Post the Best Song/Lyrics You've ever heard

[chris200x9]

skewbald/grand union -song1


something hurts inside my head I don't know what it is I don't know where it is it's tearing me apart I'm sorry for what I did I'm sorry for what I didn't do I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry sorry for you how could I face my friends to many feelings in the blend they could never understand they could never know I'm sorry for what I didn't do I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry sorry for you should I just ignore it or will that make them hurt how the **** should I react every thing's going black I'm sorry for what I did I'm sorry for what I didn't do I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry sorry for you you just changed for the same the same the same you just changed for the same the same the same old ****ing thing the same old ****ing thing the same old you just changed for the same the same the same you just changed for the same over and over and over again

[twistedlegato]

"Broadripple is Burning" and "Tall as Cliffs" by Margot & the Nuclear So and So's

[bobr1952]

Green Day did a nice job with this but nowhere near like the original.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=njG7p6CSbCU

[rpaloalto]

Many songs come in go. That move me, or have a special place in my heart. As my new or current favorite. But Neil Young's Heart Of Gold. Always will be right back on top, the moment I hear it.

I want to live,
I want to give
I've been a miner
for a heart of gold.
It's these expressions
I never give
That keep me searching
for a heart of gold
And I'm getting old.
Keeps me searching
for a heart of gold
And I'm getting old.

I've been to Hollywood
I've been to Redwood
I crossed the ocean
for a heart of gold
I've been in my mind,
it's such a fine line
That keeps me searching
for a heart of gold
And I'm getting old.
Keeps me searching
for a heart of gold
And I'm getting old.

Keep me searching
for a heart of gold
You keep me searching
for a heart of gold
And I'm growing old.
I've been a miner
for a heart of gold.

[WinterMute]

Leonard Cohen has been responsible for some of the most striking lyrical work, but then, he's a poet in his day-job.

A thousand kisses deep

The ponies run, the girls are young,
The odds are there to beat.
You win a while, and then it’s done –
Your little winning streak.
And summoned now to deal
With your invincible defeat,
You live your life as if it’s real,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

I’m turning tricks, I’m getting fixed,
I’m back on Boogie Street.
You lose your grip, and then you slip
Into the Masterpiece.
And maybe I had miles to drive,
And promises to keep:
You ditch it all to stay alive,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

And sometimes when the night is slow,
The wretched and the meek,
We gather up our hearts and go,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

Confined to sex, we pressed against
The limits of the sea:
I saw there were no oceans left
For scavengers like me.
I made it to the forward deck
I blessed our remnant fleet –
And then consented to be wrecked,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

I’m turning tricks, I’m getting fixed,
I’m back on Boogie Street.
I guess they won’t exchange the gifts
That you were meant to keep.
And quiet is the thought of you
The file on you complete,
Except what we forgot to do,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

And sometimes when the night is slow,
The wretched and the meek,
We gather up our hearts and go,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

The ponies run, the girls are young,
The odds are there to beat…


If it be your will

If it be your will
That I speak no more
And my voice be still
As it was before
I will speak no more
I shall abide until
I am spoken for
If it be your will

If it be your will
That a voice be true
From this broken hill
I will sing to you
From this broken hill
All your praises they shall ring
If it be your will
To let me sing
From this broken hill
All your praises they shall ring
If it be your will
To let me sing

If it be your will
If there is a choice
Let the rivers fill
Let the hills rejoice
Let your mercy spill
On all these burning hearts in hell
If it be your will
To make us well

And draw us near
And bind us tight
All your children here
In their rags of light
In our rags of light
All dressed to kill
And end this night
If it be your will

If it be your will.

[Mattaut]

This is real hip-hop lyricism, not that bulls**t on the radio now a days.
Wu-Tang Clan - Triumph

[Inspectah Deck]
I bomb atomically, Socrates' philosophies
and hypotheses can't define how I be droppin’ these
mockeries, lyrically perform armed robbery
Flee with the lottery, possibly they spotted me
Battle-scarred shogun, explosion when my pen hits
tremendous, ultra-violet shine blind forensics
I inspect view, through the future see millenium
Killa B's sold fifty gold sixty platinum
Shacklin’ the masses with drastic rap tactics
Graphic displays melt the steel like blacksmiths
Black Wu jackets queen B's ease the guns in
Rumble with patrolmen, tear gas laced the function
Heads by the score take flight incite a war
Chicks hit the floor, diehard fans demand more
Behold the bold soldier, control the globe slowly
Proceeds to blow swingin’ swords like Shinobi
Stomp grounds and pound footprints in solid rock
Wu got it locked, performin’ live on your hottest block

[creator2456]

Fall Into Sleep by Mudvayne. Listen

I just think that it is a good commentary on the world situation right now. People who can make a difference are not heard because the louder voices have the power.

dreams of fidelity,
dreams of inner peace,
dreams of loyalty,
dreams of unity,
...all gone.

fall into sleep,
fall into me,
i have a dream,
but nobody cares,
nobody wants to listen.
fall into sleep,
fall into me,
hang onto a dream that nobody wants,
nobody cares anymore.

[Surely]

Bob Dylan's Where Are You Tonight? (Journey Through Dark Heat) from the album Street Legal:


There's a long-distance train rolling through the rain, tears on the letter I write.
There's a woman I long to touch, and I miss her so much, but she's drifting like a satellite.
There's a neon light ablaze in this green smoky haze, laughter down on Elizabeth Street
And a lonesome bell tone in that valley of stone where she bathed in a stream of pure heat.
Her father would emphasize you got to be more than street-wise but he practiced what he preached from the heart.
A full-blooded Cherokee, he predicted to me the time and the place that the trouble would start.

There's a babe in the arms of a woman in a rage
And a longtime golden-haired stripper onstage
And she winds back the clock and she turns back the page
Of a book that no one can write.
Oh, where are you tonight?

The truth was obscure, too profound and too pure, to live it you have to explode.
In that last hour of need, we entirely agreed, sacrifice was the code of the road.
I left town at dawn, with Marcel and St. John, strong men belittled by doubt.
I couldn't tell her what my private thoughts were but she had some way of finding them out.
He took dead-center aim but he missed just the same, she was waiting, putting flowers on the shelf.
She could feel my despair as I climbed up her hair and discovered her invisible self.

There's a lion in the road, there's a demon escaped,
There's a million dreams gone, there's a landscape being raped,
As her beauty fades and I watch her undrape,
I won't, but then again, maybe I might.
Oh, if I could just find you tonight.

I fought with my twin, that enemy within, 'til both of us fell by the way.
Horseplay and disease is killing me by degrees while the law looks the other way.
Your partners in crime hit me up for nickels and dimes, the guy you were lovin' couldn't stay clean.
It felt outa place, my foot in his face, but he should-a stayed where his money was green.
I bit into the root of forbidden fruit with the juice running down my leg.
Then I dealt with your boss, who'd never known about loss and who always was too proud to beg.
There's a white diamond gloom on the dark side of this room and a pathway that leads up to the stars.
If you don't believe there's a price for this sweet paradise, remind me to show you the scars.

There's a new day at dawn and I've finally arrived.
If I'm there in the morning, baby, you'll know I've survived.
I can't believe it, I can't believe I'm alive,
But without you it just doesn't seem right.
Oh, where are you tonight?

[DAAAAAAAVE]

Leftover Crack/Choking victim have very good lyrics about police brutality, world trade, inner city poverty and other interesting political issue of NYC

[KJChevy3]

I've always liked Neil Peart's (RUSH) lyrics. although not earth shaking they have some simple honesty to them. My favorite is from Freewill:

"If you chose not to decide, you still have made a choice."

[anjinha]

I adooore this song:Oh My Love By John Lennon.

It's so sad and yet so beautiful.

[Chim3ra]

Best Serious Lyrics:

Our Lady Peace "Thief". Pretty much random lyrics until you find out that the song is written about a family member that has Cancer...

I don't want to understand this horror
There's a weight in your eyes
I can't admit
Everybody ends up here in bottles
But the name tag's the last thing you wanted

As the world explodes
We fall out of it
And we can't let go
Because this will not go away
There's a house built out in space

I can't see that thief
That lives inside of your head
But I can be some courage at
The side of you bed
I don't know what's happening
And I can't pretend
But I can be your, be your

Someone help us understand
Who ordered this disgusting
Arrangement, time and the end
I don't want to hear who walked
On water, because the hallways are empty
And the clocks tick

As the world implodes
We fall into it
And we can't go home
Because this will not go away
There's a house built out in space

I can't see that thief
That lives inside of your head
But I can be some courage at
The side of you bed
I don't know what's happening
And I can't pretend

It's a long, long get away
It's a long, long get away
Make it home again
Make it home again
It's a long, long get away
It's a long, long get away

I can't see that thief
That lives inside of your head
But I can be some courage at
The side of you bed
I don't know what's happening
And I can't pretend
But I can be your, be your

[eRondeau]

1) All of Dark Side of the Moon, every word!
2) Leonard Cohen +1
3) The Tragically Hip's "Nautical Disaster":

I had this dream where I relished the fray
and the screaming filled my head all day.
It was as though I'd been spit here, settled
in, into the pocket of a lighthouse on some
rocky socket, off the coast of France, dear.

One afternoon, four thousand men died in
the water here and five hundred more were
thrashing madly, as parasites might in your
blood. Now I was in a lifeboat designed for
ten and ten only, anything that systematic
would get you hated. It's not a deal nor a
test nor a love of something fated. The
selection was quick, the crew was picked in order
and those left in the water got kicked off our
pantleg and we headed for home.

Then the dream ends when the phone rings,
you doing alright he said it's out there most
days and nights, but only a fool would
complain. Anyway Susan, if you like, our
conversation is as faint as a sound in my
memory, as those fingernails scratching on
my hull.

Honorable Mention: Warren Zevon's "Werewolves of London" -- Because anyone who uses the word "mutilated" in a hit song is okay by me!

[killmoms]

Originally Posted by Killyp

Joni Mitchell - People's Parties

Joni Mitchell in general writes some of the best lyrics IMO.

Truth. TRUTH.

Anything from her album Hejira is pretty freaking fantastic. In fact, the title track has one of my favorite lyrics ever:

Originally Posted by Joni Mitchell

I know no one's gonna show my everything,
We all come and go unknown—
Each so deep and superficial
Between the forceps and the stone

Recently though I've found a lot of power in the lyrics of both The National and Frightened Rabbit.

[nizz]

i love you like a fat kid love cake

[yorkshire]

Queen-Bohemian Rhapsody


Purely for the sheer nonsense!!

[jgreen464]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ycgegp0KdE4

'nuff said

[NC MacGuy]

Best is pretty hard. I've got favorites in different genres. Like this is a classic and definitely my favorite or best in "sexytime silly" catagory:

Dynamo Hum by Frank Zappa

Search for the rest of the lyrics if interested, but an excerpt:

Dinah-moe watched from the edge of the bed
With her lips just a-twitchin an her face gone red
Some drool rollin down
From the edge of her chin
While she spied the condition
Her sister was in
She quivered n quaked
An clutched at herself
While her sister made a joke
bout her mental health
till dinah-moe finally
Did give in
But I told her
All she really needed
Was some discipline...

[synth3tik]

Ian Dury and the Blockheads are great and I totally love the song "Billericay Dickie". Ian had some wonderful rhymes in his lyrics. My favorite is

"and when I captured Janet she bruised her pomegranet"

Awesome. Who could have ever thought of that.

[Schtumple]

Give peace a chance - Lennon

Can't think of a single line (from a song) that sparked so much action...

Such a simple line, but one that I hold close to me, it's a good philosophy to have in life too.

Everybody's talking about
Bagism, Shagism, Dragism, Madism,
Ragism, Tagism, Thisism, Thatism.
Isn't it the most?

Hare, Hare Krishna.
All we are saying is
give peace a chance.
All we are saying is
give peace a chance.

Everybody's talking about
Ministers, Sinisters,
Banisters and Canisters,
Bishops and Fishops, Rabbins and Popeyes.
Bye-bye Bye-byes.

Hare, Hare Krishna.
All we are saying is
give peace a chance.
All we are saying is
give peace a chance.

Everybody's talking about
Revolution, Evolution,
Masturbation, Flagellation,
Regulations, Integrations,
Meditation, United Nations.
Congratulations!

Hare, Hare Krishna.
All we are saying is
give peace a chance.
All we are saying is
give peace a chance.

Everybody's talking about
John and Yoko, Timmy Leary,
Rosemary, Tommy Smothers,
Bobby Dylan, Tommy Cooper, Derek
Taylor, Norman Mailer,
Alan Grinsberg, Hare Krishna

Hare, Hare Krishna.
All we are saying is give peace a chance.
All we are saying is give peace a chance.

[clayt998]

I know a lot of people dislike Kanye West, but I think these lyrics are beautiful:

"If you admire somebody you should go out there tell em, nobody ever gets the flowers while they can still smell em"

Kanye West- Big Brother

xx

[zephead]

I'm surprised no one here has mentioned Bruce Springsteen. I haven't listened to very many of his songs, but the few I have listened to are awesome, especially Born to Run. He turns an otherwise boring description of growing up in New Jersey into a brilliant, majestic sounding song.

In the day we sweat it out on the streets
Of a runaway American dream
At night we ride through mansions of glory
In suicide machines
Sprung from cages on Highway 9
Chrome-wheeled, fuel-injected and steppin' out over the line

Oh, baby this town rips the bones from your back
It's a death trap, it's a suicide rap
We gotta get out while we're young
'Cause tramps like us
Baby, we were born to run

I also like the lyrics of Neil Peart, of Rush, like KJChevy3 said. From "The Spirit of Radio":

All this machinery making modern music
Can still be open-hearted
Not so coldly charted, it's really just a question
Of your honesty, yeah, your honesty

One likes to believe in the freedom of music
But glittering prizes and endless compromises
Shatter the illusion of integrity, yeah

[bball32]

What's everyone's favorite song lyrics?


I could go on for pages upon pages about this but, for now, this is what I've got...



There has to be a change I'm sure
Today was just a day fading into another
And that can't be what a life is for
The only thing she said was she feels a lot better
And that's all that really matters to me

Amy Hit the Atmosphere-Counting Crows




How the girls can turn to ghosts before your eyes
And the very dreams that led to them
Are keeping them from dying
And how the grace with which she walked into your life
Will stay with you in your steps
And pace with you a while
For so long, so long
I will leave under the cover
Of summer's kiss upon the sky
Like the stone face of your lover
Just before she says goodbye
And I was certain that the season
Could be held between my arms
And just as summer's hold is fleeting
I was here but now I'm gone
So long, so long

So Long, So Long-Dashboard Confessional




Kick yourself for stumbling
But never leave your feet
Lie awake with your mistakes
And find peace piece by piece
Pray that you wake up as who you wanna be
That's how you make a man like me
Walk proud in the shoes where no one wants to be
That's how you make a man like me

Man Like Me-Bobby Pinson



I'll wait for you where Saturday's a memory
And Sunday comes to gather me
Into the arms of God who'll welcome me
Cuz I believe, oh I believe

Cowboys-Counting Crows



The rain falls where it wants to
The wind blows where it will
Everything on earth goes somewhere
But I swear we're standing still
So I'm not gonna wake you
I'll go easy on your heart
I'll just touch your face and drift away
Like smoke rings in the dark

Smoke Rings In The Dark-Gary Allan



Casey leaves the underground
And stops inside the Golden Crown
For something wet to wipe away the chill that's on his bone
Seeing his reflection in the lives of all the lonely men
Who reach for anything they can to keep from going home
Standing in the corner Casey drinks his pint of bitter
Never glancing in the mirror at the people passing by
Then he stumbles as he's leaving
And he wonders if the reason is beer that's in his belly
Or the tear that's in his eye

Casey's Last Ride-Kris Kristofferson


I could go on forever lol but I'll give everyone else a chance now

[Ivan P]

My three favourite tracks, lyric-wise, are by ABBA - but its none of their early "pop" crap, it's some of the darker stuff from towards the end.

He stands towering over me beside my bed
Losing his head
Tells me I should take him seriously
Droning on the usual way
He's such a clever guy
And I wonder should I laugh or cry
He's dressed in the striped pajamas that I bought
Trousers too short
Gives me all his small philosophy
Carries on the way he does
And me, I get so tired
And I wonder should I laugh or cry

High and mighty his banner flies
A fool's pride in his eyes
Standing there on his toes to grow in size
All I see is a big balloon
Halfway up to the moon
He's wrapped up in a warm and safe cocoon
Of an eternal lie
So should I laugh or cry

Strange how dangerously indifferent I have grown
Cold as a stone
No more pain where there was pain before
Far away he rambles on, I feel my throat go dry
And I wonder, should I laugh or cry
-- "Should I Laugh Or Cry"

This one's a bit weird, and in a way it really needs the music (and maybe even the video clip) to elaborate on its point - I've cut a verse out that doesn't really add anything to it. The last couple lines in particular sums it up the point of the entire track:

I must have left my house at eight, because I always do
My train, I'm certain, left the station just when it was due
I must have read the morning paper going into town
And having gotten through the editorials
No doubt I must have frowned
I must have made my desk around a quarter after nine
With letters waiting to be read, and heaps of papers waiting to be signed
I must have gone to lunch at half past twelve or so
The usual place, the usual bunch
And on top of this I'm pretty sure it must have rained
The day before you came

I must have lit my seventh cigarette at half past two
And at the time I never even noticed I was blue
I must have kept on dragging through the business of the day
Without really knowing anything, I hid a part of me away
At five I must have left, there's no exception to the rule
A matter of routine, I've done it ever since I've finished school
The train back home again
Undoubtedly I must have read the evening paper then
Oh yes, I'm sure my life was well within its usual frame
The day before you came

...

I must have gone to bed, around a quarter after ten
I need a lot of sleep, and so I like to be in bed by then
I must have read a while
The latest one by Marilyn French or something in that style
It's funny, but I had no sense of living without aim
The day before you came
-- "The Day Before You Came"

I don't want to talk about the things we've gone through
Though it's hurting me, now it's history
I've played all my cards, and that's what you've done too
Nothing more to say, no more ace to play
The winner takes it all
The loser standing small
Beside the victory
That's her destiny

I was in your arms, thinking I belonged there
I figured it made sense, building me a fence
Building me a home, thinking I'd be strong there
But I was a fool, playing by the rules
The gods may throw the dice
Their minds as cold as ice
And someone way down here
Loses someone dear
The winner takes it all
The loser has to fall
It's simple and it's plain, why should I complain

But tell me, does she kiss like I used to kiss you
Does it feel the same, when she calls your name
Somewhere deep inside you must know I miss you
But what can I say, rules must be obeyed
The judges will decide
The likes of me abide
Spectators of the show, always staying low
The game is on again, a lover or a friend
A big thing or a small, the winner takes it all

I don't want to talk if it makes you feel sad
Though I understand, you've come to shake my hand
I've apologised, and that's what you've done too
Seeing me so tense, no self-confidence
But you see, the winner takes it all.
-- "The Winner Takes It All"

...prepared for a bashing for my horrid taste in music

[chan2004]

lots of favourites

it really depends on the mood

But this month, the most i listened was Liberian girl by MJ
lot of memories

fav lyric - the part where the girl sings

short but somehow enticing