Random Lyric Thread

[bradm]

The road is long and winding

Full of twists and turns

But before you can rise from the ashes

You've got to burn, baby, burn

Welcome to your barbecue

We roast all the dreams that never came true

Aloha,

Brad

[guigsy]

2 sips from the cup of human kindness and i'm shitfaced.

[Esau]

Nothing like some Pogues & triple vodka caesars for a wet saturday morning....

cheers

I met my love by the gas works wall

Dreamed a dream by the old canal

Kissed a girl by the factory wall

Dirty old town

Dirty old town

Clouds a drifting across the moon

Cats a prowling on their beat

Spring's a girl in the street at night

Dirty old town

Dirty old town

Heard a siren from the docks

Saw a train set the night on fire

Smelled the spring on the smoky wind

Dirty old town

Dirty old town

I'm going to make me a good sharp axe

Shining steel tempered in the fire

Will chop you down like an old dead tree

Dirty old town

Dirty old town

I met my love by the gas works wall

Dreamed a dream by the old canal

Kissed a girl by the factory wall

Dirty old town

Dirty old town

Dirty old town

Dirty old town

[Esau]

I was walking thru the forest

One cold and dreary morn

My heart sick with jealousy

And memories I need no more

No I could never kill a man

But I would do him harm

Knowing that you’re there

Lying in his arms

My flesh was ripped and torn

By the bramble and the thorn

I was lost but well-prepared

To offer up my soul

Because the greater misery

Is to live with what I know

The moon concealed by April’s storm

No bearing I could find

Until I fell into a clearing

And a road I recognized

I was far

Far from my home

Further from her smile

Not sure if I would return

Or just lay down and die

As I stood in Phaedra’s Meadow

Well the dawn did break the sky

And from the highest up in heaven

The Weaving Star fell into my eyes

[Dr_Evil_Mouse]

The "So it goes" thread has given me lyrical schizophrenia.

Strangers passing in the street

By chance two separate glances meet

And I am you and what I see is me

And do I take you by the hand

And lead you through the land

And help me understand the best I can

And,

Oh no I don't believe it

You say you think that you know the meaning of love

You say love is all we need

You say with your love you could change

All of the fools

All of the hate

I think you're probably out to lunch

Oh no I don't believe it

You say that you think you know the meaning of love

Do you realy think it can be told

You say that you really know

I think you should check it again

How can you say what you believe

Will be the key to the world of love

All your love, will it save me

All you're love, will it save the world

From we can't understand

Oh no I don't believe it

And in your dreams you can see yourself

As a prophet saving the world

The words from from your lips

I just can't believe you are such

A fool

[MarcO]

Darkness at the break of noon

Shadows even the silver spoon

The handmade blade, the child's balloon

Eclipses both the sun and moon

To understand you know too soon

There is no sense in trying.

Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn

Suicide remarks are torn

From the fool's gold mouthpiece

The hollow horn plays wasted words

Proves to warn

That he not busy being born

Is busy dying.

Temptation's page flies out the door

You follow, find yourself at war

Watch waterfalls of pity roar

You feel to moan but unlike before

You discover

That you'd just be

One more person crying.

So don't fear if you hear

A foreign sound to your ear

It's alright, Ma, I'm only sighing.

As some warn victory, some downfall

Private reasons great or small

Can be seen in the eyes of those that call

To make all that should be killed to crawl

While others say don't hate nothing at all

Except hatred.

Disillusioned words like bullets bark

As human gods aim for their mark

Made everything from toy guns that spark

To flesh-colored Christs that glow in the dark

It's easy to see without looking too far

That not much

Is really sacred.

While preachers preach of evil fates

Teachers teach that knowledge waits

Can lead to hundred-dollar plates

Goodness hides behind its gates

But even the president of the United States

Sometimes must have

To stand naked.

An' though the rules of the road have been lodged

It's only people's games that you got to dodge

And it's alright, Ma, I can make it.

Advertising signs that con you

Into thinking you're the one

That can do what's never been done

That can win what's never been won

Meantime life outside goes on

All around you.

You lose yourself, you reappear

You suddenly find you got nothing to fear

Alone you stand with nobody near

When a trembling distant voice, unclear

Startles your sleeping ears to hear

That somebody thinks

They really found you.

A question in your nerves is lit

Yet you know there is no answer fit to satisfy

Insure you not to quit

To keep it in your mind and not fergit

That it is not he or she or them or it

That you belong to.

Although the masters make the rules

For the wise men and the fools

I got nothing, Ma, to live up to.

For them that must obey authority

That they do not respect in any degree

Who despise their jobs, their destinies

Speak jealously of them that are free

Cultivate their flowers to be

Nothing more than something

They invest in.

While some on principles baptized

To strict party platform ties

Social clubs in drag disguise

Outsiders they can freely criticize

Tell nothing except who to idolize

And then say God bless him.

While one who sings with his tongue on fire

Gargles in the rat race choir

Bent out of shape from society's pliers

Cares not to come up any higher

But rather get you down in the hole

That he's in.

But I mean no harm nor put fault

On anyone that lives in a vault

But it's alright, Ma, if I can't please him.

Old lady judges watch people in pairs

Limited in sex, they dare

To push fake morals, insult and stare

While money doesn't talk, it swears

Obscenity, who really cares

Propaganda, all is phony.

While them that defend what they cannot see

With a killer's pride, security

It blows the minds most bitterly

For them that think death's honesty

Won't fall upon them naturally

Life sometimes

Must get lonely.

My eyes collide head-on with stuffed graveyards

False gods, I scuff

At pettiness which plays so rough

Walk upside-down inside handcuffs

Kick my legs to crash it off

Say okay, I have had enough

What else can you show me?

And if my thought-dreams could be seen

They'd probably put my head in a guillotine

But it's alright, Ma, it's life, and life only.

[MarcO]

I like a girl in satin

Who talks dirty in Latin

A girl who’s flirty

When she quotes Krishnamurti

If she likes to be goosed

While reciting from Proust

I’ll know she’s my kind of creature

Among her delectables

Her intellectables

Must be her sexiest feature

CHORUS

I’ve got The Hots For The Smarts

The Hots For The Smarts

IQ off the charts

Give me brains over hearts

I’ve got The Hots For The Smarts

I like a girl from Mensa

With a furrowed brow

When the tenses get denser

She gets it – and how!

I need a polymath

Called Cindy or Cath

Who likes her Plato not too platonic

An autodidact

Who can add and subtract

While sipping her Tolstoy and tonic

I need a girl with a feel

For Faraday’s wheel

A girl who’ll drool

For Fleming’s Left Hand Rule

Now you may like pin-ups

Of girls who do chin-ups

Like Xena the Warrior Princess

But I’ll take to dinner

My Nobel Prize winner

With plutonium stains down her dress

I like a girl who knows loadsa

Kierkegaard and Spinoza

Who likes to play chess

Humming Porgy and Bess

She must be able

From her logarithmic table

To find all those decimal places

And what do I care

That she’s nothing to wear

And her teeth are imprisoned in braces

I want a girl with a brain

The size of Siberia

With a haughty disdain

Of all things inferior

I don’t want a learner

With a Bunsen burner

She must be the finished article

Who sees our attraction

As chemical reaction

And charm as merely a particle

I want a PHD

Who reads Linear ‘B’

Who applies her lotion

With a Brownian motion

Now some men may favour

A girl who’s a raver

A tease or a saucy young minx

But I’ll get undressed with

The girl I’m impressed with

Who’s tunnelling under the Sphinx

[bradm]

Sometimes I fall in 'way too deep

The world's on fire but I'm asleep

Well I'm waking up now from some fevered dream

But I'm doing my best to see things clearly

Clearly

Clearly

I'm

Gonna be allright

(As soon as I get outta town)

As long as I've got you on my mind

I'm

Gonna be allright

(As soon as I get outta town)

As long as I've got you on my mind

Aloha,

Brad

[MarcO]

When I get to the bottom I go back to the top of the slide

Where I stop and I turn and I go for a ride

Till I get to the bottom and I see you again

Yeah yeah yeah hey

Do you, don't you want me to love you

I'm coming down fast but I'm miles above you

Tell me tell me tell me come on tell me the answer

Well you may be a lover but you ain't no dancer

Now helter skelter helter skelter

Helter skelter yeah

Ooh!

Will you, won't you want me to make you

I'm coming down fast but don't let me break you

Tell me tell me tell me the answer

You may be a lover but you ain't no dancer

Look out helter skelter helter skelter

Helter skelter ooh

Look out, cos here she comes

When I get to the bottom I go back to the top of the slide

And I stop and I turn and I go for a ride

And I get to the bottom and I see you again

Yeah yeah yeah

Well do you, don't you want me to make you

I'm coming down fast but don't let me break you

Tell me tell me tell me the answer

You may be a lover but you ain't no dancer

Look out helter skelter helter skelter

Helter skelter

Look out helter skelter

She's coming down fast

Yes she is

Yes she is coming down fast

[My head is spinning, ooh...

Ha ha ha, ha ha ha, alrgiht!

I got blisters on my fingers!]

[Del]

Will you wear white

Oh my dear, oh my dear

Will you wear white, Jenny Jenkins?

No I won't wear white

For the color's too bright

[Chorus]

I'll buy me a foldy-roldy, tildy-toldy

Seek-a-double, use-a-cozza roll to find me

Roll, Jenny Jenkins, roll

Will you wear green

Oh my dear, oh my dear

Will you wear green, Jenny Jenkins?

No, I won't wear green

It's a shame to be seen

[chorus]

Will you wear blue

Oh my dear, oh my dear

Will you wear blue, Jenny Jenkins?

No, I won't wear blue

For the color's too true

[chorus]

Will you wear yellow

Oh my dear, oh my dear

Will you wear yellow, Jenny Jenkins?

No, I won't wear yellow

For I'd never get a fellow

[chorus]

Will you wear brown

Oh my dear, oh my dear

Will you wear brown, Jenny Jenkins?

No, I won't wear brown

For I'd never get around

[chorus]

Will you wear beige

Oh my dear, oh my dear

Will you wear beige, Jenny Jenkins?

No, I won't wear beige

For it shows my age

[chorus]

Will you wear orange

Oh my dear, oh my dear

Will you wear orange, Jenny Jenkins?

No, orange I won't wear

And it rhymes so there

[chorus]

What will you wear?

Oh my dear, oh my dear

What will you wear, Jenny Jenkins?

Oh what do you care

If I just go bare

[chorus]

[bradm]

Yellow Buddhist monk

Is burning brightly at the zoo

You can bring a bowl of rice

And then a glass of water, too

And Fate is setting up the chessboard

While Death rolls out the dice

Anyone for tennis?

Wouldn't that be nice

Aloha,

Brad

[bradm]

If you listen real close

You'll hear these words rolling off my tongue

These words are a note to tell myself

To fix the things I've done

Aloha,

Brad

[StoneMtn]

I could be a soldier

Go out there and fight to save this land

Be a people's soldier

Paramilitary gun in hand

I won't be no soldier

I won't take no orders from no-one

Stuff their fucking armies

Killing isn't my idea of fun

[Chorus]

They wanna waste my life

They wanna waste my time

They wanna waste my life

And they've stolen it away

I could be a hero

Live and die for their 'important' cause

A united nation

Or an independent state with laws

And rules and regulations

That merely cause disturbances and wars

That is what I've got now

All thanks to the freedom-seeking hordes

[Chorus]

I'm not gonna be taken in

They said if I don't join I just can't win

I've heard that story many times before

And every time I threw it out the door

Still they come up to me

With a different name but the same old face

I can see the connection

With another time and a different place

They ain't blonde-haired or blue-eyed

But they think that they're the master race

They're nothing but blind fascists

Brought up to hate and given lives to waste

[Chorus: repeat]

[Im going home Donny]

John Lennon - Intuition

My intentions are good, I use my intuition

It takes me for a ride

But I never understood other peoples

superstition

It seemed like suicide

And as I play the game of life

I try to make better each and every day

And when I struggle in the night

The magic of the music seems to light the way

Intuition takes me there

Intuition takes me everywhere

Well my instincts are fine

I had to learn to use them in order to survive

And time after time confirmed an old suspicion

It's good to be alive

And when I 'm deep down and out and lose

communication

With nothing left to say

It's then I realize it's only a condition

Of seeing things that way

Intuition takes me there

Intuition takes me everywhere.

[afro poppa]

Life is an interesting flow

When you know where you want to be

But not where you want to go

And you’ve been around so long

But with nothing to show

So leave it in the dust

And come with us

To a more exciting place

With smiles and lust

And life never gets rust

And ease the mind with no pain

And then you’ll find you’ll gain

A little less of the same

And more than just a name

Besides what’s in a name

Except just the name of you game

And how do you value fame

Today’s the day of your trial

So be sure to reach that extra mile

Be sure to give out that extra smile

Then you might just stick around for awhile

Longer than you might be

Part the sea and you’ll see

What lies beneath

Is the soul and tree

But the tree never comes for free

Are you willing to pay the price

Will being yourself just suffice

Can you back up that roll of the dice

Are you willing to pay the price for life

Come back and dive in no regrets

Just remember not everyone gets

But everyone frets

Can you afford to pay your debts?

So remember life is an interesting flow

No one knows where they want to be, just know

Only two things for sure everyday you grow

And one day, we all have to go

peace

[StoneMtn]

God loves you,

But I hate you.

Will he forgive you?

Don't ask me.

I don't know.

[Dr_Evil_Mouse]

(In the spirit of the season, and all...)

Mary grows a child without the help of a man

Joseph get upset because he doesn't understand

Angel comes to Joseph in a powerful dream

Says "God did this and you're part of his scheme"

Joseph comes to Mary with his hat in his hand

Says "forgive me I thought you'd been with some other man"

She says "what if I had been - but I wasn't anyway and guess what

I felt the baby kick today"

Like a stone on the surface of a still river

Driving the ripples on forever

Redemption rips through the surface of time

In the cry of a tiny babe

The child is born in the fullness of time

Three wise astrologers take note of the signs

Come to pay their respects to the fragile little king

Get pretty close to wrecking everything

'Cause the governing body of the whole [Holy] land

Is that of Herod, a paranoid man

Who when he hears there's a baby born King of the Jews

Sends death squads to kill all male children under two

But that same bright angel warns the parents in a dream

And they head out for the border and get away clean

Like a stone on the surface of a still river

Driving the ripples on forever

Redemption rips through the surface of time

In the cry of a tiny babe

There are others who know about this miracle birth

The humblest of people catch a glimpse of their worth

For it isn't to the palace that the Christ child comes

But to shepherds and street people, hookers and bums

And the message is clear if you've got you have ears to hear

That forgiveness is given for your guilt and your fear

It's a Christmas gift that you don't have to buy

There's a future shining in a baby's eyes

Like a stone on the surface of a still river

Driving the ripples on forever

Redemption rips through the surface of time

In the cry of a tiny babe

(I like Cockburn's comments on this tune -

"at one point, during the song "Cry of A Tiny Babe" (about the birth of Christ) Jim Keltner broke down in tears. Well, he didn't breakdown - he kept playing but he was fighting it off throughout the song because he was so moved by what was going on," tells Cockburn. "Most songs were recorded in one take which is indicative of a certain focus."

...

"We've tended to lose sight of the reality of that story, of the immediacy of that story because it's so tied up in historical baggage. Mary is always the Madonna with a blue vale and everything. But in the story Mary is a woman who finds herself pregnant and can't explain it to anyone, especially Joseph who's kind enough not to want to see her executed but is sort of trying to extricate himself from the situation. You figure what must have been going through their heads at that time, I wanted to do a song that would address that fact - the humanity of the people involved."

[Esau]

It was Christmas Eve babe

In the drunk tank

An old man said to me, won't see another one

And then he sang a song

The rare old mountain DEW

I turned my face away

And dreamed about you

Got on a lucky one

Came in eighteen to one

I've got a feeling

This year's for me and you

So happy Christmas

I love you baby

I can see a better time

When all our dreams come true

They've got cars big as bars

They've got rivers of gold

But the wind goes right through you

It's no place for the old

When you first took my hand

On a cold Christmas Eve

You promised me

Broadway was waiting for me

You were handsome

You were pretty

Queen of New York City

When the band finished playing

They howled out for more

Sinatra was swinging,

All the drunks they were singing

We kissed on a corner

Then danced through the night

The boys of the NYPD choir

Still singing "Galway Bay"

And the bells were ringing out

For Christmas day

You're a bum

You're a punk

You're an old slut on junk

Lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed

You scumbag, you maggot

You cheap lousy faggot

Happy Christmas your arse

I pray God it's our last

The boys of the NYPD choir

Still singing "Galway Bay"

And the bells were ringing out

For Christmas day

I could have been someone

Well so could anyone

You took my dreams from me

When I first found you

I kept them with me babe

I put them with my own

Can't make it all alone

I've built my dreams around you

The boys of the NYPD choir

Still singing "Galway Bay"

And the bells were ringing out

For Christmas day

[bradm]

Amber called her uncle, said "We're up here for the holiday,

Jane and I were having Solstice, now we need a place to stay."

And her Christ-loving uncle watched his wife hang Mary on a tree,

He watched his son hang candy canes all made with Red Dye Number 3.

He told his niece, "It's Christmas Eve, I know our life is not your style,"

She said, "Christmas is like Solstice, and we miss you, and its been awhile,"

So the Christians and the Pagans sat together at the table,

Finding faith and common ground the best that they were able,

And just before the meal was served, hands were held and prayers were said,

Sending hope for peace on earth to all their gods and goddesses.

The food was great, the tree plugged in, the meal had gone without a hitch,

'Til Timmy turned to Amber and said, "Is it true that you're a witch?"

His mom jumped up and said, "The pies are burning," and she hit the kitchen,

And it was Jane who spoke, she said, "It's true, your cousin's not a Christian,"

"But we love trees, we love the snow, the friends we have, the world we share,

And you find magic from your God, and we find magic everywhere."

So the Christians and the Pagans sat together at the table,

Finding faith and common ground the best that they were able,

And where does magic come from? I think magic's in the learning,

'Cause now when Christians sit with Pagans only pumpkin pies are burning.

When Amber tried to do the dishes, her aunt said, "Really, no, don't bother."

Amber's uncle saw how Amber looked like Tim and like her father.

He thought about his brother, how they hadn't spoken in a year,

He thought he'd call him up and say, "It's Christmas and your daughter's here."

He thought of fathers, sons and brothers, saw his own son tug his sleeve, saying,

"Can I be a Pagan?" Dad said, "We'll discuss it when they leave."

So the Christians and the Pagans sat together at the table,

Finding faith and common ground the best that they were able,

Lighting trees in darkness, learning new ways from the old, and

Making sense of history and drawing warmth out of the cold.

Aloha,

Brad

[SmoothedShredder]

Once upon a time, not too long ago, we took a day out in Manchester

We all fall down, there's not enough hours in the day

Played a bit of football, fell into the union

Barged our way into the toilet with the kung fu king

There's not enough hours in the day

I remember seeing someone dressed in a suit, looking like a lunatic

And we all fall down, there's not enough hours in a trip

Well, academy cogwheels breaking your hand

But we got lovely posters for sale

And we all fall down, there's not enough hours in a day

We like loving, yeah, and the wine we share

We like loving, yeah, and the wine we share

Finally made our way back to the train, rolling into Sheffield tonight

And it all falls down, there's not enough hours in a life

So try and guess my weight, waiting at the station

Whippin' Piccadilly tonight, and it all falls down

There's not enough hours in a life

We like loving, yeah, and the wine we share

We like loving, yeah, and the wine we share

[Esau]

What you get and what you see

Things that don’t come easily

Feeling happy in my vein

Icicles within my brain

Something blowing in my head

Winter’s ice, it soon will spread

Death would freeze my very soul

Makes me happy, makes me cold

My eyes are blind but I can see

The snowflakes glisten on the tree

The sun no longer sets me free

I feel there’s no place freezing me

Let the winter sun shine on

Let me feel the frost of dawn

Fill my dreams with flakes of snow

Soon I’ll feel the chilling glow

Don’t you think I know what I’m doing

Don’t tell me that it’s doing me wrong

You’re the one who’s really a loser

This is where I feel I belong

Crystal world with winter flowers

Turns my day to frozen hours

Lying snowblind in the sun

Will my ice age ever come?

[bradm]

I've blown kisses to the moon

I've put sugar in my tank

I've scaled the walls of waiting rooms

And sworn to break the bank

Aloha,

Brad

[Dr_Evil_Mouse]

You have a natural tendency

To squeeze off a shot

You're good fun at parties

You wear the right masks

You're old but you still

Like a laugh in the locker room

You can't abide change

And you're home on the range

You opened the suitcase

Behind the old workings

To show off the magnum

You deafened the canyon

A comfort a friend

Only upstaged in the end

By the Uzi machine gun

Does the recoil remind you

Remind you of sex

Old man what the hell you gonna kill next

Old timer, who you gonna kill next

I looked over Jordan and what did I see

Saw a U.S. Marine in a pile of debris

I swam in your pools

And lay under your palm trees

I looked in the eyes of the Indian

Who lay on the Federal Building steps

And through the range finder over the hill

I saw the front line boys popping their pills

Sick of the mess they find on their desert stage

And the bravery of being out of range

Yeah the question is vexed

Old man what the hell you gonna kill next

Old timer who you gonna kill next

Hey bartender, over here

Two more shots

And two more beers

Sir, turn up the TV sound

The war has started on the ground

Just love those laser guided bombs

They're really great for righting wrongs

You hit the target, win the game

From bars 3,000 miles away

3,000 miles away

We play the game

With the bravery of being out of range

We zap and maim

With the bravery of being out of range

We strafe the train

With the bravery of being out of range

We gain terrain

With the bravery of being out of range

We play the game

With the bravery of being out of range

[djmelbatoast]

Nice legs, shame about the face.

[Del]

Everybody get ready and get into gear,

The Degrassi sensation,

The one and only,

Zit Remedy is here.

Everybody wants something, they'll never give up.

Everybody wants something, they'll take your money and never give up.

Everybody face up to the facts as they are,

Dedication is hard but, you'll be somebody and you will go far.

Everybody wants something, they'll never give up.

Everybody wants something, they'll take your money and never give up.