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Professor
Join Date: Dec 2006
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We're talking written lyrics, not necessarily musical quality. Writing put into music that just gets you, right in your heart.
1. Love Is - Duet w/Brian McKnight & Vanessa Williams 2. All Falls Down - Kanye West 3. Starin' Thur My Rear View - Tupac Shakur 4. A House Is Not A Home - Luther Vandross 5. Fix You - Coldplay Yeah, I'm biased. But so are you! Let me know everyone else's opinions. |
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Read? I only know how to write.
Join Date: Jan 2001
Posts: 11,933
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Dylan
O, Mama, can this really be the end?
To be stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis Blues again. |
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Snowflake
Join Date: Mar 2006
Location: Dystopia
Posts: 13,136
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"whiskey bottle
brand new car oak tree you're in my way" "snow white pillow for my big fat head" "a latent appliance fetishist is a person who refuses to admit to his or herself that sexual gratification can only be achieved through the use of machines" "I wish I didn't know now what I didn't know then" "you got an ass like I've never seen and the ride is so smooth, you must be a limousine"
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Radical Centrist
Join Date: Jan 2001
Location: Cottage of Prussia
Posts: 31,423
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Do You Realize - that you have the most beautiful face
Do You Realize - we're floating in space Do You Realize - that happiness makes you cry Do You Realize - that everyone you know someday will die And instead of saying all of your goodbyes - let them know You realize that life goes fast It's hard to make the good things last You realize the sun doesn't go down It's just an illusion caused by the world spinning round |
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Why, you're a regular Alfred E Einstein, ain't ya?
Join Date: Jun 2006
Posts: 21,206
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Wet Dreams
by Kip Addotta It was April the forty-first Being a quadruple leap year I was driving in downtown Atlantis My barracuda was in the shop So I was in a rented stingray And it was overheating So I pulled into a Shell Station They said I'd blown a seal I said, "Fix the damn thing And leave my private life out of it Okay pal?" While they were doing that I walked over to a place called the Oyster Bar, a real dive But I knew the owner He used to play for the Dolphins I said "Hi Gil" You have to yell, he's hard of herring Think I had a wet dream Cruisin' thru the Gulf Stream Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh Wet dream Gil was also down on his luck Fact is he was barely keeping his head below water I bellied up to the sandbar He poured me the usual Rusty snail, hold the grunion Shaken not stirred With a peanut butter and jellyfish sandwich on the side Heavy on the mako I slipped him a fin On porpoise I was feeling good I even dropped a sand dollar in the box for Jerry's squids For the halibut Well the place was crowded We were packed in like sardines They were all there to listen to the big band sounds of Tommy Dorsal What sole Tommy was rockin' the place with a very popular tuna Salmon Chanted Evening And the stage was surrounded by screaming groupers Probably there to see the bass player One of them was this cute little yellowtail And she's giving me the eye So I figured this is my chance for a little fun You know, piece of Pisces But she said things I just couldn't fathom She was too deep, seemed to be under a lot of pressure Boy, could she drink She drank like a . . . She drank a lot I said "What's your sign" She said "Aquarium" I said "Great, let's get tanked" Think I had a wet dream Cruisin' thru the Gulf Stream Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh Wet dream I invited her to my place for a midnight bait I said "Come on baby, it'll only take a few minnows" She threw me that same old line "Not tonight, I gotta haddock" And she wasn't kidding either Cause in came the biggest, meanest looking haddock I'd ever seen come down the pike He was covered with mussels He came over to me and said "Listen, shrimp, don't you come trollin' around here" What a crab This guy was steamed I could see the anchor in his eyes I turned to him, I said "A-balone, you're just being shellfish" Well, I knew it was going to be trouble and so did Gil ‘Cause he was already on the phone to the cods The haddock hits me with a sucker punch I catch him with a left hook He eels over It was a fluke but there he was Lying on the deck, flat as a mackerel Kelpless I said "Forget the cods Gil This guy's gonna need a sturgeon" Well, the yellowtail was impressed with the way I landed her boyfriend She came over to me, she said "Hey, big boy, you're really a game fish What's your name" I said "Marlin" Think I had a wet dream Cruisin' thru the Gulf Stream Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh Wet dream Well, from then on we had a whale of a time I took her to dinner, I took her to dance I bought her a bouquet of flounders And then I went home with her And what did I get for my trouble A case of the clams
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Master Dwellar
Join Date: Oct 2006
Location: Los Angeles, CA
Posts: 4,412
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This song makes me cry every time.
Both the Sinead O'Connor and the Irish Tenors versions make me cry.
Scorn not his Simplicity By Phil Coulter See the child With the golden hair Yet eyes that snow the emptiness inside Do we know Can we understand just how he feels Or have we really tried See him now As he stands alone And watches children play a children's game Simple child He looks almost like the others Yet they know he's not the same Scorn not his simplicity But rather try to love him all the more Scorn not his simplicity Oh no Oh no See him stare Not recognizing the kind face That only yesterday he loved The loving face Of a mother who can't understand what she's been guilty of How she cried tears of happiness The day the doctor told her it's a boy Now she cries tears of helplessness And thinks of all the things he can't enjoy Scorn not his simplicity But rather try to love him all the more Scorn not his simplicity Oh no Oh no Only he knows how to face the future hopefully Surrounded by despair He won't ask for your pity or your sympathy But surely you should care Scorn not his simplicity But rather try to love him all the more Scorn not his simplicity Oh no Oh no Oh no
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Laugh and the world laughs with you; cry and the world laughs AT you. Last edited by Sheldonrs; 03-12-2007 at 01:15 PM. |
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Professor
Join Date: Dec 2006
Posts: 1,555
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I just thought we were gonna name songs...Ok my turn!
Love Is - Duet w/Brian McKnight & Vanessa Williams They say its a river, that circles the earth A beam of light shining to the edge of the universe It conquers all, it changes everything They say its a blessing, they say its a gift They say its a miracle And I believe that it is It conquers all, but its a mystery Love breaks your heart Love takes no less than everything Love makes it hard And it fades away so easily In this world weve created In this place that we live In the blink of an eye the darkness slips in Love lights the world Unites the lovers for eternity Love breaks the chains Love aches for everyone of us Love takes the tears and the pain, and it turns it in- To the beauty that remains Look at this place It was paradise, but now its dying Ill pray forlove Ill take my chances that its not too late Love breaks your heart Love takes no less than everything Love makes it hard And fades away so easily Oh oh oh Love breaks the chains Love aches for everyone of us Love takes the tears and the pain, and it turns it in- To the beauty that remains And fades away so easily... |
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Why, you're a regular Alfred E Einstein, ain't ya?
Join Date: Jun 2006
Posts: 21,206
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Billy Joel--Matter of Trust
Some love is just a lie of the heart The cold remains of what began with a passionate start And they may not want it to end But it will it's just a question of when I've lived long enough to have learned The closer you get to the fire the more you get burned But that won't happen to us Because it's always been a matter of trust I know you're an emotional girl It took a lot for you to not lose your faith in this world I can't offer you proof But you're going to face a moment of truth It's hard when you're always afraid You just recover when another belief is betrayed So break my heart of you must It's a matter of trust You can't go the distance With too much resistance I know you have doubts But for God's sake don't shut me out This time you've got nothing to lose You can take it, you can leave it Whatever you choose I won't hold back anything And I'll walk a way a fool or a king Some love is just a lie of the mind It's make believe until its only a matter of time And some might have learned to adjust But then it never was a matter of trust I'm sure you're aware love We've both had our share of Believing too long When the whole situation was wrong Some love is just a lie of the soul A constant battle for the ultimate state of control After you've heard lie upon lie There can hardly be a question of why Some love is just a lie of the heart The cold remains of what began with a passionate start But that can't happen to us Because it's always been a matter of trust
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Franklin Pierce
Join Date: Oct 2006
Location: Minnesota
Posts: 3,695
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Between The Buried And Me - Mordecai
[Day one] Asleep mid-sentence- the words fell apart. No one is listening anyway. This day will soon turn black and my "wants and needs" will spill on my burning ashes. I learned to be selfish today...I learned to be alive. These things I care for are for my personal gain and my personal happiness only. Why should I sit in your chairs and satisfy your standards. I've done it all before and I've confused myself a thousand times. The tragic day that I call morality just doesn't do it for me anymore. No more choices, just standing in the cold. The day will turn black and I will have either lived or died. Asleep mid-sentence- my words fall to the ground. Swept into this dreamland. Economic satisfaction, never succeed. But happiness has its place. Justice will not lie in your corner. New day towards death, only compassion for my own needs make my need necessary. [Day two] Throw myself in the corner; I have nothing to complain about here. A tragic day seems too peaceful to most, spoiled ambitious turned my heart to black. I'm figuring out this realization process- the process to never look upon bitter ground. Living dreams, loving dreams, awakening to what I've always dreamt of. The familiar sound of lovely love from the love of my life will keep the notes coming. From the reciting of the show, from the plip and the shevanel, from the grind that annoys, and the season they hate... forever I worship. I'll kill, love, and hate for all of you. Thank you for the best part of my life. |
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erika
Join Date: Apr 2006
Location: "the high up north"
Posts: 6,127
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Pirates - ELP
"Who'll make his mark", the captain cried. "To the devil drink a toast. We'll glut the hold with cups of gold And we'll feed the sea with ghosts I see your hunger for a fortune Could be better served beneath my flag If you've the stomach for a broadside Come aboard my pretty boys I will take you and make you Everything you've ever dreamed." "Make fast the guns tonight we sail when the high tide floods the bay, cut free the lines and square the yards get the black flag stowed away the Turk, the Arab, the Spaniard will soon have pennies on their eyes and any other laden fancy we will take her by surprise I will take you and make you Everything you've ever dreamed." Six days off the Cuban coast when a sail ahead the spied "A galleon of the treasure fleet,' the mizzen lookout cried "Closer to the wind my boys," the mad-eyed captain roared "For every man that's alive tonight will be hauling gold aboard." "Spare us," the galleon begged but mercy's face had fled Blood ran from the sreaming souls the cutlass harvested Driven to the quarter deck the last survivor fell "She's ours my boys," the Captain grinned "and no one left to tell." The Captain rose from a silk divan With a pistol in his fist And shot the lock from an iron box And a blood red ruby kissed "I give you jewellery of turquoise A crucifix of solid gold One hundred thousand silver pieces It is just as I foretold You... You see there before you everything You've ever dreamed." Anchored in an indigo moonlit bay Gold-eyed roun fires the sea thieves lay Morning... white shells and a pipe of clay As the wind filled their footsteps They were far... far... away. "Our sails swell full as we brave all seas On a westward wind to live as we please With the wicked wild-eyed woman of Portobello town Where we've been told that a purse of gold Buys many man a crown They will serve you and clothe you Exchange your rags for the velvet coats of Kings." "Who'll drink a toast with me I give you Liberty This town is ours... tonight." "Landlord, wine make it the finest Make it a cup for a seadog's thirst Two long years of bones and beaches Fever and leeches did their worst So fill the night with paradise Bring me peach and peacock till I burst But first, I want a soft touch in the right place I want to feel like a King tonight Ten on the black to beat the Frenchman Back you dogs give 'em room to turn Now open wide sweet Heaven's gates Tonight we're gonna see if Heaven burns See how she burns... Oh she burns I want an angel on a gold chain And I'll ride her to the stars It's the last time for a long long time Come the daybreak, we embark..." On the flood of the morning tide Once more the ocean cried. "This company will return one day Though we feel your tears it's the price we pay For there's prizes to be taken and glory to be found Cut free the chains make fast your souls We are Eldorado bound... I will take you always forever together Until hell call our names..." "Who'll drink a toast with me To the devil and the deep blue sea Gold drives a man... to dream!"
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Yes, that one.
Join Date: Feb 2007
Posts: 4
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How far back is it OK to go?
Summertime from Porgy and Bess.
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Conquistador
Join Date: Dec 2006
Location: Everywhere
Posts: 259
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The Smiths - Still Ill
I decree today that life Is simply taking and not giving England is mine - it owes me a living But ask me why, and I'll spit in your eye Oh, ask me why, and I'll spit in your eye But we cannot cling to the old dreams anymore No, we cannot cling to those dreams Does the body rule the mind Or does the mind rule the body ? I dunno... Under the iron bridge we kissed And although I ended up with sore lips It just wasn't like the old days anymore No, it wasn't like those days Am I still ill ? Oh ... Am I still ill ? Oh ... Does the body rule the mind Or does the mind rule the body ? I dunno... Ask me why, and I'll die Oh, ask me why, and I'll die And if you must, go to work - tomorrow Well, if I were you I really wouldn't bother For there are brighter sides to life And I should know, because I've seen them But not very often ... Under the iron bridge we kissed And although I ended up with sore lips It just wasn't like the old days anymore No, it wasn't like those days Am I still ill ? Oh ... Oh, am I still ill ? Oh ... (Also basically anything else from The Smiths/Morrissey) (Edit to say The Stone Roses lyrics, such as those in my sig, are also very good)
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Caste-Away
Join Date: Feb 2007
Posts: 48
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His eyes they closed and his last breath spoke
he had seen all to be seen A life once full, now an empty vase Wilt the blossums on his early grave Walk away me boy, walk away me boy And by mornin' we'll be free Wipe that golden tear from your mother dear And raise what's left of the flag for me Then the rosary beads count them one, two, three Fell apart as they hit the floor In our garb of black we must pay respect To the colour we're born to mourn Walk away me boys, walk away me boys And by morning we'll be free Wipe that golden tear from your mother dear And raise what's left of the flag for me In his place there grew an angry festered wound Filled with hatred and remorse Where I'd pick and scratch till the blood it matched The silent rage not that fills my lungs For there are many ways to kill a man they say With bayonet, axe, or sword But son a bullet fired from a shapeless guise Leaves but the shell of a Thompson gun Walk away me boys, walk away me boys And by morning we'll be free Wipe that golden tear from your mother dear And raise what's left of the flag for me From the East out to the Western shore Where many men and many more will fall But no angel flies with me tonight Till freedom reigns on all And curse the name for which we slaved our days Till every man shall his kingdom come But sure as night turns day Ends the passion play Oh my god what have they done With madman's rage, well they dug our graves But the dead rise again you fools Walk away me boys, walk away me boys And by morning we'll be free Wipe that golden tear from your mother dear And raise what's left of the flag for me Walk away me boys, walk away me boys And by morning we'll be free Wipe that golden tear from your mother dear And raise what's left of the flag for me |
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lobber of scimitars
Join Date: Jul 2001
Location: Phila Burbs
Posts: 20,774
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I came crawling home last night, like many nights before
I finally made it to my feet as she opened up the door. And she said, "You're not gonna do this anymore." She said: "I'm gonna' hire a wino to decorate our home, So you'll feel more at ease here, and you won't have to roam. We'll take out the dining room table, and put a bar along that wall. And a neon sign, to point the way, to our bathroom down the hall." She said: "Just bring your Friday paycheck, and I'll cash them all right here. And I'll keep on tap - for all your friends, their favorite kinds of beer. And for you, I'll always keep in stock, those soft aluminum cans. And when you're feeling macho, you can crush them like a man." She said: "We'll rip out all the carpet, and put sawdust on the floor. Serve hard boiled eggs and pretzels, and I won't cook no more. There'll be Monday night football, on T.V. above the bar. And a pay phone in the hallway, when your friends can't find their car." She said: "I'm gonna' hire a wino to decorate our home, So you'll feel more at ease here, and you won't have to roam. We'll take out the dining room table, and put a bar along that wall. And a neon sign, to point the way, to our bathroom down the hall." She said: "You'll get friendly service, and Friday atmosphere. I'll slip on something sexy, and I'll cut it clear to here. Then you can slap my bottom, every time you tell a joke. Just as long as you keep tipping, well, I'll laugh until you're broke." She said: "Instead of family quarrels, we'll have a bar-room brawl, When the Ham's bear say's its closing time, you won't have far to crawl. And when you run out of money, you'll have me to thank. You can sleep it off next morning, when I'm putting it in the bank." She said: "I'm gonna' hire a wino, to decorate our home, So you can feel more at ease here, and you won't have to roam. When you and your friends get off from work, and have a powerful thirst. There won't be any reason, why you can't stop off here first." She said: "I'm gonna' hire a wino to decorate our home, So you'll feel more at ease here, and you won't have to roam. We'll take out the dining room table, and put a bar along that wall. And a neon sign, to point the way, to our bathroom down the hall." --David Frizzel
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Why, you're a regular Alfred E Einstein, ain't ya?
Join Date: Jun 2006
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Tom T Hall
I Like Beer In some of my songs i have casually mentioned The fact that i like to drink beer This little song is more to the point Roll out the barrel and lend me your ears I like beer. it makes me a jolly good fellow I like beer. it helps me unwind and sometimes it makes me feel mellow (makes him feel mellow) Whiskey's too rough, champagne costs too much, vodka puts my mouth in gear This little refrain should help me explain as a matter of fact i like beer (he likes beer) My wife often frowns when we're out on the town And i'm wearing a suit and a tie She's sipping vermouth and she thinks i'm uncouth When i yell as the waiter goes by Last night i dreamed that i passed from the scene And i went to a place so sublime Aw, the water was clear and tasted like beer Then they turned it all into wine
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