

Communist China

To jumpstart this thread a little, here's my favorite Jellyfish lyrics 'Joining a Fan Club'.

She turned the nightlight on a blew him a kiss.
He stared back through is green crayola eyes.
She traced his likeness from off the back of a disc.
Next to the boxtop promise of the biggest prize.
Joining a fan club with my friends.
Filling our bathtubs with tee shirts and 8 x 10's.
He looks so dreamy,
I'm in love from afar.
When I'm picking up a fallen star.
Downstairs the late show's blasting 'age of the rock'.
The greedy monks playin' last Sunday at the milky way.
Mom's writing checks to the minister in the corner singing 'dig
down deep'.
'Cause if you wanna go to heaven all you gotta so is pay to pray.

Joining a fan club with my pen.
Filling my bathtub with Holy water and amens.
He looks so dreamy,
I'm in love from afar.
When I'm picking up a fallen star.
Shake that woody.
Shake it for me St. Pinocchio.
You've paid your money, now watch that money grow.
Joining a fan club, best be warned.
He turns me on when he wears that lampshade crown of thorns.
We'd be so dreamy,
Sharing his black caviar.
While I'm picking up a fallen star.
Joining a fan club is a big mistake.
I still get heartburn when I think about all of the stamps I ate.

I wished I'd loved him,
Before fate crashed his car.
Say a prayer for the fallen star

CrimeSlunkScene

Metallica - Dyers Eve

Dear Mother
Dear Father
What is this hell you have put me through
Believer
Deceiver
Day in day out live my life through you
Pushed onto me what's wrong or right
Hidden from this thing that they call life

Dear Mother
Dear Father
Every thought I'd think you'd disapprove
Curator
Dictator
Always censoring my every move
Children are seen but are not heard
Tear out everything inspired

Innocence
Torn from me without your shelter
Barred reality
I'm living blindly

Dear Mother
Dear Father
Time has frozen still what's left to be
Hear nothing
Say nothing
Cannot face the fact I think for me
No guarantee, it's life as is
But damn you for not giving me my chance

Dear Mother
Dear Father
You've clipped my wings before I learned to fly
Unspoiled
Unspoken
I've outgrown that fucking lullaby
Same thing I've always heard from you
Do as I say not as I do

Innocence
Torn from me without your shelter
Barred reality
I'm living blindly

I'm in hell without you
Cannot cope without you two
Shocked at the world that I see
Innocent victim please rescue me

Dear Mother
Dear Father
Hidden in your world you've made for me
I'm seething
I'm bleeding
Ripping wounds in me that never heal
Undying spite I feel for you
Living out this hell you always knew

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