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Best Song Lyrics Ever
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Sex Pistols
Friggin' in the riggin'
Friggin' in the riggin'
Friggin' in the riggin'
There was f**k all else to do
Jilted John
But I know he's a moron
Gordon is a moron
Gordon is a moron
Gordon is a moron
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Life is timeless, days are long when you're young
You used to fall in love with everyone
Any guitar and any bass drum
Life is a drink and you get drunk when you're young
Life is new and there's things to be done
You can't wait to be grown up
Acceptance into the capital world
You pull on some weed, then you pull on someone when you're young
But you find out life isn't like that
It's so hard to comprehend
Why you set up your dreams to have them smashed in the end
But you don't mind you've got time on your side
And they're never gonna make you stand in line
You're just waiting for the right time
You're fearless and brave - you can't be stopped when you're young
You swear you're never ever gonna work for someone
No corporations for the new age sons
Tears of rage roll down your face
But still you say "it's fun"
And you find out life isn't like that
It's so hard to understand
Why the world is your oyster but your future's a clam
It's got you in its grip before you're born
It's done with the use of a dice and a board
They let you think you're king but you're really a pawn
You're fearless and brave - you can't be stopped when you're young
You used to fall in love with everyone
Any guitar and any bass drum
And Weller was about 20 when wrote that.
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I'm so glad that you are here
And I know that it's been years
I'm just glad to see you
And there's no need for tears
Time's best friend is fear
That's how it can find us
And do it's greatest kindness
Always to remind us
That it's our only time, inside this body and this mind
Regina Spektor0 -
Roxette, I don't want no more of your tricks
I'm gonna get some concrete mix
And fill your back door up with bricks
And you better be there waiting
When I get my business fixed
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Tramp The Dirt Down by Elvis Costello
I saw a newspaper picture from the political campaign:
A woman was kissing a child, who was obviously in pain.
She spills with compassion, as that young child's face in her hands she grips.
Can you imagine all that greed and avarice coming down on that child's lips?
Well, I hope I don't die too soon. I pray the Lord my Soul to save.
Yes, I'll be a good boy. I'm trying so hard to behave.
Because there's one thing I know I'd like to live long enough to savour:
That's when they finally put you in the ground.
I'll stand on your grave and tramp the dirt down.
When England was the whore of the world, Margaret was her Madam
and the future looked as bright and as clear as the black Tarmacadam.
Well, I hope that she sleeps well at night, isn't haunted by every tiny detail.
When she held that lovely face in her hands all she thought of was betrayal.
And now the cynical ones say that it all ends the same in the long run.
Try telling that to the desperate father who just squeezed the life from his only son.
And how it's only voices in your head...and dreams you never dreamt.
Try telling him the subtle difference between justice and contempt.
Try telling me she isn't angry with this pitiful discontent
when they flaunt it in your face as you line up for punishment.
And then expect you to say "Thank you", straighten up, look proud and pleased
because you've only got the symptoms, you haven't got the whole disease.
Just like a schoolboy, whose head's like a tin-can filled up with dreams, then poured down
the drain.
Try telling that to the boys on both sides, being blown to bits, or beaten and maimed.
Who takes all the glory and none of the shame?
Well, I hope you live long now. I pray the Lord your Soul to keep.
I think I'll be going before we fold our arms and start to weep.
I never thought for a moment that human life could be so cheap.
But, when they finally put you in the ground, they'll stand there laughing...
...and tramp the dirt down.
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Most of Simon and Garfunkel's stuff is pure poetry.
America being a particular great.5 -
I Think It's Going To Rain Today By Randy Newman, used in the opening credits of Broken, sung by the great Nina Simone0
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Grandaddy wrote some really weird yet touching songs. Jed the Humanoid is about two guys who build a self-aware robot - Jed - and leave it on its own. But Jed gets depressed and drinks himself to death.
There are two or three more songs about Jed, one in particular is the poetry he wrote before he died. The lyrics in these songs shouldn't work, but they really do.
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London Girls by Chas and Dave.
It is not thought provoking stuff but my god it really cheers you up.
Have a look and give yourself a chuckle.
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The things they do look awful cold.
Talkin' bout my generation.
I hope I die before I get old.2 - Sponsored links:
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Not the best ever, but this bit from Vince, the lovable stoner, by The Fratellis always amuses me:
Now vince got a big crush
on the girl from redrush
took her out for tacos
said she liked burritos
and he said shes so easy
brought up in the country
she gets naked for a living
she aint afraid of giving
and i havent seen a pupil in his eyes for 16 days
the catholic girls love him in a hundred million different ways
an hes been up for days
in a big malaise
hes only living till the salad days
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Why does it hurt when I pee...F.Zappa1
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Queen - Days of Our Lives
Freddie Mercury's final farewell.0 -
Big Shot - Bonzo Dog Doo Dah Band
I am the Big Shot.
You heard me right the first time, name of bachelor, Johnny Cool.
Occupation: big shot. Occupation at the moment: just having fun.
What a party that was, the drinks were loaded and so were the dolls.
I narrowed my eyes and poured a stiff Manhattan, then I saw... Hotsy.
What a dame, a big bountiful babe, in the region of 48-23-38. One hell of a region.
She had the hottest lips since Hiroshima, I had to stand back for fear of being burned.
"Whisky-wow-wow", I breathed; she was dressed as Biffo the Bear.
In that kind of outfit, she could get rolled at night...
And I don't mean on a crap table.
"It's kind of revealing, isn't it?"
"Revealing? It's positively risqué, I like it."
She said, "You're the man of a thousand G's, right?"
"A thousand what?", I quipped,
"Why, G-man, girls, guns, guts... You're my type"
"Wrong, baby!", I slapped her hard, "I'm an L-man. Strictly liquor, love and laughs"
She stared over my shoulder. "Play it cool, Johnny."
"Play it what?", I flipped. "Listen, I fought my way up from tough East-Side New York. Lead-filled socks and sub-machine guns. Like this!"
She said, "Johnny this is a deadly game, have a few laughs and go home."
I shuddered. Normally I pack a rod; in pyjamas I carry nothing but scars from Normandy Beach.
I said, "Wrong, baby, you can't fool me."
She spat playfully. "I'm ahead of you, Johnny."
I studied the swell of her enormous boobs and said,
"Baby, you're so far ahead it's beautiful!"
"You, you are, you're eccentric, I like that."
"Electric, Cherie, bugged off my rocker, tu comprends?" We spoke French fluently.
Our lips met again and again, "Yeah yeah yeah," I slobbered.
Hotsy said, "You're slobbering all over the seat, kid."
I went home, late. Very late.
What could I say to my wife? "Darling, I've been beaten up again"?
Let's face it, she's credulous as hell.
A punk stopped me on the street. He said, "You got a light, mac?"
I said, "No, but I've got a dark brown overcoat."2 -
Rupert Holmes chat-up speil
Our National Pastime"
I met her at a baseball game
That got held up by August rain
Beneath the mezzanine I huddled up against her hand
By then the rain had left the ground
And Seger threw a few on the mound
We stood to face the flag that flew above the Navy band
Then the anthem began to blare through the stadium
It rang through the open air
And I knew this was the time to make my pitch
Won't you come home with me?
I've a room you should see
With a warm waterbed
And pillow for your head
I've a robe you could wear
And smoke we could share
You are blond – I am tall
And I think that says it all
A quick glass of wine
Then I'll feed you a line
Nilsson will sing
And you won't feel a thing
Oh say you will stay with me, love
Must I say "I love you?"
"Well, how do ya' like my pad?"
"Oh, it's great. I mean, I love purple."
"I – I bet you're an Aquarius, aren't you?"
"No. Actually I'm a Leo."
"I knew you were one of those."
"You know, Leos are very big on Women's Lib."
"I don't, uh, believe in Women's Lib."
"Uh, somehow I didn't think you did."
"Let me just turn on the hi-fi here."
"Oh, that's pretty. Uh, what kind of wine is this?"
"Oh, that's uh – that's red wine."
"Red! That's my favorite kind."
"Are you having a terrific time?"
"Oh, yeah. I'm having a very terrific time."
Oh, stay for a lifetime
At least wait until the late show
"So you didn't tell me your name."
"My name is Karen."
"That was my mother's name."
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The unofficial Scottish National Anthem -
The grabbing hands grab all they can
Everything counts in large amounts
Depeche Mode1 -
When you want more than you have
You think you need
And when you think more than you want
Your thoughts begin to bleed
I think I need to find a bigger place
'Cause when you have more than you think
You need more space
Eddie Vedder
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We are not there yet
We have lost our soul
The course has been set
We're digging our own hole
We're going backwards
Armed with new technology
Going backwards
To a caveman mentality/i>
Depeche
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You've been kept down
You've been pushed 'round
You've been lied to
You've been fed truths
Who's making your decisions?
You or your religion
Your government, your countries
You patriotic junkies
Depeche
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Shell smashed, juices flowing
Wings twitch, legs are going
Don't get sentimental, it always ends up drivel
One day, I am gonna grow wings
A chemical reaction
Hysterical and useless
Hysterical and
Radiohead
May not be the best ever but resonate with me!!
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On a slightly different tangeant, Pumped Up Kicks by Foster The People sounds like a sweet song, until you realise it's about a school shooting.
"All the other kids with their pumped up kicks better run, better run, faster than my bullets"1 -
Rush - Making Memories"
you know were having good days
and we hope they're going to last
our future still looks brighter than our past
something I always turn to when things look a bit bleak.
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Sheer genius.....must have taken them all of 2 minutes to come up with that load a shyte!E-cafc said:Sex Pistols
Friggin' in the riggin'
Friggin' in the riggin'
Friggin' in the riggin'
There was f**k all else to do
Jilted John
But I know he's a moron
Gordon is a moron
Gordon is a moron
Gordon is a moron0 - Sponsored links:
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OMD = Enola Gay
It's 8:15, that's the time that it's always been
We got your message on the radio, condition's normal and you're coming home
Enola gay, is mother proud of little boy today
Oho, this kiss you give, it's never ever gonna fade away3 -
Happy Birthday lyrics can't be beat!!2
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If you are in a downbeat frame of mind, what about -
I hope that our few remaining friends
Give up on trying to save us
I hope we come up with a fail-safe plot
To piss off the dumb few that forgave us
I hope the fences we mended
Fall down beneath their own weight
And I hope we hang on past the last exit
I hope it's already too late
And I hope the junkyard a few blocks from here
Someday burns down
And I hope the rising black smoke carries me far away
And I never come back to this town
again, in my life
I hope I lie
And tell everyone you were a good wife
And I hope you die
I hope we both die
I hope I cut myself shaving tomorrow
I hope it bleeds all day long
Our friends say it's darkest before the sun rises
We're pretty sure they're all wrong
I hope it stays dark forever
I hope the worst isn't over
And I hope you blink before I do
And I hope I never get sober
And I hope when you think of me years down the line
You can't find one good thing to say
And I'd hope that if I found the strength to walk out
You'd stay the hell out of my way
I am drowning
There is no sign of land
You are coming down with me
Hand in unlovable hand
And I hope you die
I hope we both die
Mountain Goats, 'No Children'0 -
Is that about the Hiroshima bombing? Lovely!fadgadget said:OMD = Enola Gay
It's 8:15, that's the time that it's always been
We got your message on the radio, condition's normal and you're coming home
Enola gay, is mother proud of little boy today
Oho, this kiss you give, it's never ever gonna fade away0 -
You spend your time in smokey rooms
Where haggled old women with cheap perfume say
"It never happens for people like us, you know"
Well nothing ever happened on it's own
And well the toilet smells of desperation
The streets all echo of aggregation
And you wonder why you can't get no sleep
When you've got nothing to do
And you've had nothing to eat
Your life's slipping and sliding right out of view
And there's absolutely nothing that you can do, well
We'll live and die
We'll live and die in these towns
Don't let it drag you down
Don't let it drag you down now
We'll live and die
We'll live and die in these towns
Don't let it drag you down
Don't let it drag you down now
Dirty dishes from a T.V. meal
That went cold from the wind through a smashed up window
You can't go out if anybody calls you
'Cause you can't have a bath When there's no hot water
And your friends are out on the town again
And you ask yourself if it will ever end
And it's all too much for your head to take
Just a matter of time before you break, well
We'll live and die
We'll live and die in these towns
Don't let it drag you down
Don't let it drag you down now
The Enemy2 -
39 by Tenacious D
She needs a dentist appointment quick
I pay for it and she sucka my dick
When we text each other, I fiddle with my anus
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Good evening I'm from Essex
In case you couldn't tell
My given name is Dickie, I come from Billericay
And I'm doing very well
Had a love affair with Nina
In the back of my Cortina
A seasoned up hyena could not have been more obscener
She took me to the cleaners
And other misdemeanours
But I got right up between her
Rum and her Ribena
Well, you ask Joyce and Vicki
If candy-floss is sticky
I'm not a blinking thicky
I'm Billericay Dickie
And I'm doing very well
I bought a lot of brandy
When I was courting Sandy
Took eight to make her randy
And all I had was shandy
Another thing with Sandy
What often came in handy
Was passing her a 'Mandy'
She didn't half go bandy
So you ask Joyce and Vicki
If I ever took the mickey
I'm not a flipping thicky
I'm Billericay Dickie
And I'm doing very well
I'd rendezvous with Janet
Quite near the Isle of Thanet
She looked more like a gannet
She wasn't half a prannet
Her mother tried to ban it
Her father helped me plan it
And when I captured Janet she bruised her pomegranate
So you ask Joyce and Vicki
If I ever shaped up tricky
I'm not a blooming thicky
I'm Billericay Dickie
And I'm doing very well
You should never hold a candle if you don't know where it's been
The jackpot is in the handle on a normal fruit machine
So you ask Joyce and Vicki
Who's their favourite brickie
I'm not a common thicky
I'm Billericay Dickie
And I'm doing very well
I know a lovely old toe-rag obliging and noblesse
Kindly, charming shag from Shoeburyness
My given name is Dickie
I come from Billericay
I thought you'd never guess
So you ask Joyce and Vicki
A pair of squeaky chickies
I'm not a flaming thicky I'm Billericay Dickie
And I'm doing very well
Oh golly, oh gosh come and lie on the couch
With a nice bit of posh from Burnham-on-Crouch
My given name is Dickie, I come from Billericay
And I ain't a sloutch
So you ask Joyce and Vicki
About Billericay Dickie
I ain't an effin' thicky
You ask Joyce and Vicki
And I'm doing very well
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These are nice:
A wouldn't it be nice to get on with me neighbours
But they make it very clear
They've got no room for ravers
They stop me from groovin', they bang on me wall
They doing me crust in, it's no good at all - ah
Lazy Sunday afternoon
I've got no mind to worry
I close my eyes and drift away-a
Here we all are sittin' in a rainbow
Gor blimey hello Mrs. Jones
How's old Bert's lumbago? He mustn't grumble
Tweedle dee bite
I'll sing you a song with no words and no tune
Tweedle dee bite
To sing in your party while you souse at the moon - oh yeah
Lazy Sunday afternoon-a - tweedle dee bite - tweedle dee bite - tweedle dee bite
I've got no mind to worry - yeah - I've got no mind to worry
Close my eyes and drift away-a
Root-de-doo-de-doo, a-root-de-doot-de doy di
A-root-de doot de dum, a-ree-de-dee-de-doo dee - doo doo ....
There's no one to hear me, there's nothing to say
And no one can stop me from feeling this way - yeah
Lazy Sunday afternoon
I've got no mind to worry
Close my eyes and drift away
Lazy Sunday afternoon
I've got no mind to worry
Close my eyes and drift a-
Close my mind and drift away
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If I could have ever written anything as good as this I would probably write no more.
Lonely is the room the bed is made
The open window lets the rain in
Burning in the corner is the only one
Who dreams he had you with him
My body turns and yearns for a sleep
That won't ever come
It's never over,
My kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder
It's never over, all my riches for her smiles
When I slept so soft against her
It's never over,
All my blood for the sweetness of her laughter
It's never over,
She is the tear that hangs inside my soul forever
Jeff Buckley, one of the saddest losses to music ever.
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