Favorite Song Lyrics

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    Warren Zevon?

    Hell . . . just pick one.


    Hurry home early,
    Hurry on home,
    Boom Boom Manicini's fighting Bobby Chacon . . .


     
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    Warren Zevon? Hell . . . just pick one. Hurry home early, Hurry on home, Boom Boom Manicini's fighting Bobby Chacon . . .
    Posted by p-mike


    I know, you could throw a dart at a list. He was incredible. Saw him in a tiny dive in Virginia Beach once. I would still rate it one of the five greatest live shows ever. (I'm sure that's been a thread before).

    Of course, how can you go wrong with a song that begins "Grandpa pissed his pants again/he don't give a damn ..."
     
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    Here is a great one that all us Rockers can identify with: Signs And the sign says "Long-haired freaky people need not apply" So I put my hair up under my hat and I went in to ask him why He said you look like a fine outstanding young man, I think you'll do So I took off my hat, I said "Imagine that, huh, me working for you" [Chorus:] Signs, signs, everywhere there's signs Blockin' up the scenery, breakin' my mind Do this, don't do that, can't you read the sign And the sign says "Anybody caught trespassing will be shot on sight" So I jumped the fence and I yelled at the house Hey! What gives you the right! To put up a fence and keep me out, or to keep Mother Nature in If God was here, he'd tell it to your face, man, you're some kind of sinner [Chorus] Oh, say now mister, can't you read You got to have a shirt and tie to get a seat You can't watch, no you can't eat, you ain't supposed to be here And the sign says "You got to have a membership card to get inside" - uh! [Solo] And the sign says "Everybody welcome, come in, kneel down and pray" But then they passed around a plate at the end of it all And I didn't have a penny to pay So I got me a pen and a paper and I made up my own fcukin' sign I said, "Thank you Lord for thinking 'bout me, I'm alive and doing fine", oh [Chorus 2x]
    Posted by jesseyeric


    I do belive that employer was in the right if this was in the foodservice industry. 
     
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    In Response to Re: Favorite Song Lyrics : I do belive that employer was in the right if this was in the foodservice industry. 
    Posted by losmediasrojas


    That's why God invented hair nets!
     
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    I do not think the hairnets became part of the health code for restaurants until many years later.

    I also propose many Harry Nielson songs.
     
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    How can we forget James Taylor - Fire and Rain

    That song was playing on every station after 9-11

    In the spirit of the Sox Board, I give you:

    Chapin /> Taylor
     
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    I'll say this about James Taylor (god love him):

    He has no range in his voice and his songs are very simply arranged.

    A guy who can't sing or play very well can still make a lot of hay with Sweet Baby James.

    James Taylor has been a good friend of mine around many a campfire.




     
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    In Response to Re: Favorite Song Lyrics : I know, you could throw a dart at a list. He was incredible. Saw him in a tiny dive in Virginia Beach once. I would still rate it one of the five greatest live shows ever. (I'm sure that's been a thread before). Of course, how can you go wrong with a song that begins "Grandpa pissed his pants again/he don't give a damn ..."
    Posted by LloydDobler


    I may have mentioned this in another thread, but I rememer going to see Warren at the Club Casino in Hampton Beach, NH long and many years ago. There was no band -- it was just Warren and his piano and it was very intimate and one of the best shows I can remember seeing . . .

    but what I remember most clearly about that show was a couple people in the back of the room who kept howling . . .   trying to ecourage Werewolves of London . . .   and noticing how Warren visibly bristled at that.

    Of course he played the song, eventually . . .   but I always got the impression that, for all the brief success it brought him, he didn't want to be identified by that.



    I miss Warren Zevon.





     
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    In Response to Re: Favorite Song Lyrics : I may have mentioned this in another thread, but I rememer going to see Warren at the Club Casino in Hampton Beach, NH long and many years ago. There was no band -- it was just Warren and his piano and it was very intimate and one of the best shows I can remember seeing . . . but what I remember most clearly about that show was a couple people in the back of the room who kept howling . . .   trying to ecourage Werewolves of London . . .   and noticing how Warren visibly bristled at that. Of course he played the song, eventually . . .   but I always got the impression that, for all the brief success it brought him, he didn't want to be identified by that. I miss Warren Zevon.
    Posted by p-mike


    That's amazing, it was the same thing at the show in Va. Beach. Also no band, just him and the piano. And people started howling and he was ticked off. He said something like, "I do other stuff, you know."
    I was literally about 10 feet away from him.

     
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    From Cliches of the World (The Kinks)

    ....In a world, feels so lonely and afraid,
    Disillusioned by the promises they made,
    It's a pity that it ended up this way,
    Life is just a cliche.

    I'm gonna do tomorrow
    What I did yesterday.
    It's such a dull routine,
    Somebody cut this scene,
    It's such a boring cliche.

    Live life, day to day,
    Seems so passe.
    Everything you hear and say,
    Just another cliche.

    Like an actor on a movie screen,
    Living out someone else's dream.
    Living out a total misconception,
    Reality, a false perception.

    It's such a wasted life,
    Without any conclusion.

    Days drift into days,
    His life just slips away.
    People so blase,
    Everything's a cliche.
    Yes it is.
    Yes it is.
    Just an illusion.
    Just an illusion.

    Moonlight over the high-rise,
    At the end of the day.
    The little man is asleep in his bed,
    Tucked up, safely away.

    In his dreams he's taken away by alien beings to another
    Galaxy, deep in space. To a planet where a man can live
    Out his fantasies, and experience unimaginable pleasures.
    But morning comes and soon the realities of life will
    Shatter his illusions, and the cliches of the world will
    Bring him down. But still he's waiting for a change. ...
     
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    Two songs slightly outside the realm of rock'n'roll with lyrics that I've always thought were great:

    Ball of Confusion by the Temptations

    Evolution, revolution, gun control, the sound of soul
    shooting rockets to the moon
    kids growing up too soon
    politicians say more taxes will solve everything

    Eve of Destruction , tax deduction
    city inspectors, bill collectors
    mod clothes in demand
    population out of hand
    suicide, too many bills
    hippies moving to the hills
    people all over the world are shouting "end the war"

    A Real Mother for You by Johnny Guitar Watson

    Wanna buy a new car
    but the price ain't right
    be a downside cheaper
    to start riding a bike
    they're making milk out of powder ( yes they are)
    got the babies cryin'
    rents going up higher
    got the parents lying.

    It's a real mother for ya, make you want to run for cover
    if you look you will discover, that it's a real mother for you.
     
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    Two songs slightly outside the realm of rock'n'roll with lyrics that I've always thought were great: Ball of Confusion by the Temptations Evolution, revolution, gun control, the sound of soul shooting rockets to the moon kids growing up too soon politicians say more taxes will solve everything Eve of Destruction , tax deduction city inspectors, bill collectors mod clothes in demand population out of hand suicide, too many bills hippies moving to the hills people all over the world are shouting "end the war" A Real Mother for You by Johnny Guitar Watson Wanna buy a new car but the price ain't right be a downside cheaper to start riding a bike they're making milk out of powder ( yes they are) got the babies cryin' rents going up higher got the parents lying. It's a real mother for ya, make you want to run for cover if you look you will discover, that it's a real mother for you.
    Posted by ZILLAGOD


    Love the Ball of Confusion. They also recorded Psch. Shack which was also great with word play.


     
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    In Response to Re: Favorite Song Lyrics : Love the Ball of Confusion. They also recorded Psch. Shack which was also great with word play.
    Posted by jesseyeric


    One of my favorite bands from the "alternative rock era" , Love and Rockets do a great cover version of Ball of Confusion with siren sound effects and some 'hey-hey's' thrown in.

    If you haven't heard it ,it's on their Express CD ,I think.
     
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    "A Change is Gonna Come," by Sam Cooke.
     
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    I do not think the hairnets became part of the health code for restaurants until many years later. I also propose many Harry Nielson songs.
    Posted by jesseyeric


    That employer could have just as easily been George Steinbrenner. 
     
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    In Response to Re: Favorite Song Lyrics : That employer could have just as easily been George Steinbrenner. 
    Posted by losmediasrojas


    I don't know - afterall, George did hire George Costanza.
     
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    I'll say this about James Taylor (god love him): He has no range in his voice and his songs are very simply arranged. A guy who can't sing or play very well can still make a lot of hay with Sweet Baby James. James Taylor has been a good friend of mine around many a campfire.
    Posted by p-mike


    This has probably been a thread before, too, but first album I ever bought was "Sweet Baby James."

     
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    Help - I have the song "Candy Man" by Sammy Davis Jr. stuck in my head.

    But since it is there - was this song really about candy or drugs? What is your take?
     
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    Help - I have the song "Candy Man" by Sammy Davis Jr. stuck in my head. But since it is there - was this song really about candy or drugs? What is your take?
    Posted by jesseyeric


    I'm guessing it really is about candy since it was originally written for the original Willy Wonka and the Chocalate Factory movie.
     
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    Neon shines through smoky eyes tonight
    It's 2 AM, I'm drunk again
    It's heavy on my mind
    It's heavy on my mind

    I could never love again
    So much as I love you
    Where you end where I begin
    Is like a river going through

    Take my heart, take my eyes
    `Cause I`ll need them no more
    If never again they?ll fall upon
    The one I so adore

    `Scuse me please, one more drink
    Could you make it strong
    `cause I don't need to think
    She broke my heart
    My Grace is Gone
    Another drink and I?ll move on

    One drink to remember, and another to forget
    How could I ever dream to find a love like this again
    One drink to remember, and another to forget...

    Excuse me please, one more drink
    Would you make it strong
    `Cause I don't need to think
    She broke my heart
    My Grace is Gone
    Another drink and I'll move on
    One more drink and ill move on...

    You think of things impossible
    Then the sun refuse to shine
    I woke with you beside me
    Your cold hand lay in mine

    `Scuse me please, one more drink
    Could you make it strong
    `Cause I don?t need to think
    She broke my heart
    My Grace is Gone
    Another drink and I'll go...

    `Scuse me please, one more drink
    Could you make it strong
    `Cause I don?t need to think
    She broke my heart
    My Grace is Gone
    Another drink and I`ll move on
    One more drink and I`ll move on
    One more drink my Grace is Gone


    Grace is Gone- Dave Matthews Band.

    This song is beautiful.

     
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    Neon shines through smoky eyes tonight It's 2 AM, I'm drunk again It's heavy on my mind It's heavy on my mind I could never love again So much as I love you Where you end where I begin Is like a river going through Take my heart, take my eyes `Cause I`ll need them no more If never again they?ll fall upon The one I so adore `Scuse me please, one more drink Could you make it strong `cause I don't need to think She broke my heart My Grace is Gone Another drink and I?ll move on One drink to remember, and another to forget How could I ever dream to find a love like this again One drink to remember, and another to forget... Excuse me please, one more drink Would you make it strong `Cause I don't need to think She broke my heart My Grace is Gone Another drink and I'll move on One more drink and ill move on... You think of things impossible Then the sun refuse to shine I woke with you beside me Your cold hand lay in mine `Scuse me please, one more drink Could you make it strong `Cause I don?t need to think She broke my heart My Grace is Gone Another drink and I'll go... `Scuse me please, one more drink Could you make it strong `Cause I don?t need to think She broke my heart My Grace is Gone Another drink and I`ll move on One more drink and I`ll move on One more drink my Grace is Gone Grace is Gone- Dave Matthews Band. This song is beautiful.
    Posted by Michelle-


    Woooooooooo

    For a second when I saw your name, I thought you were going to say Michelle by the Beatles. Now that is their worst song.
     
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    just chekc out any Shane MacGowan lyrics from Rum Sodomy and the Lash as well as If I should Fall From Grace With God.. Just amazing
     
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    In Response to Re: Favorite Song Lyrics : Woooooooooo For a second when I saw your name, I thought you were going to say Michelle by the Beatles. Now that is their worst song.
    Posted by jesseyeric


    I love The Beatles, but that song is painful.
     
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    Neon shines through smoky eyes tonight It's 2 AM, I'm drunk again It's heavy on my mind It's heavy on my mind I could never love again So much as I love you Where you end where I begin Is like a river going through Take my heart, take my eyes `Cause I`ll need them no more If never again they?ll fall upon The one I so adore `Scuse me please, one more drink Could you make it strong `cause I don't need to think She broke my heart My Grace is Gone Another drink and I?ll move on One drink to remember, and another to forget How could I ever dream to find a love like this again One drink to remember, and another to forget... Excuse me please, one more drink Would you make it strong `Cause I don't need to think She broke my heart My Grace is Gone Another drink and I'll move on One more drink and ill move on... You think of things impossible Then the sun refuse to shine I woke with you beside me Your cold hand lay in mine `Scuse me please, one more drink Could you make it strong `Cause I don?t need to think She broke my heart My Grace is Gone Another drink and I'll go... `Scuse me please, one more drink Could you make it strong `Cause I don?t need to think She broke my heart My Grace is Gone Another drink and I`ll move on One more drink and I`ll move on One more drink my Grace is Gone Grace is Gone- Dave Matthews Band. This song is beautiful.
    Posted by Michelle-


    Love that song, and the whole album. And DMB.
     
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    Really don't mind if you sit this one out.
    My words but a whisper -- your deafness a SHOUT.
    I may make you feel but I can't make you think.
    Your sperm's in the gutter -- your love's in the sink.
    So you ride yourselves over the fields and
    you make all your animal deals and
    your wise men don't know how it feels to be thick as a brick.
    And the sand-castle virtues are all swept away in
    the tidal destruction
    the moral melee.
    The elastic retreat rings the close of play as the last wave uncovers
    the newfangled way.
    But your new shoes are worn at the heels and
    your suntan does rapidly peel and
    your wise men don't know how it feels to be thick as a brick.

    And the love that I feel is so far away:
    I'm a bad dream that I just had today -- and you
    shake your head and
    say it's a shame.

    Spin me back down the years and the days of my youth.
    Draw the lace and black curtains and shut out the whole truth.
    Spin me down the long ages: let them sing the song.

    See there! A son is born -- and we pronounce him fit to fight.
    There are black-heads on his shoulders, and he pees himself in the night.
    We'll
    make a man of him
    put him to trade
    teach him
    to play Monopoly not
    to sing in the rain.

    The Poet and the painter casting shadows on the water --
    as the sun plays on the infantry returning from the sea.
    The do-er and the thinker: no allowance for the other --
    as the failing light illuminates the mercenary's creed.
    The home fire burning: the kettle almost boiling --
    but the master of the house is far away.
    The horses standing -- their warm breath clouding
    in the sharp and frosty morning of the day.
    And the poet lifts his pen while the soldier sheaths his sword.

    And the youngest of the family is moving with authority.
    Building castles by the sea, he dares the tardy tide to wash them all aside.

    The cattle quietly grazing at the grass down by the river
    where the swelling mountain water moves onward to the sea:
    the builder of the castles renews the age-old purpose
    and contemplates the milking girl whose offer is his need.
    The young men of the household have
    all gone into service and
    are not to be expected for a year.
    The innocent young master -- thoughts moving ever faster --
    has formed the plan to change the man he sees.
    And the poet sheaths his pen while the soldier lifts his sword.

    And the oldest of the family is moving with authority.
    A-coming from across the sea, he challenges the son who puts him to the run.

    What do you do when
    the old man's gone -- do you want to be him? And
    your real self sings the song.
    Do you want to free him?
    No one to help you get up steam --
    and the whirlpool turns you `way off-beam.

    LATER.
    I've come down from the upper class to mend your rotten ways.
    My father was a man-of-power whom everyone obeyed.
    So come on all you criminals!
    I've got to put you straight just like I did with my old man --
    twenty years too late.
    Your bread and water's going cold.
    Your hair is too short and neat.
    I'll judge you all and make damn sure that no-one judges me.

    You curl your toes in fun as you smile at everyone.
    You meet the stares; you're unaware that your doings aren't done.
    And you laugh most ruthlessly as you tell us what not to be.
    But how are we supposed to see where we should run?
    I see you shuffle in the courtroom with
    your rings upon your fingers and
    your downy little sidies and
    your silver-buckle shoes.
    Playing at the hard case, you follow the example of the comic-paper idol
    who lets you bend the rules.

    So!
    Come on ye childhood heroes!
    Won't you rise up from the pages of your comic-books,
    your super crooks
    and show us all the way.
    Well! Make your will and testament.
    Won't you join your local government?
    We'll have Superman for president
    let Robin save the day.

    You put your bet on number one and it comes up every time.
    The other kids have all backed down and they put you first in line.
    And so you finally ask yourself just how big you are --
    and take your place in a wiser world of bigger motor cars.
    And you wonder who to call on.

    So! Where the hell was Biggles when you needed him last Saturday?
    And where were all the sportsmen who always pulled you though?
    They're all resting down in Cornwall --
    writing up their memoirs for a paper-back edition
    of the Boy Scout Manual.

    LATER.
    See there! A man born -- and we pronounce him fit for peace.
    There's a load lifted from his shoulders with the discovery of his disease.
    We'll
    take the child from him
    put it to the test
    teach it
    to be a wise man
    how to fool the rest.

    QUOTE
    We will be geared to the average rather than the exceptional
    God is an overwhelming responsibility
    we walked through the maternity ward and saw 218 babies wearing nylons
    cats are on the upgrade
    upgrade? Hipgrave. Oh, Mac.

    LATER
    In the clear white circles of morning wonder,
    I take my place with the lord of the hills.
    And the blue-eyed soldiers stand slightly discoloured (in neat little rows)
    sporting canvas frills.
    With their jock-straps pinching, they slouch to attention,
    while queueing for sarnies at the office canteen.
    Saying -- how's your granny and
    good old Ernie: he coughed up a tenner on a premium bond win.
    The legends (worded in the ancient tribal hymn) lie cradled
    in the seagull's call.
    And all the promises they made are ground beneath the sadist's fall.
    The poet and the wise man stand behind the gun,
    and signal for the crack of dawn.
    Light the sun.

    Do you believe in the day? Do you?
    Believe in the day! The Dawn Creation of the Kings has begun.
    Soft Venus (lonely maiden) brings the ageless one.
    Do you believe in the day?
    The fading hero has returned to the night -- and fully pregnant with the day,
    wise men endorse the poet's sight.
    Do you believe in the day? Do you? Believe in the day!

    Let me tell you the tales of your life of
    your love and the cut of the knife
    the tireless oppression
    the wisdom instilled
    the desire to kill or be killed.
    Let me sing of the losers who lie in the street as the last bus goes by.
    The pavements ar empty: the gutters run red -- while the fool
    toasts his god in the sky.

    So come all ye young men who are building castles!
    Kindly state the time of the year and join your voices in a hellish chorus.
    Mark the precise nature of your fear.
    Let me help you pick up your dead as the sins of the father are fed
    with
    the blood of the fools and
    the thoughts of the wise and
    from the pan under your bed.
    Let me make you a present of song as
    the wise man breaks wind and is gone while
    the fool with the hour-glass is cooking his goose and
    the nursery rhyme winds along.

    So! Come all ye young men who are building castles!
    Kindly state the time of the year and join your voices in a hellish chorus.
    Mark the precise nature of your fear.
    See! The summer lightning casts its bolts upon you
    and the hour of judgement draweth near.
    Would you be
    the fool stood in his suit of armour or
    the wiser man who rushes clear.
    So! Come on ye childhood heroes!
    Won't your rise up from the pages of your comic-books
    your super-crooks and
    show us all the way.
    Well! Make your will and testament.
    Won't you? Join your local government.
    We'll have Superman for president
    let Robin save the day.
    So! Where the hell was Biggles when you needed him last Saturday?
    And where were all the sportsmen who always pulled you through?
    They're all resting down in Cornwall -- writing up their memoirs
    for a paper-back edition of the Boy Scout Manual.

    OF COURSE
    So you ride yourselves over the fields and
    you make all your animal deals and
    your wise men don't know how it feels to be thick as a brick.
     

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