Favorite Song Lyrics

[Pathless]

Originally Posted by BluejayWay

The only Femmes I know is Hallowed Ground, and I think it's a masterpiece--

Hey, I clicked on your homepage--I'll second the "Here's to Jerry"! I really got into the Grateful Dead with American Beauty--the perfect melding of the sacred and the profane--I was sixteen, and played it two or three times a day for a solid month, at least--

Oh, well--I can't take credit for that. I gave up my claim to that address about six or seven months ago. It looks like some other deadhead has taken it over since then. I'm not really a deadhead; although I do enjoy their music very much. Ripple is probably my favorite song off of American Beauty, but I also like Sugar Magnolia a whole lot. Other Dead favorites include Slipknot/Franklin's Tower and Eyes of the World.

As far as the Violent Femmes go; yes, Hallowed Ground is very good, too. That's actually the only other Femmes record I own, but I can't listen to it right now, since it is actually a record and I don't own a turntable anymore.

Here's some lyrics to follow Ripple--U2's One:

Is it getting better?
Or do you feel the same?
Will it make it easier on you now
You've got someone to blame?
You say...
One love
One life
When it's one need
In the night
One love
We get to share it
Leaves you baby if you
Don't care for it


Did I disappoint you
Or leave a bad taste in your mouth?
You act like you never had Love
And you want me to go without
Well it's...
Too late
Tonight
To drag the past out into the light
We're one, but we're not the same
We get to
Carry each other
Carry each other
One...


Have you come here for forgiveness?
Have you come to raise the dead?
Have you come here to play Jesus
To the lepers in your head?
Did I ask too much?
More than a lot?
You gave me nothing
Now it's all I got
We're one
But we're not the same
Well we
Hurt each other
And we'll do it again
You say
Love is a temple
Love a higher law
Love is a temple
Love the higher law
You ask me to enter
But then you make me crawl
And I can't be holding on
To what you got
When all you got is hurt

One love
One blood
One life
You got to do what you should
One life
With each other
Sisters
Brothers
One life
But we're not the same
We get to
Carry each other
Carry each other
One
One

[BluejayWay]

I gave up my claim to that address about six or seven months ago. It looks like some other deadhead has taken it over since then.

Interesting coincidence!
As to who is a Deadhead, the debate continues to roll on--although reasoned consensus tends toward a "hey, if you like the music, you can consider yourself a Deadhead" sort of position. Anyhow, I should think of a lyric to post--ok, another Dead song:

Blues For Allah



Lyrics: Robert Hunter
Music: Jerry Garcia

Arabian wind, the needle's eye is thin
The ships of state sail on mirage and drown in sand
Out in no man's land, where Allah does command
What good is spilling blood? It will not grow a thing
"Taste eternity", the swords sing
Blues for Allah, Insh'Allah
They lie where they fall, there's nothing more to say
The desert stars are bright tonight, let's meet as friends

The flower of Islam, the fruit of Abraham
The thousand stories have come round to one again
Arabian night, our gods pursue their flight
What fatal flowers of darkness bloom from seeds of light
Bird of Paradise fly in the white sky

Blues for Allah, Insh'Allah
Let's see with our heart these things our eyes have seen
And know the truth must still lie somewhere in between

Under eternity
Under eternity
Under eternity
Under eternity
Under eternity
Under eternity

Bird of Paradise fly in white sky
Blues for Allah, Insh'Allah

[Pathless]

Originally Posted by BluejayWay

Interesting coincidence!

Oh, it's not a coincidence; the web address is cosmiccharlie.blogspot.com--Cosmic Charlie being a song off Aoxomoxoa.

[BluejayWay]

cosmiccharlie.blogspot.com

[Vajradhara]

The Rain Song


This is the springtime of my loving-
the second season I am to know

You are the sunlight in my growing-
so little warmth I've felt before.

It isn't hard to feel me glowing-
I watched the fire that grew so low.

It is the summer of my smiles-
flee from me Keepers of the Gloom.

Speak to me only with your eyes
it is to you I give this tune.

Ain't so hard to recognize-
These things are clear to all from
time to time. Ooooh...

(Chorus)
I've felt the coldness of my winter
I never thought it would ever go
I cursed the gloom that set upon us...
But I know that I love you so
but I know that I love you so.


These are the seasons of emotion
And like the winds they rise and fall

This is the wonder of devotion-
I see the torch we all must hold.

This is the mystery of the quotient-
Upon us all a little rain

must fall, Just a little rain?
ooooh, yeah yeah yeah!

[Geist]

Artist: Skunk Anansie
Song: Twisted
Album: Stoosh
[" Stoosh " CD]

I cried on my blood day
there was nothing that I
could hold on to
just a line could have helped
remind me of you, of you

I screamed till the blood came
I was living in a cloud of hope
lover's kiss then they make a wish
to the end, they pretend

everyday hurts a little more
everyday hurts a little more
and I'll do anything
yes I'll do anything
to belong
to be strong
to say there's nothing wrong
everyday hurts a little more
everyday hurts a little more
and I'll do anything
yes I'll do anything
to belong
to be strong
to say there's nothing wrong
everyday hurts

I cried in the sunlight
would I fake all the times I loved you
just to play in a game of twisted with you
with you
I need to believe you
sacrificed all the lies we made up
how we kissed then we made our wish
to the end, to the end

repeat chorus
time made me confide in you
so contrived were the words you sold me
now nothing can swallow
the feeling so shallow inside

[nonreligiouspersona]

From the song Yesterday.com by Sum 41

can't step in my way
head first in your love & dismay
its like beating the day
it can't stop going out of my head
whatever this could be i'd never know,
i never said it'd be the end of our torpedo

i hate you today,
i can't find a way,
don't drag me down now,

[Chorus]
goodbye, i've had enough frustration
i won't kiss up, goodbye,
this dead end situation,
it's just not worth my time
[End Chorus]

it's all better today,
i never thought it would end up this way,
you got somethin' to say?
don't wanna hear it if it gets in my way
(halt)this confusion, wondering, so overwhelmed,
(halt) this illusion seems so clear,
(cant) find conclusion dissapointing evolution
not (all) things are what they appear

so whats the point of this hell?
i know you too well we're running backwards,

[Chorus]
while waiting so frustrating,
im so sick of,
all this tension not to mention,
im so sick of,
can't take it,
you won't make it,
just save yourself the struggle,
can't do this,
try for yourself 'cuz im just fine!
[Guitar Solo]

you speak for all of us when,
you can be heard
i'll bet you've had a lesson to know one word
(so sick of, feel so sick of)
you speak for all of us when,
you can be heard
i'll bet you've had a lesson to know one word

[Chorus]
while waiting so frustrating,
im so sick of,
all this tension not to mention,
im so sick of, sick of you!

And Garden Groove by Sublime

We took this trip to garden grove
It smelt like lou dog in the van
This ain't no reggae party $5 at the door
Get so real sometimes who wrote my rhymes
I got the microwave got the vcr I got the duece duece
in the trunk of my car
If you only knew that all the love that I found
It's hard to keep my soul on the ground
You're a fool don't you **** around with my dog
All I can see I steal as I fill up my garage
But my mind music from jamaica
All the love that I found, pull over there's a reason
why my soul is unsound
It's you it's that **** stuck under my shoe
It's that smell inside the van
It's my bed sheet covered with sand
Sitting through a shitty band
Getting hassled by the man
Waking up to an alarm
Sticking needles in your arm
Picking up trash on the freeway
Feeling depressed every day
Leaving without making a sound
Pickin up my dog at the pound
Livin in a tweeker pad
Getting yelled at by my dad
Saying I'm happy when I'm not
Finding roaches in the pot
All these things I do
They're waiting para tu.

Those are 2 of my favorite lyrics

[StarshipEnterprise]

here's a good one:

Indian Sunset

Music by Elton John
Lyrics by Bernie Taupin

As I awoke this evening with the smell of wood smoke clinging
Like a gentle cobweb hanging upon a painted tepee
Oh I went to see my chieftain with my warlance and my woman
For he told us that the yellow moon would very soon be leaving
This I can't believe I said, I can't believe our warlord's dead
Oh he would not leave the chosen ones to the buzzards and the soldiers guns

Oh great father of the Iroquois ever since I was young
I've read the writing of the smoke and breast fed on the sound of drums
I've learned to hurl the tomahawk and ride a painted pony wild
To run the gantlet of the Sioux, to make a chieftain's daughter mine

And now you ask that I should watch
The red man's race be slowly crushed
What kind of words are these to hear
From Yellow Dog whom white man fears

I take only what is mine Lord, my pony, my squaw, and my child
I can't stay to see you die along with my tribe's pride
I go to search for the yellow moon and the fathers of our sons
Where the red sun sinks in the hills of gold and the healing waters run

Trampling down the prairie rose leaving hoof tracks in the sand
Those who wish to follow me I welcome with my hands
I heard from passing renegades Geronimo was dead
He'd been laying down his weapons when they filled him full of lead

Now there seems no reason why I should carry on
In this land that once was my land I can't find a home
It's lonely and it's quiet and the horse soldiers are coming
And I think it's time I strung my bow and ceased my senseless running
For soon I'll find the yellow moon along with my loved ones
Where the buffalos graze in clover fields without the sound of guns

And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold
And peace to this young warrior comes with a bullet hole

[lunamoth]

Billy Joel, The River of Dreams

In the middle of the night
I go walking in my sleep
From the mountains of faith
To the river so deep
I must be lookin' for something
Something sacred I lost
But the river is wide
And it's too hard to cross
even though I know the river is wide
I walk down every evening and stand on the shore
I try to cross to the opposite side
So I can finally find what I've been looking for

In the middle of the night
I go walking in my sleep
Through the valley of fear
To a river so deep
I been searching for something
Taken out of my soul
Something I'd never lose
Something somebody stole

I don't know why I go walking at night
But now I'm tired and I don't want to walk anymore
I hope it doesn't take the rest of my life
Until I find what it is I've been looking for
(Two beat Pause)

In the middle of the night
I go walking in my sleep
Through the jungle of doubt
To the river so deep
I know I'm searching for something
Something so undefined
That it can only be seen
By the eyes of the blind
In the middle of the night (break)

’M’not sure about a life after this
God knows I've never been a spiritual man
Baptized by the fire, I wade into the river
That is runnin' to the promised land (Long Four beat Pause)

In the middle of the night
I go walking in my sleep
Through the desert of the truth
To the river so deep
We all end in the ocean
We all start in the streams
We're all carried along
By the river of dreams
In the middle of the night

lunamoth

[Jaiket]

Not my favourite lyrics, but it's stuck in my bloody head. I think it's something to do with the groups of Israeli Jewish vandals who terrorise Palestinian communities.

The Brews - NOFX

Friday night we’ll be drinkin’ manashevitz
Goin’ out to terrorize goyem
Stompin’ shagitz, screwin’ shicksas
As long as we’re home by saturday mornin’

Cause hey we’re the brews
Sportin’ anti swastika tattoos
Oi oi we’re the boys
Orthodox, hesidic, o.g. ois

Orthopedic dr. martins good for
Waffle making, kickin’ through the shin
Reputation, gained through intimidation
Pacifism no longer tradition

Cause hey we’re the brews
Sportin’ anti swastika tattoos
Oi oi we’re the brews
The fairfax ghetto boys skinheaded jews

We got the might, psycho mashuganas
We can’t lose a fight, as we are the chosen ones
Chutspah, we battle then we feast
We celebrate, we’ll separate our milkplates from our meat

[Phyllis Sidhe_Uaine]

It'll be easier to post a link to these lyrics:

http://www.tomsmithonline.com/lyrics/boy_frog.htm

I don't have the tune, but i believe the lyrics speak for themselves.

Phyllis Sidhe_Uaine

[InLove]

Hi--Peace--I suppose this is what I get for daring to post a recipe thread? I barely survived the movie thread--had to excommunicate myself. I vowed I could never visit the song lyrics thread, but here am I...

God help us all--

(Nice lyrics--I have always loved Kermit (Henson), and I am glad I scrolled back to make sure that you already have the one about being green. A classic.)

Ahem..I was planning on reading Eickhart or Merton, or even Harry Potter, but now I am going to have to read this thread. I knew it would get me sooner or later.

InPeace,
InLove

[InLove]

Hi-Peace

It was great to see "Indian Sunset" on here, Starship--don't see that one too often. In fact, I don't remember it ever getting much air time. LOL--someone once brought me those lyrics all written out by hand, and claimed that they had composed them. I played along for a while...

Anyway, while I love many, many songs, I will choose these lyrics today:

Trina wears her wampum beads
She fills her drawing book with line
Sewing lace on widow's weeds
And filagree on leaf and vine
Vine and leaf are filagree
And her coat's a secondhand one
Trimmed in antique luxury
She is a lady of the canyon.

Annie sits you down to eat
She always makes you welcome in
Cats and babies 'round her feet
And all are fat and none are thin
None are thin and all are fat
She may bake some brownies today
Saying you are welcome back
She is another canyon lady.

Estrella circus girl
Comes wrapped in songs and gypsy shawls
Songs like hammers hurled
At beveled mirrors in empty halls
Empty halls and beveled mirrors
Sailing seas and climbing banyans
Come out for a visit here
To be a lady of the canyon.

Trina takes her paints and her threads
And she wears a pattern all her own
Annie bakes her cakes and her breads
And she gathers flowers for her home
For her home she gathers flowers
And Estrella, dear companion
Colors up the sunshine hours
Pouring music down the canyon--
Coloring the sunshine hours
They are the ladies of the canyon.

(Ladies of the Canyon, Joni Mitchell, 1968)

[Awaiting_the_fifth]

A little known band called The Calm.
The song is called Insideous.

There was a time
when I could talk to you my friend
you dont need to say
dont need to answer the question
I already know what you think
before the war
before the fighting ever starts
when we faught for freedom
before we thought we'd won

Now I see a sign
drawn in Biro on the wall
in my own words
but it answers the question
I thought I was the one to ask.

The damage was done so slowly,
Cant believe it was you all along,
You're Insideous.
Every time i thought it was a natural low,
Every time I was wrong, it was you,
You're insideous.
With the damage you've done it might be to late,
We'll just have to wait and see
what the verdict is
'Cos it I cant trust you then there's no one else
you've become the anti-self
you're insideous.

Now Im all alone
I cant see me coming back
from this again
because Ive been here once and
I thought I knew the score

And I dont think
I can do it all again
I have to end it now
or see it through till the end.

The damage was done so slowly,
Cant believe it was you all along,
You're Insideous.
Every time i thought it was a natural low,
Every time I was wrong, it was you,
You're insideous.
With the damage you've done it might be to late,
We'll just have to wait and see
what the verdict is
'Cos it I cant trust you then there's no one else
you've become the anti-self
you're insideous.

[InLove]

Hey! I know that of that little band, ATF--good stuff!

And now, for something quite silly:

A sultan sat on his oriental mat
In his harem in downtown Persia.
He took a sip of his coffee, just a drip,
And he said to his servant, Kersia,
"Aw, curse ya, curse ya, curse ya,
That's the worst cup of coffee in Persia,"

'cause...

All I want is a proper cup of coffee
Made in a proper copper coffee pot.
I may be off my dot,
But I want a proper coffee in a proper copper pot.
Iron coffee pots and tin coffee pots, they are no use to me.
If I can't have a proper cup of coffee
In a proper copper coffee pot,
I'll have a cup of tea.

In days of old, when knights and men were bold,
And whiskey was much cheaper,
Ben Turpin rode to a coffee shop and showed
His pistols to the keeper--
He said, "Stand and deliver!
Can't you see that I'm all a-quiver?"

'cause...

All I want is a proper cup of coffee
Made in a proper copper coffee pot.
I may be off my dot,
But I want a proper coffee in a proper copper pot.
Iron coffee pots and tin coffee pots, they are no use to me.
If I can't have a proper cup of coffee
In a proper copper coffee pot,
I'll have a cup of tea.

When Bonaparte found that he was in the cart
And he lost that Waterloo fight,
He gave his sword to Wellington, my Lord, and he said,
"Those British can't half fight (recorded in French, sort of)
Now you've had your Waterloo, sir, tell me what
Am I having with you, sir?

'cause... (back to coffee pot chorus)

Now King Solomon and his queen would carry on,
So we heard in the ancient scandals,
He bought her lots of silver coffee pots
With diamond legs and handles,
And said the queen of Sheba,
I'd rather have any old tea-bag (LOL--"g" is silent here)

'cause...

(You know the rest by now--try reading it out loud, really fast)

--"What I Want is a Proper Cup of Coffee" From Big Trouble, Trout Fishing in America, 1991. Written by R.P Weston, Bert Lee in 1926.