Good Lyrics
 

You mopey bastards need to stop bitching about everything that you're unhappy with about music and lyrics in general. I don't want to hear a goddamned reference to John Cage's silence philosophy or anything. He's dead.

What are your favorite lyrics. I don't want one post in this thread about bad lyrics. We are all too familiar with them and get spoon-fed too many shit lyrics like we love it by even some of our favorite musicians.

So in this thread, by musicians you like or not (everyone gets lucky sometimes) I want to read your favorite lyrics.

Not just that look nice, like some folk bullshit. That's too easy.

WHAT ARE YOUR FAVORITE LYRICS THAT PERFECTLY FIT THE MELODY, RHYHTM AND FALL PERFECTLY INTO PLACE WITH THE CHORDS AND ETC AND THAT ALSO HAVE SUBSTANCE FOR WHATEVER REASON OF YOUR CHOOSING!!!!!!!!!!!!


I know these are rare, so if this thread only has 5 great posts, so be it.


To me, I like the captain beefheart line (tho a kind of cheesey song from him) where he says "Tell me captain how does it feel to be driven away from your steering wheel."

Alot of John Lennon's acid tinged shit is tied with alot of Kurt Cobain's Heroine tinged shit and Frank Black's fast food, road tripped out shit. I compare the three together because I just love the way they say the words over the chords they choose, in a way it almost doesnt matter if the lyrics were good or not. But for these 3, they had more magical moments than shitty, contrived ones. Like so many of their immitators!

Basically everything Kim says in "Shadow of a doubt" it's so sexy. It's perfect.

"I may not always love you, but long as there are stars above you you'll never need to doubt it, I'll make you so sure about it."
"If you should ever leave me, life will still go on believe me. The world could show nothing to me." ~ those lines from God Only Knows are quite possibly my favorite lyrics of all time, for anyone who's been deeply in love before, lost that love, and chose not to be a pussy about it. It's powerful. Especially because alot of beach boys songs are needy, typical, that's the first one I can think of that is basically romantically "baller".

that's not bad who's that?

this thread sucks.

The Moon by The Microphones... absolutely perfect in my eyes

I drove up to the city at night and found the place where you grew up
and then where you stayed
and we walked around and stayed up late
under city lights, I spent the night
next to you in the house where you grew up
next to you, I miraculously woke up
in your parents' house, I lied in bed with you

I went back to feel alone there
I went back to wipe it clean
I took the lights and radio towers out of my dreams

and we went all the way up to the small town where I'm from
with foggy air and the wind and the mountain top
and we clung to rocks and we looked off and you held my hand
you almost got to start feeling me
I finally felt like I was breathing free
under swaying trees, we fell asleep and we had the same dream
the stars were bright, we dream the same every night
on my island home, I spent some time with you

I went back to feel alone there
I went back there by myself
I gave up on everything that we had felt

we found a precious place in the sand right out in the wind
and we lied under a blanket and heard the furious sounds:
the roar of waves, the pounding surf, two bodies on the earth
it was intense just getting to be there next to you
and you trying to get me then
and I was happy to let you in

I went back and wished I hadn't
I went back and felt regret
I went to the beach and I stared west

every night when the sun went down in the town where we lived
the empty streets were lit up by reflected light
from a distant sun bouncing off a glowing ball of rock
and we just lied on the roof and watched
the moon, the moon, the blue light of the moon
we didn't talk and silently we both felt powerful
and like the moon my chest was full
because we both knew we're just floating in space over molten rock
and we felt safe and we discovered that our skin is soft
there's nothing left except certain death
and that was comforting at night out under the moon

I went out last night to forget that
I went out and stared it down
but the moon stared back at me
and in it's light I saw my two feet on the ground

Built to Spill's "Car"

HAHAHHAAHHA

and inn spamnish

JAJAJAJJAJAJJAJAJ


CAR by built to spill

Little birds born without a mother or a father
I can watch their bodies forming in the running water
Now there is another in the middle of my mouth
A hundred altogether within me now
Little bird, little bird come into my body

Mother, they're within me every moment I'm awaking
Bodies multiplying until they finally overtake me
Open up my mouth but all you'll ever hear is singing
Put you hand within me and you'll know what I'm feeling
I just want to swallow up and promise to protect them

Daddy come to touch me but he seen his hands are shaking
Look into my eyes and he could see their bodies breaking
Push me to the floor and in his hands I started beating
"I don't want to hear it anymore", he kept repeating
Do you really want the burning hell that we believe in?

Did you know the burning hell it took your baby brother?
Did you see how far he fell and how he made us suffer?
Another boy in town at night he took him for his lover
And deep in sin they held each other
So I took a hammer and nearly beat his little brains in
Knowing God in heaven could have, never could forgive him
So I took a hammer and I nearly beat his brains in

Little boy born without a father or a mother
Taken to the river and then pushed into the water
And the priests are singing that the hell is getting hotter
Father, Son and Holy Ghost, the only one to save him
From the thing he loves the most but we know will betray him
Father, Son and Holy Ghost, the only one to save him
From the thing he loves the most but we know will betray him

And here beneath the water I can see
How the lights distort so strange
And I think this is how I would like to leave my body
And start again

Basically everything by Captain Beefheart. Most of Nick Cave, even at his most sappiest. Never any Malkmus.

They say ev'rything can be replaced,
Yet ev'ry distance is not near.
So I remember ev'ry face
Of ev'ry man who put me here.
I see my light come shining
From the west unto the east.
Any day now, any day now,
I shall be released.
They say ev'ry man needs protection,
They say ev'ry man must fall.
Yet I swear I see my reflection
Some place so high above this wall.
I see my light come shining
From the west unto the east.
Any day now, any day now,
I shall be released.
Standing next to me in this lonely crowd,
Is a man who swears he's not to blame.
All day long I hear him shout so loud,
Crying out that he was framed.
I see my light come shining
From the west unto the east.
Any day now, any day now,
I shall be released.

"Car" by built to spill is my girlfriend and I's, uh, "song". Having said that, I never want to hear it again.

My favorite lyrics ever are "Pneumonia" by Fog.

is it depression or disease?
tell it to the millipedes...

the casserole was good
and the drives were so nice
welcome to the worst part of your life

i'm hard to fix because
it took me so goddamn long
to figure out that I broke down

mold spores fill my lungs
silverfish hide in the venetian blinds
in the wintertime

in the bathroom
with the shower running and my clothes on
I figured out that I hate you all

i'm hard to fix because
it took me so goddamn long
to figure out that I broke down

The last night of the fair
By the big wheel generator
A boy is stabbed
And his money is grabbed
And the air hangs heavy like a dulling wine

She is Famous
She is Funny
An engagement ring
Doesn't mean a thing
To a mind consumed by brass and money


And though I walk home alone
I might walk home alone ...
...But my faith in love is still devout


The last night of the fair
From a seat on a whirling waltzer
Her skirt ascends for a watching eye
It's a hideous trait on her mother's side
From a seat on a whirling waltzer
Her skirt ascends for a watching eye
It's a hideous trait on her mother's side


And though I walk home alone
I might walk home alone ...
...But my faith in love is still devout


Then someone falls in love
And someone's beaten up
Someone's beaten up
And the senses being dulled are mine
And someone falls in love
And someone's beaten up
And the senses being dulled are mine


And though I walk home alone
I might walk home alone ...
...But my faith in love is still devout


This is the last night of the fair
And the grease in the hair
Of a speedway operator
Is all a tremulous heart requires
A schoolgirl is denied
She said : "How quickly would I die
If I jumped from the top of the parachutes ?"
La ...


This is the last night of the fair
And the grease in the hair
Of a speedway operator
Is all a tremulous heart requires
A schoolgirl is denied
She said : "How quickly would I die
If I jumped from the top of the parachutes ?"
La ...


So ... scratch my name on your arm with a fountain pen
This means you really love me
Scratch my name on your arm with a fountain pen
This means you really love me
Oh ...


And though I walk home alone
I just might walk home alone
But my faith in love is still devout
I might walk home alone
But my faith in love is still devout
I might walk home alone
But my faith in love is still devout
La ...

Another good lyric:

"I Miss Youuuuuu ahhh miss youuu"

his feet were torn
flyin' skateboard
ripped jeans to shorts
won't do no chores

i'm so bored

skin like dirt
christian death shirt
sun kissed and curved
those guys were jerks

i'm so bored
life's a chore




...my ethos.

keep it simple.

The things you do..make my blood run cold
makes me feel...I'm bought...and sold
When I'm doin...the things you do

And we'll be just fine
Not gonna waste more time
Ain't searchin for a sign
Goin back to the grind
And maybe ONE DAY BABY
YOU'LL SEE THAT LINE
No we're not lazy
We're just Makin this...
our time

The things you do.. make my heart be still
Makes me feel..I want to kill
When I'm doin....the things you do

And we must rewind
To claim what we can't find
All we left behind
We're not fuckin blind
IF WE LISTEN UP BABY
IT'LL CLEAR AFTERWHILE
Hey Johnny come latley
Turn it left of....
the dial

The things we do..most don't comprehend
Makes us eager..to taste the end
When we're doin ..The things we do

It's in the end you see
Just what yr gonna be
Don't lay yr blame on me
Need our own mercy
AN ON THAT DAY BABY
WE SET SAIL AT SEA
Prayin I make it there safely
And yr standin...
right..next..to me

When I was a five-year-old, I saw a five-year girl a-walkin'
And in my heart a little bell was tolled, and a little voice said
Kookenhaken, Kookenhaken.

Now, you don't know what that word means, nor I the man now talkin'
But when my heart had found a queen, a little voice did say
Kookenhaken, Kookenhaken.

So long forgotten was that word, so long that lock unlockin'
But once again that little word was heard, 'cause of my little Kookenhaken.
Well, do you like that sound, do you?
I don't know what it means either.
My heart has found a queen, my little Kookenhaken, well...
Kookenhaken, the word from years ago.
Kookenhaken, I've heard it now again.
Kookenhaken, my heart has found a friend in
My little Kookenhaken, well
My little Kookenhaken,
You know, you got my heart talkin',
Kookenhaken, Kookenhaken in my heart, and I love you, little Kookenhak.

And I've been walking long a year, and dear I'm tired of talkin',
So come on, honey, and listen here, and be my little Kookenhaken.
And I've been walkin' hill and dale, through vale and valley walkin',
So come on, honey, and read your mail my little Kookenhaken.
Kookenhaken, do you like that sound?
Kookenhaken, I don't know what it means.
Kookenhaken, my heart was found a queen,
My little Kookenhaken.
Kookenhaken, a word from years ago.
Kookenhaken, I've heard it now again.
Kookenhaken, my heart has found a friend
My little Kookenhaken, well
My little Kookenhaken,
You know, well you got my heart talkin',
Kookenhaken, kookenhaken in my heart, and I love you, little Kookenhaken.

And I've been walking long a year, and dear I'm tired of talkin',
So come on, honey, and listen here, and be my little Kookenhaken.
And I've been walkin' hill and dale, through vale and valley walkin',
So come on, honey, and read your mail and be my little Kookenhaken.
Kookenhaken, kookenhaken, in my heart.
Kookenhaken, kookenhaken, in my heart.
Kookenhaken, kookenhaken, in my heart.
My little Kookenhaken.
Kookenhaken, kookenhaken, I love you.
Kookenhaken, kookenhaken, I love you.
Kookenhaken, kookenhaken, I love you.
My little Kookenhaken.

Suckin' on my titties like you wanted me,
Callin me, all the time like blondie,
Check out my chrissy behind
It's fine all of the time
Like sex on the beaches,
What else is in the teaches of peaches? huh? what?

Suckin' on my titties like you wanted me,
Callin me, all the time like blondie,
Check out my chrissy behind
It's fine all of the time
What else is in the teaches of peaches?
Like sex on the beaches. huh? what?

huh? right. what? uhh.
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huh? what? right. uhh.

SIS IUD, stay in school coz it's the best.
IUD SIS, stay in school coz it's the best.
IUD SIS, stay in school coz it's the best.
IUD SIS, stay in school coz it's the best.

Suckin' on my titties like you wanted me,
Callin me, all the time like blondie,
Check out my chrissy behind
It's fine all of the time.
Like sex on the beaches.
What else is in the teaches of peaches? huh? what?

Fuck the pain away. Fuck the pain away.
Fuck the pain away. Fuck the pain away.
Fuck the pain away. Fuck the pain away.
Fuck the pain away. Fuck the pain away.
Fuck the pain away. Fuck the pain away.
Fuck the pain away. Fuck the pain away.
Fuck the pain away. Fuck the pain away.
Fuck the pain away. Fuck the pain away.

huh? what? right. uhh. huh? what? right. uhh.
What else in the teaches of peaches, like sex on the beaches.
what? right. uhh.

Fuck the pain away. Fuck the pain away.
Fuck the pain away. Fuck the pain away.
Fuck the pain away. Fuck the pain away.
Fuck the pain away. Fuck the pain away.

A hammer hurler, hammer hurler, hammer hurler, hammer hurler, hammer hurler...

This thread still sucks.

agreed.