Lyrics with meaning

[MaggieL]

And while I'm at the Rundgren lyrics site, and mindful of some of the automotive testosterone that's displayed here once in a while, here's one just for fun:

I am the Emperor of the Highway
I wield the Universal Will
One might chance to overlook on my Divineness
Unless I'm sitting in the Imperial Poupe de Ville
I am the Emperor of the Highway
Strapped with foolish mortals such as these
I need never indicate my intentions
I can stop and go and turn just as I please
For I am the Emperor of the Highway

Hold!
Methinks that thou hast driven too far
I am the Royal Prince of Foreign Sports Cars
Better that I should drive a wheelchair or jog
Than to be blown off by a Regal Road Hog

I am the Emperor of the Highway
(Where did you ever get that gas sucking pig of a car?)
This time my friend, you are outclassed
(Any real man would drive a stick shift)
For my uncle is the Duke of the State Police
(Cut me off again and I will punch your lights out)
And he will place his Royal Boot upon your Ass
(This is my exit, we shall meet another day)

Don't forget who's Emperor of the Highway
For I am the Emperor of the Highway!



Lyrics lose a lot without the performance sometimnes....

[thebecoming]

And you open your door and step inside,
Were inside our hearts.
Imagine your pain as a white ball of healing light,
Thats right, your pain.
The pain itself, is a white ball of healing light....

I dont think so...

This is your life,
Good to the last drop.
It doesn't get any better than this.
This is your life, and its ending one minute at a time.

This isnt a seminar,
This isnt a weekend retreat.
Where you are now, you can't even imagine what the bottom will be like.
Only after disaster can we be ressurected.
It's only after you have lost everything, that you're free to do anything.
Nothing is static.
Nothing is evolving.
Everything is falling apart.

This is your life.
Doesnt get any better than this.
This is your life.
And its ending one minute at a time.

You are not a beautiful and unique snowflake,
You are the same decaying organic matter as everything else.
We are all part of the same compost heap.
We are the all singing, all dancing crap of the world.

You are not your bank account.
You are not the clothes you wear.
You are not the contents of your wallet.
You are not your bowel cancer.
You are not your grande latte.
You are not the car you drive.
You are not your fucking khakis.

You have to give up.
You have to give up.
You have to realise, that someday you will die.
Untill you know that....
You are useless.

I say, let me never be complete.
I say, may I never be content.
I say, deliver me from swedish furniture.
I say, deliver me from clever art.
I say, deliver me from clear skin, and perfect teeth.
I say, you have to give up.
I say evolve, and let the chips fall where they may.

This is your life.
Doesn't get any better than this.
This is your life.
And it's ending one minute at a time.

You have to give up.
You have to give up.
I want you to hit me as hard as you can.
I want you to hit me as hard as you can.

If this is your first night at Fight Club.....
you have to fight.

[perth]

Nevermind. to any who saw the song i originally posted, i apologise. it was inappropriate given the recent loss suffered by several on this board.

how bout this one instead?

Solsbury Hill by Peter Gabriel

Climbing up on Solsbury Hill
I could see the city lights
Wind was blowing, time stood still
Eagle flew out of the night
He was something to observe
Came in close; I heard a voice
Standing, stretching every nerve
I had to listen; had no choice
I did not believe the information
Just had to trust imagination
My heart going boom boom boom
Son, he said, grab your things I've come to take you home

To keep in silence I resigned
My friends would think I was a nut
Turning water into wine
Open doors would soon be shut
So I went from day to day
Though my life was in a rut
Till I thought of what I'd say
And which connection I should cut
I was feeling part of the scenery
I walked right out of the machinery
My heart going boom boom boom
Son, he said, grab your things I've come to take you home

When illusion spin her net
I'm never where I want to be
And liberty she pirouette
When I think that I am free
Watched by empty silhouettes
Who close their eyes but still can see
No one taught them etiquette
So I will show another me
Today I don't need a replacement
I'll show them what the smile on my face meant
My heart going boom boom boom
Hey, I said, you can keep my things they've come to take me home

i love it when gabriel sings it, and i really enjoy sarah mclachlans rendition

~james

[Griff]

Sam Stone
by John Prine


Sam Stone came home,
To the wife and family
After serving in the conflict overseas.
And the time that he served,
Had shattered all his nerves,
And left a little shrapnel in his knees.
But the morphine eased the pain,
And the grass grew round his brain,
And gave him all the confidence he lacked,
With a purple heart and a monkey on his back.

There's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes,
Jesus Christ died for nothin I suppose.
Little pitchers have big ears,
Don't stop to count the years,
Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios.

Sam Stone's welcome home
Didn't last too long.
He went to work when he'd spent his last dime
And soon he took to stealing
When he got that empty feeling
For a hundred dollar habit without overtime.
And the gold roared through his veins
Like a thousand railroad trains,
And eased his mind in the hours that he chose,
While the kids ran around wearin' other peoples' clothes...

There's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes,
Jesus Christ died for nothin I suppose.
Little pitchers have big ears,
Don't stop to count the years,
Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios.

Sam Stone was alone
When he popped his last balloon,
Climbing walls while sitting in a chair.
Well, he played his last request,
While the room smelled just like death,
With an overdose hovering in the air.
But life had lost it's fun,
There was nothing to be done,
But trade his house that he bought on the GI bill,
For a flag-draped casket on a local hero's hill.

There's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes,
Jesus Christ died for nothin I suppose.
Little pitchers have big ears,
Don't stop to count the years,
Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios.

[Nic Name]

Yankee Doodle went to town / A-ridin' on his pony / Stuck a feather in his cap / And called it macaroni.

http://www.yourdictionary.com/library/yankee.html

[juju]

<i><B>Queenscryche, "Speak"</b></i>

They've given me a mission
I don't really know the game yet
I'm bent on submission
Religion is to blame
I'm the new messiah
Death Angel with a gun
Dangerous in my silence
Deadly to my cause

Speak to me the pain you feel
Speak the word
The word is all of us

I've given my life to become what I am
To preach the new beginning
To make you understand
To reach some point of order
Utopia in mind, you've got to learn
To sacrifice, to leave what's now behind

Speak to me the pain you feel
Speak the word
The word is all of us
Speak the word
The word is all of us

Seven years of power
The corporation claw
The rich control the government, the media the law
To make some kind of difference
Then everyone must know
Eradicate the fascists, revolution will grow

The system we learn says we're equal under law
But the streets are reality, the weak and poor will fall
Let's tip the power balance and tear down their crown
Educate the masses, We'll burn the White House down

Speak to me the pain you feel
Speak to me the pain you feel
Speak the word [Revolution]
The word is all of us
Speak the word [Revolution]
The word is all of us
Speak the word
The word is all of us
Speak the Word
The word is all of us

Speak

[warch]

I like this ditty.Its great with a bossa nova beat. I first heard it played by Texas guy Gary Primich, but its much older by B. Russell and J.B. Brooks. I think it may have been from an old movie. Any buffs out there know?

"You came a long way from Saint Louis.
You climbed the ladder of success.
I've seen the town and country cars that were parked out in front of your fancy address."

"You came a long way from Saint Louis
And broke a lot of hearts between.
I've seen a lot of gloomy guys that were doin' alright til you came on the scene."

"You came here from the middle west, certainly impressed the population here abouts.
But I've got news for you, I'm from Missouri too, and naturally I've got my doubts."

"You've got 'em droppin' by the wayside, a feelin' I don't wanna know.
You came a long way from Missouri but baby you still got a long way to go."

[headsplice]

One of my favorite songs ever:
"Screenwriter's Blues" Ruby Vroom Soul Coughing

Exits to freeways
twisted like knots
on the fingers
jewels cleaving
skin between
breasts.

Your Cadillac breathes
four hundred horses
over blue lines
you are going
to Reseda
to make love
to a model
from Ohio
whose real name
you don't
know

you spin
like the cadillac was
overturning down a
cliff on television
and the radio is on
and the radioman is speaking
and the radioman says
women were a curse
so men built Paramount
studios
and men built Columbia
studios
and men built
Los Angeles

it is 5 am
and you are listening
to Los Angeles

And the radioman says
it is a beautiful night out there!
And the radioman says
Rock and Roll lives!
And the radioman says
it is a beautiful night out there
in Los Angeles
you live
in Los Angeles
and you are going to
Reseda; we are all
in some way or
another going to
Reseda someday
to die
and the radioman
laughs because
the radioman fucks
a model too

Gone savage
for teenagers with
automatic weapons and
boundless love
gone savage for
teenagers who are
aesthetically pleasing
in other words
fly
Los Angeles beckons
the teenagers
to come to her
on buses;
Los Angeles loves
love

it is 5 am
and you are listening
to Los Angeles

I am going to
Los Angeles
to built a screenplay about
lovers who
murder each
other
I am going to
Los Angeles
to see my own
name on a
screen, five feet
long and luminous
as the radioman says
it is 5 am
and the sun has charred
the other side of
the world and come
back to us
and painted the smoke
over our heads
an imperial violet
it is 5 am
and you are listening
to Los Angeles.

You are listening.
You are listening.
You are listening.
You are listening.

[Nic Name]

Smile though your heart is aching;
Smile even though it's breaking.
When there are clouds in the sky, you'll get by.
If you smile through your fear and sorrow,
Smile and maybe tomorrow,
You'll see the sun come shining through for you.

Light up your face with gladness,
Hide every trace of sadness.
Although a tear may be ever so near,
That's the time you must keep on trying,
Smile, what's the use of crying?
You'll find that life is still worthwhile,
If you just smile.

Instrumental Interlude

That's the time you must keep on trying,
Smile, what's the use of crying?
You'll find that life is still worthwhile
If you just smile




_______________________________

First recorded by Nat King Cole in 1955
Later recorded by Natalie Cole in the 1991 album, Unforgettable With Love
Also recorded by Michael Jackson on History
Also recorded by Robert Downey Jr. for the 1992 film Chaplin
Lyrics by John Turner and Geoffrey Parsons
Music written by Charlie Chaplin for his 1936 silent movie classic, Modern Times

[kyoryu]

The Police, Synchronicity II

Another suburban family morning
Grandmother's screaming at the walls
We have to shout above the din of our Rice Krispies
We can't hear anything at all

Mother chants her litany of boredom and frustration
But we know all her suicides are fake
Daddy only stares into the distance
There's only so much more that he can take

Many miles away, something crawls from the slime
At the bottom of a dark Scottish lake

Another industrial ugly morning
The factory belches filth into the skies
He walks unhindered through the picket lines today
He doesn't think to wonder why

The secretaries pout and preen like cheap tarts on a red light street
But all he ever thinks to do is watch.
And every single meeting with his so-called "superior"
Is a humiliating kick in the crotch

Many miles away, something crawls to the surface
Of a dark Scottish loch

Another working day has ended
Only the rush-hour hell to face
Packed like lemmings into shiny metal boxes
Contestants in a suicidal race

Daddy grips the wheel and stares alone into the distance
He knows that something, somewhere, has to break

He sees the family home now, looming in his headlights
The pain upstairs that makes his eyeballs ache

Many miles away, there's a shadow on the door
On a cottage on the shore of a dark Scottish lake

----

Kinda cool for a song about a guy that comes home and kills his family, I thought.

[elSicomoro]

As around the sun the earth knows she's revolving
And the rosebuds know to bloom in early May
Just as hate knows love's the cure
You can rest your mind assure
That I'll be loving you always

As now can't reveal the mistery of tomorrow
But in passing will grow older every day
Just as all is born is new
Do you know what I say is true
That I'll be loving you always

Until the rainbow burns the stars out in the sky
ALWAYS
Until the ocean covers every mountain high
ALWAYS
Until the dolphin flies and parrots live at sea
ALWAYS
Until we dream of life and life becomes a dream

Did you know that true love asks for nothing
Her acceptance is the way we pay
Did you know that life has given love a guarantee
To last through forever and another day

Just as time knew to move on since the beginning
And the seasons know exactly when to change
Just as kindness knows no shame
Know through all your joy and pain
That I'll be loving you always

As today I know I'm living but tomorrow
Could make me the past but that I mustn't fear
For I'll know deep in my mind
The love of me I've left behind
Cause I'll be loving you always

Until the day is night and night becomes the day
ALWAYS
Until the trees and sea just up and fly away
ALWAYS
Until the day that 8x8x8 is 4
ALWAYS
Until the day that is the day that are no more
Did you know you're loved by somebody?
Until the day the earth starts turning right to left
ALWAYS
Until the earth just for the sun denies itself
I'll loving you forever
Until dear Mother Nature says her work is through
ALWAYS
Until the day that you are me and I am you
AL~~~~~WA~~~~~~~~~AA~~~~~~~~~AA~~~
Until the rainbow burns the stars out in the sky
~~~~~~~~~~AA~~~~~~~~~AA~~~~~~~~~AA~~~
Until the ocean covers every mountain high
~~~AA~~~~~~~~~AA~~~~~~~~~YS

We all know sometimes life's hates and troubles
Can make you wish you were born in another time and space
But you can bet your life times that and twice its double
That God knew exactly where he wanted you to be placed
So make sure when you say you're in it but not of it
You're not helping to make this earth a place sometimes called Hell
Change your words into truths and then change that truth into love
And maybe our children's grandchildren
And their great-great grandchildren will tell

[elSicomoro]

I want somebody to share
Share the rest of my life
Share my innermost thoughts
Know my intimate details
Someone who'll stand by my side
And give me support
And in return
She'll get my support
She will listen to me
When I want to speak
About the world we live in
And life in general
Though my views may be wrong
They may even be perverted
She'll hear me out
And won't easily be converted
To my way of thinking
In fact she'll often disagree
But at the end of it all
She will understand me
Aaaahhhhh....

I want somebody who cares
For me passionately
With every thought and
With every breath
Someone who'll help me see things
In a different light
All the things I detest
I will almost like
I don't want to be tied
To anyone's strings
I'm carefully trying to steer clear of
Those things
But when I'm asleep
I want somebody
Who will put their arms around me
And kiss me tenderly
Though things like this
Make me sick
In a case like this
I'll get away with it
Aaaahhhhh....

written by M L Gore, from the Depeche Mode album Some Great Reward

[ladysycamore]

Only When I Lose Myself

Lead singer: David Gahan Songwriter: Martin L. Gore
Publishing credit: ©1998 Grabbing Hands Music Overseas/EMI Music Publishing Ltd. All rights
reserved. Lyrics electronically reprinted with
permission.

It's only when I lose myself in someone else
That I find myself
I find myself
Something beautiful is happening inside for me
Something sensual, it's full of fire and mystery
I feel hypnotised
I feel paralysed
I have found heaven
There's a thousand reasons
Why I shouldn't spend my time with you
For every reason not to be here
I can think of two
To keep me hanging on
Feeling nothing's wrong
Inside your heaven

It's only when I lose myself in someone else
That I find myself
I find myself
I can feel the emptiness inside me
Fade and disappear
There's a feeling of contentment
Now that you are here
I feel satisfied
I belong inside
Your velvet heaven

Did I need to sell my soul for pleasure like this
Did I have to lose control to treasure your kiss
Did I need to place my heart in the palm of your hand
Before I could even start to understand

It's only when I lose myself in someone else
That I find myself
I find myself

*sigh*....oh sorry. DM night in the Sycamore kingdom! *watching the Singles DVD*

[j03L10T]

"Cat Scratch Fever"

Well I don't know where they come from but they sure do come
I hope they're comin' for me
And I don't know how they do it but they sure do it well
I hope they're doin' it for free

They give me cat scratch fever
cat scratch fever

Well the first time that I got it I was just ten years old
I got it from some kitty next door
Well I went and seen the doctor and he gave me the cure
I think I got it some more

They give me cat scratch fever
cat scratch fever
I got it bad scratch fever
cat scratch fever

It's nothing dangerous, I feel no pain
I got to cha-cha-change
You know you got it when you're goin' insane
It makes a grown man cry, cry, oh won't you make my bed

Well I make a pussy purr with the stroke of my hand
They know they're gettin' it from me
And they know just where to go when they need they're lovin' man
They know I'm doin' it for free

I give 'em cat scratch fever
cat scratch fever
cat scratch fever
cat scratch fever
cat scratch fever
cat scratch fever- Courtesy of the greatest singer and songwriter of all time, with the exception of Elvis I think.

[hermit22]

Woody Guthrie for my political side:
"This Land is your Land"

This land is your land, this land is my land
From California to the New York Island
From the redwood forest to the Gulf Stream water
This land was made for you and me

As I was walkin', that ribbon of highway
I saw above me, that endless skyway
I saw below me, that golden valley
I said this land was made for you and me

I've roamed and rambled and I followed my footsteps
To the sparkling sand of her diamond desert
And all around me, a voice was sounding:
This land was made for you and me

Down in the city, in the shadow of the steeple
By the relief office, I saw my people
As they stood there hungry I stood there whistling:
This land was made for you and me

As I went walking, I saw a sign there
And on that sign it said "Private Property"
But on the other side it didn't say nothin'
That side was made for you and me !

Nobody living can ever stop me
As I go walking my freedom highway
Nobody living can make me turn back, cuz
This land was made for you and me

The sun came shining, and I was strolling
And the wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling
As the fog was lifting, a voice was chanting:
This land was made for you and me

and Bright Eyes for my listened to the Cure too much growing up side:
"When the Curious Girl Realizes She is Under Glass"

Tomorrow when I wake up
I’m finding my brother
And I'm making him take me back down to the water
That lake where we sailed, and we laughed with our father
I will not desert him
I will not desert him

No matter how I may wish for a coffin so clean
Or these trees to undress all their leaves onto me
I put my face in the dirt and then finally I'll see
The sky that has been avoiding me.

Well I started this letter
I’m going to send it to Aruba
It'll be blessed by her eyes on the Gulf Coast of Florida
With her feet in the sand,
And one hand on her swimsuit,
She'll recite the prayer of my pen

Saying, "Time take us forward.
Relief from this longing.
They can land that plane on my heart;
I don’t care.
Just give me November,
The warmth of a whisper,
In the freezing darkness of my room."

But no matter what I would do in an attempt to replace
All these pills that I take, trying to balance my brain
See the curious girl with that look on her face
So surprised she stares out from her display case