"Holla back bitch, I'm in the bathroom taking me a rich n**** shit"

The Beatles Yesterday has some beautiful lyrics. I also like Boston's Peace of Mind.

My all-time favorites, though, are probably The Smashing Pumpkins Tonight, Tonight:

Time is never time at all
You can never ever leave, without leaving a piece of youth
And our lives are forever changed
We will never be the same
The more you change the less you feel

Believe, believe in me, believe, believe!
That life can change, that you're not stuck in vain
We’re not the same, we're different.
Tonight, tonight, tonight
So bright
Tonight, tonight

And you know you're never sure
But you're sure you could be right
If you held yourself up to the light
And the embers never fade, in your city by the lake
The place where you were born

Believe, believe in me, believe, believe!
In the resolute urgency of now
And if you believe there's not a chance tonight
Tonight, tonight, tonight
So bright tonight, tonight!

We’ll crucify the insincere tonight (Tonight)
We’ll make things right, we'll feel it all tonight (Tonight)
We’ll find a way to offer up the night (Tonight)
The indescribable moments of your life (Tonight)
The impossible is possible tonight (Tonight)
Believe in me as I believe in you,
Tonight, tonight, tonight,
Tonight
Tonight . . .

and the last verse of Come, Thou Fount:

O to grace how great a debtor
Daily I’m constrained to be!
Let Thy goodness, like a fetter,
Bind my wandering heart to Thee.
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,
Prone to leave the God I love;
Here’s my heart, O take and seal it,
Seal it for Thy courts above.

"Take this job and shove it....I ain't workin' here no more"....Johnny Paycheck.

American Classic!

Stop. Collaborate and listen......

I like big butts

My favorite lyrics are from a Red Wanting Blue song, "Finger in the Air"

Everybody said, "It ain't gonna be easy."
Nobody said, "Kid, it's gonna get hard."
Well they say, "Give up and go back where you belong,
Dreaming's for the dead, kid, the road is too long"
Middle finger in the air, I'm still here
Egging them on.

That song really hits me every time.

Greatest lyric of all time? I got it right here.

Relax, said the night man, we are programmed to recieve....You can check out anytime you like....but you can never leave.

The Eagles-Hotel California

I also like

She was black haired beauty with big dark eyes....and points all her own, sittin way up high....way up firm and high.

Night Moves-Bobby Seger.

Shine On You Crazy Diamond...Pink Floyd


Remember when you were young,
You shone like the sun.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Now there's a look in your eyes,
Like black holes in the sky.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
You were caught on the crossfire
Of childhood and stardom,
Blown on the steel breeze.
Come on you target for faraway laughter,
Come on you stranger, you legend, you martyr, and shine!

You reached for the secret too soon,
You cried for the moon.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Threatened by shadows at night,
And exposed in the light.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Well you wore out your welcome
With random precision,
Rode on the steel breeze.
Come on you raver, you seer of visions,
Come on you painter, you piper, you prisoner, and shine!

A few Iron Maiden lyrics I really like:

From: Wasted Years

"Too much time on my hands, I got you on my mind
Can't ease this pain, so easily
When you can't find the words to say it's hard to
make it through another day
And it makes me wanna cry and throw my
hands up to the sky"

From Rainmaker:

"And I know of the pain that you feel the same as me
And I dream of the rain as it falls upon the leaves
And the cracks in our lives like the cracks upon the ground
They are sealed and are now washed away"

From Total Eclipse:

"Around the world the nations wait,
For some wise word from their leading light.
You know it's not only madmen who listen to fools."

From These Colours Don't Run:

"For the passion, for the glory
For the memories, for the money
You're a soldier, for your country
What's the difference, all the same

Far away from the land of our birth
We fly a flag in some foreign earth
We sailed away like our fathers before
These colours don't run, from a cold bloody war"

Holy Fuck Sherm....someone else on her knows Red Wanting Blue.....Finger in the Air is my favorite song by them closely followed by Are you listening

Fuck your God erase his name
A lady weeps insane with sorrow
I'll take his towers from the world
You're fucking raped upon your deathbed

This Is God's War!
God's war!

Fucking Holy War!

-"Jihad", Slayer

Well I wrote your name and burned it,
see the color of the flame,
and it burned out the whole spectrum as if you were everything,
Mine just burned gold,
a normal flame,
I am not anything,

And all that i remember is the feeling of waking up,
when we were kids you were the sun to which my eyes would not adjust,
when we were kids I was a fountain you could never drink enough,
then came all the boys who swept you up,
played careless with your heart,
and every night there was a new girl sitting beside me in my car.

Something dies when you grow older,
but you do the best you can,
I am glad,
I am glad,
you found a good man.

Brand New - Untitled 01 off of their unreleased Fight Off Your Demons album.

Bear by The Antlers.

We're terrified of one another and we're terrified of what that means.
We'll only make quick decisions.
And you'll keep me in the waiting room.
And all the while, I'll know we're fucked and not getting unfucked soon.

Any song by Afroman

I love artists who write great lyrics and can't sing worth anything. (Tom Waits, Roger Waters, Neil Young, Warren Zevon to a degree).

Here is my Favorite Zevon song:
Time marches on
Time stands still
Time on my hands
Time to kill
Blood on my hands
And my hands in the till
Down at the 7-11
Gentle rain
Falls on me
All life folds back
Into the sea
We contemplate eternity
Beneath the vast indifference of heaven
The past seems realer than the present to me now
I've got memories to last me
When the sky is gray
The way it is today
I remember the times when I was happy
Same old sun
Same old moon
It's the same old story
Same old tune
They all say
Someday soon
My sins will all be forgiven
Gentle rain
Falls on me
All life folds back
Into the sea
We contemplate eternity
Beneath the vast indifference of heaven
They say Everything's all right
They say Better days are near
They tell us These are the good times
But they don't live around here
Billy and Christie don't--
Bruce and Patti don't--
They don't live around here
I had a girl
Now she's gone
She left town
Town burned down
Nothing left
But the sound
Of the front door closing forever
Gentle rain
Falls on me
All life folds back
Into the sea
We contemplate eternity
Beneath the vast indifference of heaven

And Tom Waits' Tom Trauberts Blues (Four Sheets to the Wind in Copenhagen)
Wasted and wounded, it ain't what the moon did.
I got what I paid for now.
See you tomorrow. Hey, Frank, can I borrow
A couple of bucks from you to go
Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda?
You'll go waltzing Matilda with me.

I'm an innocent victim of a blinded alley
And I'm tired of all these soldiers here.
No one speaks English and everything's broken
And my Stacy's are soaking wet to go
Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda.
You'll go waltzing Matilda with me.

Now the dogs are barking
And the taxi cabs parking,
A lot they can do for me.
I begged you to stab me.
You tore my shirt open
And I'm down on my knees tonight.
Old Bushmill's, I staggered,
You buried the dagger
In your silhouette window light to go
Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda.
You'll go waltzing Matilda with me.

Now I've lost my St Christopher now that I've kissed her
And the one-armed bandit knows
And the maverick Chinamen and the cold-blooded signs
And the girls down by the striptease shows go
Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda.
You'll go waltzing Matilda with me.

No, I don't want your sympathy. The fugitives say
That the streets aren't for dreaming now.
Manslaughter dragnets and the ghosts that sell memories,
They want a piece of the action anyhow, go
Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda.
You'll go waltzing Matilda with me.

And you can ask any sailor and the keys from the jailer
And the old men in wheelchairs know
That Matilda's the defendant. She killed about a hundred
And she follows wherever you may go
Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda.
You'll go waltzing Matilda with me.

And it's a battered old suitcase to a hotel someplace
And a wound that will never heal.
No prima donna, the perfume is on
An old shirt that is stained with blood and whiskey
And goodnight to the street sweepers,
The night watchman flame keepers,
And goodnight, Matilda, too.

I second Dream On.

Last name Ever. First name Greatest.

"Dirty Deeds... Done Dirt Cheap" ... (Call me sentimental)

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equus wrote: [size=xx-large]I love artists who write great lyrics and can't sing worth anything.[/size] (Tom Waits, Roger Waters, Neil Young, Warren Zevon to a degree).

Here is my Favorite Zevon song:
Time marches on
Time stands still
Time on my hands
Time to kill
Blood on my hands
And my hands in the till
Down at the 7-11
Gentle rain
Falls on me
All life folds back
Into the sea
We contemplate eternity
Beneath the vast indifference of heaven
The past seems realer than the present to me now
I've got memories to last me
When the sky is gray
The way it is today
I remember the times when I was happy
Same old sun
Same old moon
It's the same old story
Same old tune
They all say
Someday soon
My sins will all be forgiven
Gentle rain
Falls on me
All life folds back
Into the sea
We contemplate eternity
Beneath the vast indifference of heaven
They say Everything's all right
They say Better days are near
They tell us These are the good times
But they don't live around here
Billy and Christie don't--
Bruce and Patti don't--
They don't live around here
I had a girl
Now she's gone
She left town
Town burned down
Nothing left
But the sound
Of the front door closing forever
Gentle rain
Falls on me
All life folds back
Into the sea
We contemplate eternity
Beneath the vast indifference of heaven

And Tom Waits' Tom Trauberts Blues (Four Sheets to the Wind in Copenhagen)
Wasted and wounded, it ain't what the moon did.
I got what I paid for now.
See you tomorrow. Hey, Frank, can I borrow
A couple of bucks from you to go
Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda?
You'll go waltzing Matilda with me.

I'm an innocent victim of a blinded alley
And I'm tired of all these soldiers here.
No one speaks English and everything's broken
And my Stacy's are soaking wet to go
Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda.
You'll go waltzing Matilda with me.

Now the dogs are barking
And the taxi cabs parking,
A lot they can do for me.
I begged you to stab me.
You tore my shirt open
And I'm down on my knees tonight.
Old Bushmill's, I staggered,
You buried the dagger
In your silhouette window light to go
Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda.
You'll go waltzing Matilda with me.

Now I've lost my St Christopher now that I've kissed her
And the one-armed bandit knows
And the maverick Chinamen and the cold-blooded signs
And the girls down by the striptease shows go
Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda.
You'll go waltzing Matilda with me.

No, I don't want your sympathy. The fugitives say
That the streets aren't for dreaming now.
Manslaughter dragnets and the ghosts that sell memories,
They want a piece of the action anyhow, go
Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda.
You'll go waltzing Matilda with me.

And you can ask any sailor and the keys from the jailer
And the old men in wheelchairs know
That Matilda's the defendant. She killed about a hundred
And she follows wherever you may go
Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda.
You'll go waltzing Matilda with me.

And it's a battered old suitcase to a hotel someplace
And a wound that will never heal.
No prima donna, the perfume is on
An old shirt that is stained with blood and whiskey
And goodnight to the street sweepers,
The night watchman flame keepers,
And goodnight, Matilda, too.

You forgot the main one....Bob Dillon.

sonofsam wrote:

coyotes22 wrote: I like big MAN butts

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Why everyone pickin on me tonight!!!!!!!!!!!

If you asked me whats on my mind, you probably won't believe it. Cuz if life was one big pool, I'd be in the deep end. So I, play my role and never ever speak it, like a secret. And all the while you just try to figure me out. But you can't see past my shades, past my shades, past my shades!

Past My Shades - B.O.B. Ft. Lupe Fiasco

WELL, I WAS DRUNK THE DAY MY MOM GOT OUT OF PRISON
AND I WENT TO PICK HER UP IN THE RAIN
BUT BEFORE I COULD GET TO THE STATION IN MY PICKUP TRUCK
SHE GOT RUNNED OVER BY A DAMNED OLD TRAIN

We are saints made of plaster, our laughter is canned;
We are demons that hide in the mirror.
But the blood on our hands paints a picture exceedingly clear.

We are brimming with cumbersome, murderous greed,
And malevolence deep and profound.
We do unspeakable deeds, does our wickedness know any bounds?

Something's gone terribly wrong with everyone;
All the world is mad.
Darkness brings terrible things; the sun is gone -
What vanity! our sad, wretched fires.

We can't medicate man to perfection again;
We can't legislate peace in our hearts.
We can't educate sin from our souls, it's been there from the start.

But the blind lead the blind into bottomless pits,
Still we smile and deny that we're cursed.
But of all our iniquities ignorance may be the worst.

Oh, what little light we have!
It only serves to show
The snares and seeds of wrath
We have already sewn on every path

All the World is Mad - Thrice

I especially like the bolded line for some reason.

first to last words................The Long and Winding Road. An outstanding song with a true message.

"Clutch tight fist pumped way in the air. Homie, you dealin' with a microphone bear. Tear, pear, glare, where, stare, check it, I don't care."

Andre Nickatina - I'm a Pisces