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[therealjohnny]

What the hell is Glen Campbell on about here?:

My strength tells me my weakness shows

you make me think of coats and ties

Of babies home security

and jobs that last from nine to five



has anyone ever used the line " you make me think of coats and ties"?
What was the reaction?

 

[snakybus]

Another sunny day, I met you up in the garden
You were digging plants, I dug you, beg your pardon
I took a photograph of you in the herbaceous border
It broke the heart of men and flowers and girls and trees

 

[Charlie Bucket]

Yesterday any way you made it was just fine,
So you turned your days into night-time,
Didn’t you know, you can’t make it without ever even trying?
And something’s on your mind, isn’t it

Let these times show you that you’re breaking up the lines,
Leaving all your dreams too far behind,
Didn’t you see, you can’t make it without ever even trying?
And something’s on your mind.

Maybe another day you’ll want to feel another way, you can’t stop crying,
You haven’t got a thing to say, you feel you want to run away
There’s no use trying, anyway.
I’ve seen the writing on the wall,
Who cannot maintain will always fall,
Well, you know, you can’t make it without ever even trying.

And something’s on your mind, isn’t it
Tell the truth now, isn’t it
And something’s on your mind, isn’t it

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Across the evening sky, all the birds are leaving
But how can they know it's time for them to go?
Before the winter fire, I will still be dreaming
I have no thought of time
For who knows where the time goes?
Who knows where the time goes?
Sad, deserted shore, your fickle friends are leaving
Ah, but then you know it's time for them to go
But I will still be here, I have no thought of leaving
I do not count the time
For who knows where the time goes?
Who knows where the time goes?
And I am not alone while my love is near me
I know it will be so until it's time to go
So come the storms of winter and then the birds in spring again
I have no fear of time
For who knows how my love grows?
And who knows where the time goes?

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[Osama Van Halen]

"BUT A HEART FULL OF SORROW PAINTS A LONELY TAPESTRY"

"GODDAMN CHEESE CAKE ON MY JEANS.....AWWWW SAVE THAT FOR LATER"

"I GET UP AND NOTHIN' GETS ME DOWN"

"I GOT JAM ON MY LEGS, AND I'M READY TO SPREAD, ALL AROUND THE WORLD FOR THE FUNK"

COVERDALE, BECK, ROTH, CLINTON.

ALLAHQUAANNND2OOO!!!

 

[ron]

Call me lover,
Call me baby,
Call me anything
Just don't call me gone.

Anyone know the above? I can't recall artist, band, song

 

[Deleted member 3435]

Was thinking about these today so why not?


Sobriety breeds sincerity, and Lydia Pond she is my gravity.
I don’t know how she felt when she took that E,
But in the morning she shaking, she was twitching, she was jerking.
On June the 5th she moved to Paris, she could not stand the state of British
politics,
And I just can’t convince her that I’m socialist,
And every night I pray for mail in the morning.
Sweet Lydia Pond is doing it for me,
And I want to sing a hymn for the postal service.
Simple and proud since I stopped sleeping around,
I am so faithful now to Lydia’s handwriting,
That makes me guess the circumstances under which she wrote it,
Why she used the f-word when she never, ever spoke it,
She pasted on a passport photo of herself in pigtails,
And underneath she’d written "did my touch make you less lonely?"
Oh she promised me that we’d be creasing sheets,
And that our bodies would be bruising, wrestling underneath,
And I wanted to ask her how she cut her teeth,
And why she let time slip through her skinny, skinny fingers.

 

[Deleted member 3435]

And I've just remembered loving these the other morning:

Seymour Stein- I've been lonely
I caught a glimpse of someones face
It were mine and I'd been crying​

Half a world away
Ticket for a plane
Record company man
I won't be coming to dinner​

My thoughts are far away
I'm working on that play
North Country girl
1 think she's going to stay​

Promises of fame, promises of fortune
LA to New York- San Francisco back to Boston
Has he ever seen Dundee?
Won't he hire a limousine?
Seymour bring her back to me​

I heard dinner went well
You liked Chris's jacket
He reminded you of Johnny
Before he went Electronic.​

 

[localliver]

There are many quality lyrics by him, but one of my favouritest lyrics is "A New England" by Billy Bragg, especially....

I saw two shooting stars last night,
I wished on them,
But they were only satellites,
Is it wrong to wish on space hardware?
I wish, oh I wish you'd care...

Genius!

 

[Thebeard]

Jim O'Rourke - Good Times:

I may be dressed as a doctor dear,
But I'm not, I'm just acting up
Got high hopes, a passing thought

I may act like a bombardier
But don't be fooled, cause my aim is off
No need for alarm, I'll catch you next time

I'd like to raise the Titanic here
Take a walk, through it's molding streets
And feel right at home, 'cause the dead don't talk

It'd be so nice, if you weren't here
Empty air, where you used to stand
Like an empty plate, that gets bussed away



I love the misanthropy of this guy.

 

[Lili Marlene]

as per the other day:

Is that all there is?

 

[Froog]

The bigger the cushion, the sweeter the pushin'
That's what I said
The looser the waistband, the deeper the quicksand
Or so I have read

My baby fits me like a flesh tuxedo
I'd like to sink her with my pink torpedo

Big bottom, big bottom
Talk about bum cakes, my girl's got 'em
Big bottom drive me out of my mind
How could I leave this behind?

I met her on Monday, 'twas my lucky bun day
You know what I mean
I love her each weekday, each velvety cheek day
You know what I mean

My love gun's loaded and she's in my sights
Big game is waiting there inside her tights, yeah

Big bottom, big bottom
Talk about mud flaps, my girl's got 'em
Big bottom drive me out of my mind
How could I leave this behind?

My baby fits me like a flesh tuxedo
I'd like to sink her with my pink torpedo

Big bottom, big bottom
Talk about bum cakes, my girl's got 'em
Big bottom drive me out of my mind
How could I leave this behind?

 

[Red_Dog]

Toto Africa:

I hear the drums echoing tonight
But she hears only whispers of some quiet conversation
She's coming in 12:30 flight
The moonlit wings reflect the stars that guide me towards salvation
I stopped an old man along the way,
Hoping to find some old forgotten words or ancient melodies
He turned to me as if to say, Hurry boy, It's waiting there for you


CHORUS:
It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you
There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do
I bless the rains down in Africa
Gonna take some time to do the things we never have

The wild dogs cry out in the night
As they grow restless longing for some solitary company
I know that I must do what's right
As sure as Kilimanjaro rises like Olympus above the Serengeti
I seek to cure what's deep inside, frightened of this thing that I've become


CHORUS


(Instrumental break)


Hurry boy, she's waiting there for you


It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you
There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do
I bless the rains down in Africa, I bless the rains down in Africa
I bless the rains down in Africa, I bless the rains down in Africa
I bless the rains down in Africa
Gonna take some time to do the things we never have

 

[snakybus]

haha so bad they're good, maybe!

the Kilminjaro line, haha

 

[descender]

"I don't care if we spend the night at your mansion."

Amazing.

 

[Jerry Twig]

Big women, love the size,
Big women, flabby thighs,
Big women, big women
Big women, fill my eyes

 

[Lili Marlene]

that straw song where the end goes

you and me
you and me
you and me
humour me


brilliant.

 

[Deleted member 3435]

I'm having a bubblegum crisis
red or blue
which is the nicest?

 

[David Kronenbourg]

Witch - Maps and Atlases

You were a witch with your short hair

The weather would celebrate us both as we ran all the way home

Staked out in the oaks
In the form of little brothers from down below

The weather would celebrate us both as we ran all the way home

Tumbling down the hill
Our faces dirty with warpaint

And all off Jerusalem is sleeping in our front yard

Please be able only to see the legs in front of us

We went through the carpentry
Having stolen parts of buildings
Shouting for you to stop the songs on your knees

Are we as bandits with orange peels over our eyes?

You were a witch with your short hair

The weather would celebrate us both as we ran all the way home

Tumbling down the hill
Our faces dirty with warpaint