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]-[ @ n $ 0 |v| a T !
11-15-2012, 05:41 PM
The lyrical content of a song is just as important to me as the melody and the performance. Maybe more so. A great beat with stupid lyrics will get none of my time. That said, great lyrics with a crappy melody don't get very far either.

The decline of lyrical poetry in pop music is evident. Lot sof articles can be found on the subject. We've all seen the comparisons and the jokes.

When I think about truly great lyrics, I immediately think about "Blood of Eden" the Peter Gabriel song for which I named my daughter.

I caught sight of my reflection - I caught in the window
I saw the darkness in my heart
I saw the signs of my undoing
They had been there from the start

And I then I hear song after song of MINDLESS garbage on the radio and think, my god... I've become my Father.

So what are the lyrics that matter most to you? The ones that compel you when nothing else seems to matter?

captdg
11-15-2012, 05:47 PM
Radio,especially most top 40, has always been about a hook... melody wise and mindless lyrics played over and over and over. Most formats are to appeal to the 13-26 yr old female.

justmund
11-15-2012, 06:08 PM
I'm a big fan of Jeff Buckley, these lyrics are to his friend, who has got his girlfriend pregnant and is contemplating skipping out on her. Jeff's dad (Tim Buckley) did the same thing to him, to chase his musical career:

"Don't be like the one who made me so old
Don't be like the one who left behind his name
'Cause they're waiting for you like I waited for mine
And nobody ever came..."

captdg
11-15-2012, 07:00 PM
Always been fond of this...

Blue on black
Tears on a river
Push on a shove
It don't mean much
Joker on jack
Match on a fire
Cold on ice
A dead man's touch
Whisper on a scream
Doesn't change a thing
Don't bring you back
Blue on black

Shawn@PRS
11-15-2012, 07:47 PM
I'm a sucker for a great lyric as well.

Mark Knopfler is one of the few guys who can write a great tune, pen amazing lyrics and play guitar like a mofo.

She took off her silver locket. She said "Remember me by this".
She put her hand in my pocket. I got a keepsake and a kiss.
And in the roar of dust and diesel, I stood and watched her walk away.
I could have caught up with her easy enough but something must have made me stay

LSchefman
11-15-2012, 08:02 PM
-[ @ n $ 0 |v| a T ! ;29377']The decline of lyrical poetry in pop music is evident. Lot sof articles can be found on the subject.

Um...I dunno if lyrics have degraded all that much. There have always been crappy lyrics on popular songs. Here's the lyric from the huge 1958 hit, "Witch Doctor" (this song was #1):

"I told the witch doctor I was in love with you
I told the witch doctor I was in love with you
And then the witch doctor, he told me what to do
He said that ....

(Chorus)
Ooo eee, ooo ah ah ting tang
Walla walla, bing bang
Ooo eee, ooo ah ah ting tang
Walla walla, bing bang...
Ooo eee, ooo ah ah ting tang
Walla walla, bing bang
Ooo eee, ooo ah ah ting tang
Walla walla, bing bang"

Here's a huge hit from 1952, sung by Patti Page:

"How much is that doggie in the window (arf, arf)
The one with the waggley tail
How much is that doggie in the window (arf, arf)
I do hope that doggie's for sale"

You want to go back further? 1925:

"Five foot two, eyes of blue
But oh what those five foot could do
Has anyone seen my gal
Turned up nose and turned down hose
Never had another beau
Has anyone seen my gal"

For that matter, go back further... how about 1848's "Oh Susanna" (and yes these are the original lyrics):

"I come from Alabama with my Banjo on my knee--
I’se gwine to Lou’siana my true lub for to see.
It rain’d all night de day I left, de wedder it was dry;
The sun so hot I froze to def -- Susanna, dont you cry"

Then again, what the heck, here's a little ditty from 1430 with some pretty bad lyrics:

"I have a yong suster
Fer biyonde the see;
Manye be the druries
That she sente me.

Whan the cherye was a flowr,
Thanne hadde it no stoon;
Whan the dove was an ey,
Thanne hadde it no boon"

One of my favorite horrifically bad lyrics from Richard Wagner's "Das Rheingold" (translated, proving that even the classics can have lyrics that make one cringe):

"Sleek as slime
the slope of the slate is!
I slant and slide
With foot and with fist!
I no safety can find
On the slippery slobber!"

Dirty Bob
11-15-2012, 08:18 PM
Lyric wise I have always been impressed with Gov't Mule...they write pretty heavy duty stuff.

Dirty Bob
11-15-2012, 08:25 PM
Completely not what Hans had in mind...but to add another purely ridiculous tune but one that has always made me feel better....especially when I take stupid things in life too seriously...

Phish....Contact -

The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road.
The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road.
The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road.
The car is the thing on the road that takes you back to your abode.


The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road.
The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road.
The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road.
The car is the thing on the road that takes you back to your abode.


The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road.
The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road.
The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road.
Bummed is what you are when you go out to your car and its been towed.


I woke up one morning
In November
And I realized I love you.
Its not your headlights in front
Or your tailpipe
Or the skylight above you.
Its the way that you cling to the road
When the wind tries to shove you.
I'd never go driving away and come back home without you.


The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road.
The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road.
The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road.
The car is the thing on the road that takes you back to your abode.


The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road.
The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road.
The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road.
The car is the thing on the road that takes you back to your abode.


The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road.
The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road.
The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road.

LSchefman
11-15-2012, 08:34 PM
Then there's the old Stooges song proving that every so often what one needs is something very, very basic:

"No fun my babe no fun
No fun my babe no fun
No fun to hang around
Feeling that same old way
No fun to hang around
Freaked out for another day"

james
11-15-2012, 08:40 PM
Completely not what Hans had in mind...but to add another purely ridiculous tune but one that has always made me feel better....especially when I take stupid things in life too seriously...

Phish....Contact -

I was listening to the Chicago '94 box set this week. "Rift" stood out lyrically...at least for the syncopation


Last night, in the moments my thoughts were adrift
And coasting a terrace, approaching a rift
Through which I could spy several glimpses beneath
Of the darkness the light from above could not reach
I spied wings of reason, herself taking flight
And upon yonder precipice saw her alight
And glared back at me one last look of dismay
As if she were the last one she thought I'd betray

So much better I said to myself
And drawing quite close to the top of the shelf
I struggled with destiny upon the ledge
And gasped when defeated he slipped off the edge
And silence contagious in moments like these
Consumed me and strengthened my will to appease
The passion that sparked me one terrible night
And shocked and persuaded my soul to ignite

So much better I said to myself
And drawing quite close to the top of the shelf
I struggled with destiny upon the ledge
And gasped when defeated he slipped off the edge

And silence contagious in moments like these
Consume me and strengthen my will to appease

The passion that sparked me one terrible night
And shocked and persuaded my soul to ignite

I've historically been completely uninterested in lyrics, but I've been more interested recently.

Joanna Newsom -"Emily"...intimidating stuff


The meadowlark and the chim-choo-ree and the sparrow
Set to the sky in a flying spree, for the sport over the pharaoh
A little while later the Pharisees dragged comb through the meadow
Do you remember what they called up to you and me, in our window?

There is a rusty light on the pines tonight
Sun pouring wine, lord, or marrow
Down into the bones of the birches
And the spires of the churches
Jutting out from the shadows
The yoke, and the axe, and the old smokestacks and the bale and the barrow
And everything sloped like it was dragged from a rope
In the mouth of the south below

We've seen those mountains kneeling, felten and grey
We thought our very hearts would up and melt away
From that snow in the nighttime
Just going
And going
And the stirring of wind chimes
In the morning
In the morning
Helps me find my way back in
From the place where I have been

And, Emily - I saw you last night by the river
I dreamed you were skipping little stones across the surface of the water
Frowning at the angle where they were lost, and slipped under forever
In a mud-cloud, mica-spangled, like the sky'd been breathing on a mirror

Anyhow - I sat by your side, by the water
You taught me the names of the stars overhead that I wrote down in my ledger
Thoough all I knew of the rote universe were those Pleiades loosed in December
I promised you I'd set them to verse so I'd always remember

That the meteorite is a source of the light
And the meteor's just what we see
And the meteoroid is a stone that's devoid of the fire that propelled it to thee

And the meteorite's just what causes the light
And the meteor's how it's perceived
And the meteoroid's a bone thrown from the void that lies quiet in offering to thee

You came and lay a cold compress upon the mess I'm in
Threw the window wide and cried, "Amen! Amen! Amen!"
The whole world stopped to hear you hollering
You looked down and saw now what was happening

The lines are fading in my kingdom
(Though I have never known the way to border them in)
So the muddy mouths of baboons and sows and the grouse and the horse and the hen
Grope at the gate of the looming lake that was once a tidy pen
And the mail is late and the great estates are not lit from within
The talk in town's becoming downright sickening

In due time we will see the far butte lit by a flare
I've seen your bravery, and I will follow you there
And row through the nighttime
Gone healthy
Gone healthy all of a sudden
In search of the midwife
Who could help me
Who could help me
Help me find my way back in
There are worries where I've been

Say, say, say in the lee of the bay; don't be bothered
Leave your troubles here where the tugboats shear the water from the water
(Flanked by furrows, curling back, like a match held up to a newspaper)
Emily, they'll follow your lead by the letter
And I make this claim, and I'm not ashamed to say I know you better
What they've seen is just a beam of your sun that banishes winter

Let us go! Though we know it's a hopeless endeavor
The ties that bind, they are barbed and spined and hold us close forever
Though there is nothing would help me come to grips with a sky that is gaping and yawning
There is a song I woke with on my lips as you sailed your great ship towards the morning

Come on home, the poppies are all grown knee-deep by now
Blossoms all have fallen, and the pollen ruins the plow
Peonies nod in the breeze and while they wetly bow
With hydrocephalitic listlessness ants mop up-a their brow

And everything with wings is restless, aimless, drunk and dour
The butterflies and birds collide at hot, ungodly hours
And my clay-colored motherlessness rangily reclines
Come on home, now! All my bones are dolorous with vines

Pa pointed out to me, for the hundredth time tonight
The way the ladle leads to a dirt-red bullet of light
Squint skyward and listen
Loving him, we move within his borders
Just asterisms in the stars' set order

We could stand for a century
Staring
With our heads cocked
In the broad daylight at this thing
Joy
Landlocked
In bodies that don't keep
Dumbstruck with the sweetness of being
Until we don't be told
Take this
Eat this

Told
The meteorite is the source of the light
And the meteor's just what we see
And the meteoroid is a stone that's devoid of the fire that propelled it to thee

And the meteorite's just what causes the light
And the meteor's how it's perceived
And the meteoroid's a bone thrown from the void that lies quiet in offering to thee

Smog - "Teenage Spaceship"


Flying around
The houses at night
Flying alone

A teenage spaceship
I was a teenage spaceship
Landing at night

I was beautiful with all my lights
Loomed so large on the horizon
So large, people thought my windows
Were stars
So large on the horizon
People thought my windows
Were stars

A teenage spaceship
A teenage spaceship

And I swore I'd never lay like a log
Bark like a dog

I was a teenage smog
Sewn to the sky

james
11-15-2012, 08:48 PM
Then there's the old Stooges song proving that every so often what one needs is something very, very basic:

"No fun my babe no fun
No fun my babe no fun
No fun to hang around
Feeling that same old way
No fun to hang around
Freaked out for another day"

I just got that RAT pedal in the mail today. My Ted 245 through that pedal and the DRRI screamed "T.V Eye" to me instantly

Mikegarveyblues
11-15-2012, 08:54 PM
+1 to Knopfler. The writing on Privateering is right up there with his best IMHO.

I always felt Pink Floyd's Roger Waters was a great writer.

Hello?
Is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me.
Is there anyone at home?
Come on, now,
I hear you're feeling down.
Well I can ease your pain
Get you on your feet again.
Relax.
I'll need some information first.
Just the basic facts.
Can you show me where it hurts?

There is no pain you are receding
A distant ship, smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying.
When I was a child I had a fever
My hands felt just like two balloons.
Now I've got that feeling once again
I can't explain you would not understand
This is not how I am.
I have become comfortably numb.

O.K.
Just a little pinprick.
There'll be no more aaaaaaaaah!
But you may feel a little sick.
Can you stand up?
I do believe it's working, good.
That'll keep you going through the show
Come on it's time to go.

There is no pain you are receding
A distant ship, smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying.
When I was a child
I caught a fleeting glimpse
Out of the corner of my eye.
I turned to look but it was gone
I cannot put my finger on it now
The child is grown,
The dream is gone.
I have become comfortably numb.

-----------------

Hey you, out there in the cold
Getting lonely, getting old
Can you feel me?
Hey you, standing in the aisles
With itchy feet and fading smiles
Can you feel me?
Hey you, dont help them to bury the light
Don't give in without a fight.

Hey you, out there on your own
Sitting naked by the phone
Would you touch me?
Hey you, with you ear against the wall
Waiting for someone to call out
Would you touch me?
Hey you, would you help me to carry the stone?
Open your heart, I'm coming home.

But it was only fantasy.
The wall was too high,
As you can see.
No matter how he tried,
He could not break free.
And the worms ate into his brain.

Hey you, standing in the road
always doing what you're told,
Can you help me?
Hey you, out there beyond the wall,
Breaking bottles in the hall,
Can you help me?
Hey you, don't tell me there's no hope at all
Together we stand, divided we fall.

---------------------------------------

So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell,
Blue skys from pain.
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?

And did they get you to trade
Your heros for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange
A walk on part in the war
For a lead role in a cage?

How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.

One of only a few bands where the lyrics resonate as much as the guitars - for me at least.

captdg
11-15-2012, 09:00 PM
I knew Floyd was comin on this thread. Alan Parsons wrote some great stuff too.

11top
11-15-2012, 10:34 PM
Patrick Monahan is a poet:

Now that she's back in the atmosphere
With drops of Jupiter in her hair, hey, hey
She acts like summer and walks like rain
Reminds me that there's a time to change, hey, hey
Since the return from her stay on the moon
She listens like spring and she talks like June, hey, hey

Tell me did you sail across the sun
Did you make it to the milky way to see the lights all faded
And that heaven is overrated

Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star
One without a permanent scar
And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there

Now that she's back from that soul vacation
Tracing her way through the constellation, hey, hey
She checks out Mozart while she does tae-bo
Reminds me that there's room to grow, hey, hey
Now that she's back in the atmosphere
I'm afraid that she might think of me as plain ol Jane
Told a story about a man who is too afraid to fly so he never did land

Tell me did the wind sweep you off your feet
Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day
And head back to the milky way
And tell me, did Venus blow your mind
Was it everything you wanted to find
And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there

Can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken
Your best friend always sticking up for you... even when I know you're wrong
Can you imagine no first dance, freeze dried romance five-hour phone
Conversation
The best soy latte that you ever had... And me

Tell me did the wind sweep you off your feet
Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day
And head back toward the milky way

sergiodeblanc
11-15-2012, 10:53 PM
"Humidity is rising - Barometer's getting low
According to all sources, the street's the place to go
Cause tonight for the first time
Just about half-past ten
For the first time in history
It's gonna start raining men.

It's Raining Men! Hallelujah! - It's Raining Men! Amen!
I'm gonna go out to run and let myself get
Absolutely soaking wet!
It's Raining Men! Hallelujah!
It's Raining Men! Every Specimen!
Tall, blonde, dark and lean
Rough and tough and strong and mean" :dancing:


But seriously, I happen to absorb mostly one-liners from songs and could care less about the lyrical content unless it's REALLY BAD, like I find to be the case with some of the songwriters who are presently successful right now.

Sometimes I just want to dance and not think too hard.

Hopeful Sinner
11-15-2012, 11:28 PM
I've mentioned his name before around these parts, but Charlie Terrell is one of my favorite lyricists as well as a great musician. Here's an excerpt from one of my favorite songs of his called "Make Your Bed Hard"...

I'm on the road, baby
Tires in the rain
I can't shake your ghost, mama
It's like rust on a chain
Oh, I feel like my memory's gonna drown

Make your bed hard, baby
'Til I get back in town

Pain is my woman
I see her once in a while
She ain't like you, baby
I pay her by the mile
Oh, I feel like my time is winding down

Make your bed hard, baby
'Til I can't touch the ground

I can see you dancing
Dancing in my head
Your hips are swaying
Your lips are red
Oh, I feel like I'm scattered on the ground

Make your bed hard, baby
'Til I come back around

It won't be long, baby
I'll be in your bed
But you know I get restless
I get lost up in my head
I can't stay baby, the circle turns around

Make your bed hard, baby
'Til I can lay you down

Make your bed hard, baby
'Til I get back in town

thieves&foxes
11-16-2012, 12:44 AM
I agree with Paul when he says that the instruments he makes are just tool for musicians (pretty darn nice ones though!) and as a vocalist/songwriter/guitarist I've always put importance on lyrics and melody (and incredible vocalists). Yeah a musical hook can get you moving, but my favorite songs have always had great lyrics. Springsteen, Dylan et al.

JMintzer
11-16-2012, 07:01 AM
For You - Bruce Springsteen

Princess cards she sends me with her regards
Barroom eyes shine vacancy, to see her you gotta look hard
Wounded deep in battle, I stand stuffed like some soldier undaunted
To her Cheshire smile. I'll stand on file, she's all I ever wanted
But you let your blue walls get in the way of these facts
Honey, get your carpetbaggers off my back
You wouldn't even give me time to cover my tracks
You said "Here's your mirror and your ball and jacks"
But they're not what I came for, and I'm sure you see that too
I came for you, for you, I came for you, but you did not need my urgency
I came for you, for you, I came for you, but your life was one long
emergency
And your cloud line urges me, and my electric surges free
Crawl into my ambulance, your pulse is getting weak
Reveal yourself all now to me girl while you've got the strength to speak
`Cause they're waiting for you at Bellevue with their oxygen masks
But I could give it all to you now if only you could ask
And don't call for your surgeon even he says it's too late
It's not your lungs this time, it's your heart that holds your fate
Don't give me money, honey, I don't want it back
You and your pony face and your union jack
Well take your local joker and teach him how to act
I swear I was never that way even when I really cracked
Didn't you think I knew that you were born with the power of a locomotive
Able to leap tall buildings in a single bound?
And your Chelsea suicide with no apparent motive
You could laugh and cry in a single sound

And your strength is devastating in the face of all these odds
Remember how I kept you waiting when it was my turn to be the god?
You were not quite half so proud when I found you broken on the beach
Remember how I poured salt on your tongue and hung just out of reach
And the band they played the homecoming theme as I caressed your cheek
They ragged, jagged melody she still clings to me like a leach
But that medal you wore on your chest always got in the way
Like a little girl with a traphy so soft to buy her way
We were both hitchhikers but you had your ear tuned to the roar
Of some metal-tempered engine on an alien, distant shore
So you, left to find a better reason than the one we were living for
And it's not that nursery mouth I came back for
It's not the way you're stretched out on the floor
`Cause I've broken all your windows and I've rammed through all your doors
And who am I to ask you to lick my sores? And you should know that's true
I came for you, for you, I came for you, but you did not need my urgency
I came for you, for you, I came for you, but your life was one long
emergency
And your cloud line urges me, and my electric surges free

JMintzer
11-16-2012, 07:02 AM
And then there's this...

Why don't we do it in the road? Mm
Why don't we do it in the road? Ah
Why don't we do it in the road? Mm
Why don't we do it in the road? Mm
No one will be watching us
Why don't we do it in the road?

Why don't we do it in the road?
Why don't we do it in the road?
Why don't we do it in the road?
Why don't we do it in the road?
No one will be watching us
Why don't we do it in the road?

Ooh

Why don't we do it in the road?
Why don't we do it in the road?
Why don't we do it, do it in the road?
Why don't we do it in the road?
No one will be watching us
Why don't we do it in the road?

Shawn@PRS
11-16-2012, 07:08 AM
For You - Bruce Springsteen

To her Cheshire smile. I'll stand on file, she's all I ever wanted

This is a great line- I think I dated the same girl. :)



I've had many different girls inside my bed
but only one or two inside my head
- Frank Turner

Boogie
11-16-2012, 07:23 AM
Lyrics make you think, in the foreground and/or in the background. A cleverly composed cadence can take a series of syllables and rebuild words or meanings...leaving us with an interpretation that is either off or completely wrong. There's nothing funnier that hearing someone singing a song with completely wrong lyrics! My favorite 'perceived' lyrics are from Kurt Cobain where I still hear "don't mosquito my libido", which is much more interesting than "a mosquito, my libido". Heck, I don't know what mosquito-ing a libido is, but it doesn't sound like a bad experience. :D Don't get me started on "revved up like a douche, another runner in the night". :p

captdg
11-16-2012, 07:43 AM
In ancient times...
Hundreds of years before the dawn of history
Lived a strange race of people... the Druids

No one knows who they were or what they were doing
But their legacy remains
Hewn into the living rock... Of Stonehenge

Stonehenge! Where the demons dwell
Where the banshees live and they do live well
Stonehenge! Where a man's a man
And the children dance to the Pipes of Pan

Hey!

Stonehenge! 'Tis a magic place
Where the moon doth rise with a dragon's face
Stonehenge! Where the virgins lie
And the prayers of devils fill the midnight sky

And you my love, won't you take my hand?
We'll go back in time to that mystic land
Where the dew drops cry and the cats meow
I will take you there, I will show you how

Oh!

And oh how they danced
The little children of Stonehenge
Beneath the haunted moon
For fear that daybreak might come too soon

And where are they now?
The little children of Stonehenge
And what would they say to us?
If we were here... tonight


N. Tufnel..D St. Hubbins

docbennett
11-16-2012, 07:56 AM
.....My favorite 'perceived' lyrics are from Kurt Cobain where I still hear "don't mosquito my libido", which is much more interesting than "a mosquito, my libido". Heck, I don't know what mosquito-ing a libido is, but it doesn't sound like a bad experience. :D Don't get me started on "revved up like a douche, another runner in the night". :p

I love misperceived lyrics more than the real thing. After all, listening to CCR's "bad moon rising" I always wanted to know how to get to "There, on the bathroom on the right":p

Jaime introduced me to this website a couple years ago when I had asked folks to post their favorite "misheard lyrics" on a different forum:

http://www.kissthisguy.com/

^^^ From "Purple Haze"...."scuse me, while I kiss this guy" :p

]-[ @ n $ 0 |v| a T !
11-16-2012, 11:11 AM
This song leveled me after my divorce. It was a song I had heard 100 time prior - but heard it again, for the first time, when it applied to me.

Thanks very much for this one, Mr. Henley.

I got the call today that I didn't wanna hear
But I knew that it would come
An old, true friend of ours was talkin' on the phone
She said you'd found someone

And I thought of all the bad luck,
And the struggles we went through
How I lost me
and you lost you

What are these voices
outside love's open door
Make us throw off our contentment
And beg for something more?

But I'm learning to live without you now
And I miss you sometimes
The more I know, the less I understand
All the things I thought I knew, I'm learning again

I've been tryin' to get down
To the heart of the matter
But my will gets weak
And my thoughts seem to scatter
But I think it's about...forgiveness
Forgiveness
Even if, even if you don't love me anymore

Ah...these times are so uncertain
There's a yearning undefined
And people filled with rage

We all need a little tenderness
How can love survive
in such a graceless age?

Ah...the trust and self-assurance
that lead to happiness
They're the very things - we kill I guess...

Ohh pride and competition cannot fill these empty arms
And the work I put between us
You know it doesn't keep me warm

I'm learning to live without you now
But I miss you, baby
And the more I know, the less I understand
All the things I thought I'd figured out
I have to learn again

I've been trying to get down
To the heart of the matter
But everything changes
And my friends seem to scatter
But I think it's about...forgiveness
Forgiveness
Even if, even if, you don't love me anymore

There are people in your life who've come and gone
They let you down, you know they hurt your pride
You better put it all behind you baby; cause' life goes on
If you keep carryin' that anger
it'll eat you up inside, baby

I've been trying to get down
To the heart of the matter
But my will gets weak
And my thoughts seem to scatter
But I think it's about forgiveness
Forgiveness
Even if, even if you don't love me

I've been tryin' to get down
To the heart of the matter
Because the flesh will get weak
And the ashes will scatter
So I'm thinkin' about forgiveness
Forgiveness
Even if, even if, you don't love me...

Forgiveness (yeah)
Forgiveness (baby)
Forgiveness (ohh)
Forgiveness (ahh yeaaahhh)
Forgiveness (ohh)
Forgiveness
Even if, you don't love me anymore...

solacematt
11-16-2012, 11:35 AM
I don't really like the band anymore, but the first single off of their US release, "Fine Again," literally saved my life. I'll always be grateful if anything for that song, no matter how much the singer keeps demeaning what the songs lyrics are about/where they came from. Even though the singer is a Schecter endorser, this track was recorded with a PRS

It seems like every day's the same
And I'm left to discover on my own
It seems like everything is grey
And there's no color to behold
They say it's over and I'm fine again, yeah
Try to stay sober feels like I'm dying here

And I am aware now of how everything's gonna be fine
One day, too late, I'm in hell
And I am prepared now, seems everyone's gonna be fine
One day, too late, just as well

I feel the dream in me expire
And there's no one left to blame it on
I hear you label me a liar
'Cause I can't seem to get this though
You say it's over, I can sigh again, yeah
Why try to stay sober when I'm dying here

And I am aware now of how everything's gonna be fine
One day, too late, I'm in hell
And I am prepared now, seems everyone's gonna be fine
One day, too late, just as well

And I'm not scared now
I must assure you
You're never gonna get away
And I'm not scared now
And I'm not scared now, no...

Shawn@PRS
11-16-2012, 11:37 AM
It's amazing how we can hear a song for 20 years and it doesn't really register and then because a life event, the song takes on a completely new meaning and importance to us.

Rango
11-16-2012, 11:37 AM
Great topic
edit - over shared apparently....
Great songs are the sound track to our life... ;)

]-[ @ n $ 0 |v| a T !
11-16-2012, 12:12 PM
It's amazing how we can hear a song for 20 years and it doesn't really register and then because a life event, the song takes on a completely new meaning and importance to us.

Spot on. Happens to me more than I care to admit.

LSchefman
11-16-2012, 12:13 PM
Dylan (Subterranean Homesick Blues, 1965):

"Maggie comes fleet foot
Face full of black soot
Talkin' that the heat put
Plants in the bed but
The phone's tapped anyway
Maggie says that many say
They must bust in early May
Orders from the DA
Look out kid
Don't matter what you did
Walk on your tip toes
Don't try, 'No Doz'
Better stay away from those
That carry around a fire hose
Keep a clean nose
Watch the plain clothes
You don't need a weather man
To know which way the wind blows."

sergiodeblanc
11-16-2012, 01:14 PM
With my parents approaching elderly status, I finally understand and appreciate the line: "Once a man and twice a child, and everything is just for a while." I had been listening to that tune for more than 25 years and never got it. I do now.

cjmwrx
11-16-2012, 02:13 PM
Dave Grohl wrote this song after his best friend Jimmy Swanson died. Since I heard him tell the story, the song gets me everytime. Even hard to type it out, let alone play it.

It got me through my cancer in a way I could never expect.

"Word Forward"

Good Bye Jimmy, farewell youth
I must be on my way, I've had enough of you.
I was a young man, proud and true
Just a simple boy with nothing left to use.

Years that I've wasted,
These I----.O----.U----.'s -------

They're just f*&^ing words!
This is life or death
It's time to clear the air,
you better save you're breath
Say, Have you heard?
Say, Have you heard?
The poison in my heart,
Voices in my head.

Years, that I've wasted
These I-----.O-----.U-----'s!
They're just fu$%^ng words!

I meant every word!
for word,
for word,
for word,
for word-----

Mikegarveyblues
11-16-2012, 02:26 PM
Simple, but perfect.

Well, she's walking through the clouds,
With a circus mind that's running wild,
Butterflies and Zebras,
And Moonbeams and fairy tales.
That's all she ever thinks about.
Riding with the wind.

When I'm sad, she comes to me,
With a thousand smiles she gives to me free.
It's alright, she says it's alright,
Take anything you want from me,
Anything.
Fly on little wing.

Mikegarveyblues
11-16-2012, 02:36 PM
A lovestruck romeo sings the street a serenade
Laying everybody low with me a lovesong that he made
Finds a convenient streetlight steps out of the shade
Says something like you and me babe how about it ?

Juliet says hey it's romeo you nearly gimme a heart attack
He's underneath the window she's singing hey la my boyfriend's back
You shouldn't come around here singing up at people like that
Anyway what you gonna do about it ?

Juliet the dice were loaded from the start
And I bet and you exploded in my heart
And I forget the movie song
When you wanna realise it was just that the time was wrong juliet ?

Come up on differents streets they both were streets of shame
Both dirty both mean yes and the dream was just the same
And I dreamed your dream for you and your dream is real
How can you look at me as if I was just another one of your deals ?

Where you can fall for chains of silver you can fall for chains of gold
You can fall for pretty strangers and the promises they hold
You promised me everything you promised me think and thin
Now you just says oh romeo yeah you know I used to have a scene with him

Juliet when we made love you used to cry
You said I love you like the stars above I'll love you till I die
There's a place for us you know the movie song
When you gonna realise it was just that the time was wrong juliet ?

I can't do the talk like they talk on tv
And I can't do a love song like the way it's meant to be
I can't do everything but I'd do anything for you
I can't do anything except be in love with you

And all I do is miss you and the way we used to be
All do is keep the beat and bad company
All I do is kiss you through the bars of a rhyme
Julie I'd do the stars with you any time

Juliet when we made love you used to cry
You said I love you like the stars above I'll love you till I die
There's a place for us you know the movie song
When you gonna realise it was just that the time was wrong Juliet ?

A lovestruck romeo sings the street a serenade
Laying everybody low with me a lovesong that he made
Finds a convenient streetlight steps out of the shade
Says something like you and me babe how about it ?

Hopeful Sinner
11-17-2012, 08:46 AM
Dylan (Subterranean Homesick Blues, 1965):

"Maggie comes fleet foot
Face full of black soot
Talkin' that the heat put
Plants in the bed but
The phone's tapped anyway
Maggie says that many say
They must bust in early May
Orders from the DA
Look out kid
Don't matter what you did
Walk on your tip toes
Don't try, 'No Doz'
Better stay away from those
That carry around a fire hose
Keep a clean nose
Watch the plain clothes
You don't need a weather man
To know which way the wind blows."

A friend of mine worked part of this song, with Dylan's blessing, into one of his and I think you might get a kick out of it. I know you hate MP3s but I'm hesitant to ship my vinyl copy as it is super rare. I'll post you a link later tonight or tomorrow if you would like to have a listen?

ldg0352
11-17-2012, 07:04 PM
LEVELLAND, by James McMurtry, called by some America's 'Fiercest' Songwriter. A great lyrical storyteller.....and in this video you will see one Mr. David Grissom playing lead to James' recording (~3:00 and again ~4:50):

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L-D824LHti4

Flatter than a tabletop
Makes you wonder why they stopped here
Wagon must have lost a wheel or they lacked ambition one
On the great migration west
Separated from the rest
Though they might have tried their best
They never caught the sun
So they sunk some roots down in the dirt
To keep from blowin' off the earth
Built a town around here
And when the dust had all but cleared
They called it Levelland, the pride of man
In Levelland

Granddad grew the dryland wheat
Stood on his own two feet
His mind got incomplete and they put in the home
Daddy's cotton grows so high
Sucks the water table dry
Rolling sprinklers circle round
Bleedin' it to the bone
And I won't be here when it comes a day
It all dries up and blows away
I'd hang around just to see
But they never had much use for me in Levelland
They don't understand me out in Levelland

And I watch those jet trails carving up that big blue sky
Coast to coasters watch 'em go
And I never would blame 'em one damn bit
If they never looked down on this
Not much here they'd wanna know
Just Levelland
Far as you can point your hand
Nothin' but Levelland

Mama used to roll her hair
Back before the central air
We'd sit outside and watch the stars at night
She'd tell me to make a wish
I'd wish we both could fly
Don't think she's seen the sky
Since we got the satellite dish and
I can hear the marching band
Doin' the best they can
They're playing "Smoke on the Water", "Joy to the World"
I've paid off all my debts
Got some change left over yet and I'm
Gettin' on a whisper jet
I'm gonna fly as far as I can get from
Levelland, doin' the best I can
Out in Levelland - imagine that

Goldtop
11-18-2012, 10:28 AM
I love misperceived lyrics more than the real thing. After all, listening to CCR's "bad moon rising" I always wanted to know how to get to "There, on the bathroom on the right":p

Here's a true story about my (thankfully) ex:

We were together for a total of 25 years, and married for over twenty of it. All that time she knew that (A) music was everything to me, and (B) The Who were one of my all-time favorite bands. We'd been together for years, and in one of those ugly fights that sometimes happens, she informed me that among other things, she hated how I loved 'that dumb group The Who so much!'.

Them's fightin' words my friends!

I explained that The Who were a band, not a group, and asked why she thought they were dumb. She said their songs made no sense. Like a fool I asked for an example. She said 'That song New Orleans... What the he** is that supposed to mean anyway? Who does a song about a place like New Orleans?'

I had no idea what she was talking about, so I asked her to sing some of it for me. (By now I'm much more interested in this subject than whatever we had been fighting about in the first place.) So she said 'Neeew Orleans; New, New... New, New.' SHE WAS TALKING ABOUT "Who Are You?"!!!

Long story short, my laughing didn't help the situation one bit. Now, years removed from her and the marriage, whenever I think of her one of the memories that comes to mind is that day and 'New Orleans'. That Pete Townshend... What a buffoon!

Goldtop

Mikegarveyblues
11-18-2012, 10:36 AM
Speaking of misperceived lyrics:


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zT5yEwfHNJ8

ldg0352
11-18-2012, 01:39 PM
I agree with Shawn about Mark Knopfler - one of my favorite lyricists as well.

And I know from Shawn he is also a big fan of Butch Hancock (1/3 of the Flatlanders).

How about Butch's "If You Were a Bluebird?" - some more great 'Americana' music. Here is a video from 1990, again with David Grissom and his Seagreen PRS:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iBwyPV1WEQc

If You Were A Bluebird

If you were a bluebird you'd be a sad one
I'd give you a true word
But you've already had one
If you were a bluebird,
you'd be crying
You'd be flying home

If you were a raindrop,
You'd shine like a rainbow
And if you were a train stop,
The conductor would sing low
If you were a raindrop,
You'd be falling
You'd be calling home

If you were a hotel
Honey, you'd be a grand one
But, if you hit a slow spell,
Do you think you could stand one
If you were a hotel,
Well I'd lean on your doorbell
I'd call you my home

If I was a highway,
I'd stretch alongside you
I'd help you pass by ways
That had dissatisfied you
If I was a highway,
Well I'd be stretchin'
I'd be fetchin' you home

If you were a bluebird you'd be a sad one
I'd give you a true word
But you've already had one
If you were a bluebird,
you'd be crying
You'd be flying home

Shawn@PRS
11-18-2012, 01:58 PM
Butch Hancock is a great American poet.

You might chase dreams, you might Flies
you might chase girls, you might chase guys

You might chase the road, little angels have trod
you might chase gold, you might chase god

you might chase the wind, you might chase stars
you might chase cats, you might chase cars

you might chase rainbows and you might chase clouds
you might chase wide open spaces or you might chase crowds

you might chase rabbits, you might chase deer
you might chase whiskey, with a bottle of beer

You might chase a tune, you might chase the mews
you might chase the moon and you might chase the blues

Goldtop
11-18-2012, 02:46 PM
This is one that really does it for me. Depending on the day, or my mood, or whatever, someone could ask me 'who are you?' and I would tell them to go listen to this. It's on my Final Party list.

I Stood there boldly
Sweatin' in the sun
Felt like a million
Felt like number one
The height of summer
I'd never felt that strong
Like a rock

I was eighteen
Didn't have a care
Working for peanuts
Not a dime to spare
But I was lean and
Solid everywhere
Like a rock

My hands were steady
My eyes were clear and bright
My walk had purpose
My steps were quick and light
And I held firmly
To what I felt was right
Like a rock

Like a rock, I was strong as I could be
Like a rock, nothin' ever got to me
Like a rock, I was something to see
Like a rock

And I stood arrow straight
Unencumbered by the weight
Of all these hustlers and their schemes
I stood proud, I stood tall
High above it all
I still believed in my dreams

Twenty years now
Where'd they go?
Twenty years
I don't know
I sit and I wonder sometimes
Where they've gone

And sometimes late at night
When I'm bathed in the firelight
The moon comes callin' a ghostly white
And I recall
I recall

Like a rock. standin' arrow straight
Like a rock, chargin' from the gate
Like a rock, carryin' the weight
Like a rock

Lihe a rock, the sun upon my skin
Like a rock, hard against the wind
Like a rock, I see myself again
Like a rock

Lloyd

Boogie
11-18-2012, 06:50 PM
-[ @ n $ 0 |v| a T ! ;29474']This song leveled me after my divorce. It was a song I had heard 100 time prior - but heard it again, for the first time, when it applied to me.

Thanks very much for this one, Mr. Henley.

That song has deep meaning for everyone, I think. One of my all-time favorites. Thanks for reminding me. :cool:

alantig
11-18-2012, 09:41 PM
So many that can be listed here...

Jill Sobule's "Vrbana Bridge", which was inspired by a series of news photos from Serbia. It was two young lovers who were trying to escape across the bridge, but were shot down. The young man died instantly, but the young woman crawled back to him and died hugging him.

Warren Zevon - good lord, there are so many, especially from the last couple albums. "My Sh*t's F*cked Up", "Don't Let Us Get Sick", "Please Stay", and especially "Keep Me In Your Heart For A While".

And Meat Loaf's "For Crying Out Loud". Gives me chills every time I hear it.

Hopeful Sinner
11-18-2012, 11:01 PM
Dylan (Subterranean Homesick Blues, 1965):

"Maggie comes fleet foot
Face full of black soot
Talkin' that the heat put
Plants in the bed but
The phone's tapped anyway
Maggie says that many say
They must bust in early May
Orders from the DA
Look out kid
Don't matter what you did
Walk on your tip toes
Don't try, 'No Doz'
Better stay away from those
That carry around a fire hose
Keep a clean nose
Watch the plain clothes
You don't need a weather man
To know which way the wind blows."

Here's that song with the piece of Subterranean Homesick Blues in the break down...

Terrell - Shoutin' Ground (http://dl.dropbox.com/u/40066608/shoutinground.mp3)

Enjoy!

Aahzz
11-19-2012, 08:22 AM
-[ @ n $ 0 |v| a T ! ;29474']This song leveled me after my divorce. It was a song I had heard 100 time prior - but heard it again, for the first time, when it applied to me.


It's amazing how music can hit you during something as traumatic as a divorce. This song helped me survive mine:

We've been avoiding this for so long,
Luxury is temporary than it's gone.
I thought that we would happen,
I guess I'm wrong.
We'll say hi on the street,
Then we'll move along.
I know this will be awkward,
But not for long.
Cause soon you'll have a new boy,
To sing you songs.

(Chorus)
I will not forgive you,
Nor will I accept the blame.
I will see you on Good Friday,
On Good Friday...
I'm sorry I couldn't do this yesterday,
And tomorrow I am busy and what
It is I can't say.
And Saturday's no good is no good,
We got a show.
So it has to be Good Friday,
Then it's so long...

I will not forgive you,
Nor will I accept the blame.
I will see you on Good Friday,
On Good Friday...

You, You come and go when you please,
I know unfulfilled needs
I know you do too
Oh But I, you know I never see
Things through,
I didn't paid attention to you
But honey I tried...

I will not forgive you,
Nor will I accept the blame.
I will see you on Good Friday,
On Good Friday
On Good Friday
On Good Friday...

Aahzz
11-19-2012, 08:24 AM
A lovestruck romeo sings the street a serenade
Laying everybody low with me a lovesong that he made


Onew of my all-time favorites, but it moves me so much that I have a hard time listening to it. Powerful stuff!

]-[ @ n $ 0 |v| a T !
11-19-2012, 08:29 AM
I used to sing to her
it used to make her smile
and she knew all the words
for a while

Goldfixer
11-19-2012, 10:35 AM
A lot of incredible lyrics have been posted in this thread... yet no one has posted the deep insight of John Mayer

"Say what you mean to say
Say what you mean to say
Say what you mean to say
Say what you mean to say"
repeat until nausea sets in...then repeat again and again

Goldtop
11-19-2012, 12:33 PM
-[ @ n $ 0 |v| a T ! ;29474']This song leveled me after my divorce. It was a song I had heard 100 time prior - but heard it again, for the first time, when it applied to me.

Thanks very much for this one, Mr. Henley.


This is a big one for me too Hans. For slightly different reasons maybe, but still. One of my favorite albums ever.

Years ago back when I was married, my wife and I took a day trip in a new/used car she had, sort of a 'let's go somewhere and test it out' kind of thing. The cassette I grabbed on the way out the door was one I had burned of this album. That whole day I was thinking to myself that things had changed to the point where we were never going back, and I just couldn't bring myself to say it. I now know that she didn't feel the same way I did then, but eventually she would.

Thanks for posting this. Lloyd

Mikegarveyblues
11-19-2012, 01:25 PM
Songwriters: LENNON, JOHN / MCCARTNEY, PAUL

In penny lane there is a barber showing photographs
Of every head he's had the pleasure to have known.
And all the people that come and go
Stop and say hello.

On the corner is a banker with a motorcar,
The little children laugh at him behind his back.
And the banker never wears a mack
In the pouring rain, very strange.

Penny lane is in my ears and in my eyes.
There beneath the blue suburban skies
I sit, and meanwhile back

In penny lane there is a fireman with an hourglass
And in his pocket is a portrait of the queen.
He likes to keep his fire engine clean,
It's a clean machine.

Penny lane is in my ears and in my eyes.
A four of fish and finger pies
In summer, meanwhile back

Behind the shelter in the middle of a roundabout
The pretty nurse is selling poppies from a tray
And tho' she feels as if she's in a play
She is anyway.

In penny lane the barber shaves another customer,
We see the banker sitting waiting for a trim.
And then the fireman rushes in
From the pouring rain, very strange.

Penny lane is in my ears and in my eyes.
There beneath the blue suburban skies
I sit, and meanwhile back.
Penny lane is in my ears and in my eyes.
There beneath the blue suburban skies,
Penny lane.

Sort of reminds me of being a teenager and warm sunny days, though I wasn't into the Beatles when I was younger.

-------------------------------------------

Another Beatles one with powerful lyrics that I can relate to is Yesterday:

Songwriters: LENNON, JOHN / MCCARTNEY, PAUL

Yesterday,
All my troubles seemed so far away,
Now it looks as though they're here to stay,
Oh, I believe in yesterday.

Suddenly,
I'm not half the man I used to be,
There's a shadow hanging over me,
Oh, yesterday came suddenly.

Why she
Had to go I don't know, she wouldn't say.
I said,
Something wrong, now I long for yesterday.
Yesterday,
Love was such an easy game to play,
Now I need a place to hide away,
Oh, I believe in yesterday.

Why she
Had to go I don't know, she wouldn't say.
I said,
Something wrong, now I long for yesterday.

Yesterday,
Love was such an easy game to play,
Now I need a place to hide away,
Oh, I believe in yesterday.

Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mm.

---------------------------------------------------

And the Lennon song that has some meaning perhaps...

I was dreaming of the past
And my heart was beating fast
I began to lose control
I began to lose control
I didn't mean to hurt you
Im sorry that I made you cry
Oh no, I didn't want to hurt you
Im just a jealous guy

I was feeling insecure
You might not love me anymore
I was shivering inside
I was shivering inside

I didn't mean to hurt you
Im sorry that I made you cry
Oh no, I didn't want to hurt you
Im just a jealous guy

I didn't mean to hurt you
Im sorry that I made you cry
Oh no, I didn't want to hurt you
Im just a jealous guy

I was trying to catch your eyes
Thought that you was trying to hide
I was swallowing my pain
I was swallowing my pain

I didn't mean to hurt you
Im sorry that I made you cry
Oh no, I didn't want to hurt you
Im just a jealous guy, watch out
Im just a jealous guy, look out babe
Im just a jealous guy

Goldtop
11-19-2012, 06:48 PM
This may fall under the the heading of TMI, so please forgive me if it does. Here is another song that really speaks to me, and it has since the first time I heard it. At this point in my life, I'm pretty comfortable with who and what I am, but there was a time when I was painfully uncomfortable with myself. I've always felt like an outsider, and I still do. But the difference now is that I accept it as a simple fact. For whatever reason, it's just the way life is for me.

Anyway, this isn't a forum about therapy - although it is very theraputic to me in a wonderful way - so I'll leave it at that. This is by Boston, and if I'm not mistaken, it was written by Tom Scholz.

Lloyd

If I said what's on my mind
You'd turn and walk away
Disappearing way back in your dreams
It's so hard to be unkind
So easy just to say
That everything is just the way it seems

You look up at me
And somewhere in your mind you see
A man I'll never be

If only I could find a way
I'd feel like I'm the man you believe I am
It's getting harder every day for me
To hide behind this dream you see
A man I'll never be

I can't get any stronger
And I can't climb any higher
You'll never know just how hard I've tried
Cry a little longer
And hold a little tighter
Emotions can't be satisfied

You look up at me
And somewhere in your mind you still see
A man I'll never be

If only I could find a way
I'd feel like I'm the man you believe I am
And it gets harder every day for me
To hide behind this dream you see

I can't get any stronger
I can't climb any higher
You'll never know just how hard I've tried
Cry a little longer
And hold a little tighter
Emotions can't be satisfied

You look up at me
And somewhere in your mind you still see
A man I'll never be

If only I could find a way
I'd feel like I'm the man you believe I am
And it gets harder every day for me
I can't keep hidin' this feeling

11top
11-20-2012, 07:35 PM
STARS by Grace Potter and the Nocturnals

I lit a fire with the love you left behind,
And it burned wild and crept up the mountainside.
I followed your ashes into outer space
I can't look out the window,
I can't look at this place,

I can't look at the stars,
They make me wonder where you are
Stars,
Up on heaven's boulevard
And if I know you at all,
I know you've gone too far
So I, I can't look at the stars

All those times we looked up at the sky,
Looking out so far,
We felt like we could fly.
And now I'm all alone in the dark of night,
The moon is shining,
But I can't see the light,
And I can't look at the

Stars,
They make me wonder where you are
Stars,
Up on heaven's boulevard
And if I know you at all,
I know you've gone too far
So I, I can't look at the stars

Stars,
Stars,
They make me wonder where you are
Stars,
Up on heaven's boulevard
And if I know you at all,
I know you've gone too far
So I can't look at the stars.

Goldtop
11-21-2012, 07:50 AM
A little different approach... These are lines from various writers and performers.

Goldtop

'I'd like to believe we could reconcile the past
Resurrect those bridges with an ancient glance'

'Try to find a woman who's never, never, never been born'

'I am just a red brassiere to all the boys in town
Put this bus in top gear; get me out of here'

'Politicians kissing babies for good luck
TV preachers sell salvation for a buck'

'I have no reason to be over-optimistic
But somehow, when you smile, I can brave bad weather'

'I'm still lookin' for the answer
God, I guess I haven't learned a thing'

'If we make it through December
Everything's gonna be alright I know'

'Don't change for you
Don't change a thing for me'

]-[ @ n $ 0 |v| a T !
11-23-2012, 05:36 PM
Where are the dreams that we once had?
This is the time to bring them back
What were the promises
caught on the tips of our tongues?

Do we forget or forgive?
There's a whole other life waiting to be lived when...
One day we're brave enough
To talk with Conviction of the Heart.

And down your streets I've walked alone,
As if my feet were not my own
Such is the path I chose
doors I have opened and closed

I'm tired of living this life,
Fooling myself
believing we're right, when...
I've never given love
With any Conviction of the Heart

One with the earth, with the sky
One with everything in life
I believe we'll survive
If we only try...

How long must we all wait to change
This world bound in chains that we live in
To know what it is to forgive,
And be forgiven?

too many years of taking now.
Isn't it time to stop somehow?
Air that's too angry to breathe
water our children can't drink

You've heard it hundreds of times
You say your aware, believe, and you care, but...
Do you care enough
Where's your conviction of the Heart?

Goldtop
11-23-2012, 08:59 PM
"Angie" by Jagger/Richards

Angie, Angie, when will those clouds all disappear?
Angie, Angie, where will it lead us from here?
With no loving in our souls and no money in our coats
You can't say we're satisfied

But Angie, Angie, you can't say we never tried
Angie, you're beautiful, but ain't it time we said good-bye?
Angie, I still love you, remember all those nights we cried?
All the dreams we held so close seemed to all go up in smoke
Let me whisper in your ear:
Angie, Angie, where will it lead us from here?

Oh, Angie, don't you weep, all your kisses still taste sweet
I hate that sadness in your eyes
But Angie, Angie, ain't it time we said good-bye?
With no loving in our souls and no money in our coats
You can't say we're satisfied

But Angie, I still love you, baby
Ev'rywhere I look I see your eyes
There ain't a woman that comes close to you
Come on Baby, dry your eyes
But Angie, Angie, ain't it good to be alive?
Angie, Angie, they can't say we never tried

11top
11-24-2012, 06:23 AM
Hans:
Maybe my favorite Loggin's song, and I also like that Bryan White song.:top:

Mikegarveyblues
11-24-2012, 07:33 AM
"Angie" by Jagger/Richards

Angie, Angie, when will those clouds all disappear?
Angie, Angie, where will it lead us from here?
With no loving in our souls and no money in our coats
You can't say we're satisfied

But Angie, Angie, you can't say we never tried
Angie, you're beautiful, but ain't it time we said good-bye?
Angie, I still love you, remember all those nights we cried?
All the dreams we held so close seemed to all go up in smoke
Let me whisper in your ear:
Angie, Angie, where will it lead us from here?

Oh, Angie, don't you weep, all your kisses still taste sweet
I hate that sadness in your eyes
But Angie, Angie, ain't it time we said good-bye?
With no loving in our souls and no money in our coats
You can't say we're satisfied

But Angie, I still love you, baby
Ev'rywhere I look I see your eyes
There ain't a woman that comes close to you
Come on Baby, dry your eyes
But Angie, Angie, ain't it good to be alive?
Angie, Angie, they can't say we never tried

Good tune!

Goldtop
11-24-2012, 07:52 PM
I almost felt you touching me just now
I wish I knew which way to turn and go
I feel so good, and then then I feel so bad
I wonder what I ought to do

If I could only fly, if I could only fly
I'd bid this place goodbye, to come and be with you
But I can hardly stand, and I got no where to run
Another sinking sun, and one more lonely night

The wind keeps blowing somewhere everyday
They tell me things get better somewhere up the way
Just dismal thinking on a dismal day
And sad songs for us to bear

If I could only fly
If we could only fly
If we could only fly
There'd be no more lonely nights

You know sometimes I write happy songs
Then some little thing goes wrong
I wish they all could make you smile

I'm coming home soon and I wanna stay
Maybe we can somehow get away
I wish you could come with me when I go again

Rosewoodsteel
12-01-2012, 07:08 AM
Joni Mitchell, Lennon and McCartney, Bob Dylan, Paul Simon, Sting- The Masters.

jfb
12-01-2012, 11:01 PM
The whole album hit me like a brick.

Ben Howard - Every Kingdom

Track 8 - Black Flies

Black flies on the windowsill
That we are
That we are
That we are to know
Winter stole summer's thrill
And the river's cracked and cold

See the sky is no man's land
A darkened plume to stay
Hope here needs a humble hand
Not a fox found in your place

And no man is an island, oh this I know
But can't you see, oh?
Maybe you were the ocean, when I was just a stone

Black flies on the windowsill
That we are
That we are
That we are to hold
Comfort came against my will
And every story must grow old

Still I'll be a traveler
A gypsy's reins to face
But the road is wearier
With that fool found in your place

And no man is an island, oh this I know
But can't you see, oh?
Maybe you were the ocean, when I was just a stone
[x2]

So here we are...

And I don't wanna beg your pardon
And I don't wanna ask you why
But if I was to go my own way
Would I have to pass you by?
[x2]

Goldtop
12-02-2012, 11:11 AM
Here we are, again tonight, alone - just us two
Where the lights are dim and true love is coming through
There's no one else in this whole world as far as we're concerned
We built ourselves a fire so let it burn.

When you look at me like you do right now I go to pieces
Because I know what's on your mind - it's just me
You've got that love-me-look in your eyes
Like you've had so many time and now
Loving you could never be better than it is right now

Tomorrow night we'll meet again to once more fan the flame
'Cause loving you the way I do stays the same
This love of ours is just as strong as any vow could be
And love could never be better for you and me

When you look at me like you do right now I go to pieces
Because I know what's on your mind it's just me
You've got that love-me-look in your eyes
Like you've had so many time and now
Loving you could never be better than it is right now

Loving you could never be better than it is right now

Lloyd

Goldtop
12-02-2012, 12:40 PM
"In The Garden" - Performed by Van Morrison

The streets are always wet with rain after a summer shower
When I saw you standin' in the garden
In the garden
Wet with rain

You wiped the teardrops from your eye in sorrow
As we watched the petals fall down to the ground
And as I sat beside you I felt the Great Sadness that day
In the garden

And then one day you came back home
You were a creature all in rapture
You had the key to your soul and you did open that day you came back
To the garden

The olden summer breeze was blowin' on your face
The light of God was shinin' on your countenance divine
And you were a violet colour as you sat beside your father and your mother
In the garden

The summer breeze was blowin' on your face
Within your violet your treasure your summery words
And as the shiver from my neck down to my spine ignited me in daylight and nature
In the garden

And you went into a trance
Your childlike vision became so fine
And we heard the bells inside the church we loved so much
And felt the presence of the youth of eternal summers
In the garden

And as I touched your cheeks so lightly
Born Again, you were and blushed
And we touched each other lightly
And we felt the presence of the Christ

And I turned to you and I said
No Guru, no method, no teacher
Just you and I and nature and The Father
In the garden

No Guru, no method, no teacher
Just you and I and nature
And the Father and the Son and the Holy Ghost
In the garden

Wet with rain
No Guru, no method, no teacher
Just you and I and nature and the holy ghost
In the garden
In the garden

Wet with rain
No Guru, no method, no teacher
Just you and I and nature and The Father
In the garden

Goldtop

crgtr
12-02-2012, 12:54 PM
No other song has stirred the emotion in me as this one.....

Well I heard there was a secret chord
that David played and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do you?
Well it goes like this:
The fourth, the fifth,
The minor fall and the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah

Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah...

Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
She tied you to her kitchen chair
She broke your throne and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah

Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah...

Baby I've been here before
I've seen this room and I've walked this floor (you know)
I used to live alone before I knew you
And I've seen your flag on the marble arch
and love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah...

there was a time when you let me know
What's really going on below
But now you never show that to me, do you?
But remember when I moved in you
And the holy dove was moving too
And every breath we drew was Hallelujah

Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah...

Maybe there's a God above
all I've ever learned from love
Was how to shoot somebody who outdrew you
And it's not a cry that you hear at night
It's not somebody who's seen the light
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah

]-[ @ n $ 0 |v| a T !
06-05-2013, 01:25 PM
This is a gem, IMO, that has been overlooked (lyrically speaking) because its pop-chart success. And may I add... Mark King is a bad-ass.

How
How can it be
That a love - carved out of caring - fashioned by fate
Could suffer so long
From the games played once too often

But making mistakes
Is a part of life's imperfection
Borne of the years
Is it so wrong
To be human after all

Drawn into the stream of undefined illusion
Those diamond dreams
they can't disguise the truth
That there is something about you
baby
so right
I wouldn't be without you, baby, tonight

If ever our love was concealed
No one can say that we didn't feel
A million things
and a perfect dream of life (gone) fragile but free
We remain tender together
If not so in love
And it's not so wrong
we're only human after all

These changing years
they add to your confusion
Oh and you need to hear
the time that told the truth

frankb56
06-05-2013, 01:31 PM
Awesome song, Gabriel rules. I think just about all of his songs are lyrically and musically superior. How about Solisbury Hill, Games Without Frontiers, Red Rain, Digging in the Dirt, BIKO.......

John Beef
06-05-2013, 02:19 PM
My band's lyrics are mostly frivolous. Our next album will be called (most likely) Stuff We Like. Every song is basically just stuff we like. We're trying not to write cold and dreary lyrics any more, because music is one of the few things that makes me happy.

For example, "the Other White Meat"

We are here today to celebrate
"El Pork-o"
'cause that's what they say in Spain*
When fried, a Thanksgiving feast
Slow cook this delicious beast
Let's eat!

Delish main dish slow roasted all day long
Salted and cured, thick sliced and fried up in a pan
Buried with coals at a Hawaiian luau

Something this good must be a vice
when you know how to prepare it right
Give me seconds thirds and fourths!
There's always room for more.

*this is a reference to a running joke in the band. One practice on a whim I said "From-o el Top-o, as they say in Spain." and then we all laughed for like five minutes. Man, I love being in a band.

studio66
06-05-2013, 02:47 PM
This song came out when I was in my early thirties...right at the same time I had peeked behind all the curtains and realized there was no magic...so the song/lyric resonated with me and does to this day....kind of a coming of age epiphany moment....cool song as well :)

"So I walk up on high
And I step to the edge
To see my world below.
And I laugh at myself
While the tears roll down.
'Cause it's the world I know.
It's the world I know."

*Ed Roland/Ross Childress

jfb
06-05-2013, 03:53 PM
Gillian Welch and David Rawlings are as good as it gets to me. Add John Dyer Baizley's art and you have The Harrow & The Harvest.

Gillian Welch - The Harrow & The Harvest

Track 8 - Hard Times

There was a camp town man, used to plow and sing
And he loved that mule and the mule loved him
When the day got long as it does about now
I'd hear him singing to his muley-cow
Calling, "Come on my sweet old girl, and I'd bet the whole damn world
That we're gonna make it yet to the end of the row"

Singing "hard times ain't gonna rule my mind
Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind, Bessie
Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind no more"

Said it's a mean old world, heavy in need.
That big machine is just picking up speed
They were supping on tears, they were supping on wine
We all get to heaven in our own sweet time
So come all you Asheville boys and turn up your old-time noise
And kick 'til the dust comes up from the cracks in the floor

Singing, hard times ain't gonna rule my mind, brother
Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind
Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind no more

But the camp town man, he doesn't plow no more
I seen him walking down to the cigarette store
Guess he lost that knack and he forgot that song
Woke up one morning and the mule was gone
So come on, you ragtime kings, and come on, you dogs, and sing
And pick up the dusty old horn and give it a blow

Playing, hard times ain't gonna rule my mind, honey
Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind, sugar
Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind no more

carpincowboy
06-05-2013, 04:25 PM
As the preacher stumbles from his castle of sin And his vision gets distorted from the bottle within But his mouth slurs out the words from a sober heart They cut deep into open nerves then they tear you apart

This is the ballad of the bullet proof poet This is the ballad, don't I know it

He gave Jesus tattoos and took the devil's soul He got the angels drunk and gave them the gutter for a home

This is the ballad of the bullet proof poet This is the ballad, don't I know it

He loved the most beautiful girl in the mist of wine A last kiss through cigarette smoke then she quietly slipped of the edge of time

This is the ballad of the bullet proof poet This is the ballad, don't I know it

Love this song.
The dogs damour. Bullet proof poet

tiboy
06-05-2013, 05:40 PM
Then there' artist evolution, eg, from "I wanna hold your hand" to "Imagine all the people."

hippietim
06-06-2013, 01:21 AM
Lyrics are the gibber-gabber that singers blurt out until the guitars solo.

In all seriousness, lyrics are no better/worse than they've ever been.

The lyrics that Warren Haynes wrote for Soulshine are probably my favorite.

When you can't find the light
That guides you through a cloudy day
When the stars ain't shining bright
And it feels like you lost your way
When the candle lights of home
Burn so very far away
Well you got to let your soul shine
Just like my daddy used to say

He used to say soul shine
It's better than sunshine
Better than moonshine
Damn sure better than the rain
Hey now people don't mind
We all feel this way sometimes
Got to let your soul shine
Shine till the break of day

Grew up thinking that I had it made
Gonna make it on my own
But life can take the strongest man
And make him feel so alone
But now sometimes I feel a cold wind
Blowing through my aching bones
I think back to what my daddy said
He said, "Boy, in this darkness before the dawn"

Let your soul shine
Oh, it's better than sunshine
Better than moonshine
Damn sure better than rain
Yeah now people don't mind
We all feel this way sometimes
Got to let your soul shine
Shine till the break of day

Sometimes a man can feel this emptiness
Like a woman has robbed him of his very soul
Woman too, God knows, she can feel like this
And when your world seems cold
You got to let your spirit take control

Talking about the soul shine
Better than sunshine
Better than moonshine
Damn sure better than rain
Lord, now people don't mind
We all feel this way sometimes
Got to let your soul shine
Yeah, shine on and on and on and on

Oh, it's better than sunshine
Better than moonshine
Damn sure better than rain
Yeah, now people don't mind
We all feel this way sometimes
Got to let your soul shine
Shine till the break of day

hippietim
06-06-2013, 01:28 AM
It's amazing how we can hear a song for 20 years and it doesn't really register and then because a life event, the song takes on a completely new meaning and importance to us.

Cat's In The Cradle did it to me.

cjmwrx
06-06-2013, 02:09 AM
"I would dig a hole all the way to China
Unless of course I was there then I'd dig my way home
If by diggin' I could steal the wind from the sails
Of the greedy men who ruled the world

Still you're my best friend
And after a good, good drunk
You and me wake up and make love after a deep sleep
Where I was dreamin', I was dreamin'
Of a dreamgirl, a dreamgirl, a dreamgirl, dreamgirl

I was feelin' like a creep as I watched you asleep
Face down in the grass, in the park, in the middle of a hot afternoon
Your top was untied and I thought how nice
It'd be to follow the sweat down your spine

You're like my best friend
Oh, after a good, good drunk
You and me wake up and make love after a deep sleep
Where I was dreamin', I was dreamin'
Of a dreamgirl, a dreamgirl, a dreamgirl, dreamgirl

Caught by a wave, my back to the ocean
It knocks me off my feet and
Just as I find my footing
Here you come again





DMB - Dreamgirl

Something about this song make me think about every girl I've ever fallen in love with.

johnnyflame
01-05-2014, 02:22 PM
Love this:

I woke the same as any other day
Except a voice was in my head
It said, "Seize the day, pull the trigger
Drop the blade and watch the rolling heads"
The day I tried to live
I stole a thousand beggar's change and gave it to the rich
The day I tried to win
I dangled from the power lines and let the martyrs stretch

Soundgarden in their prime

mapleleaf14
01-06-2014, 08:01 AM
We are secrets to each other
Each one's life a novel
No one else has read
Even joined in bonds of love
We're linked to one another
By such slender threads

We are planets to each other
Drifting in our orbits
To a brief eclipse
Each of us a world apart
Alone and yet together
Like two passing ships

Just between us
I think it's time for us to recognize
The differences we sometimes fear to show
Just between us
I think it's time for us to realize
The spaces in between
Leave room for you and I to grow

We are strangers to each other
Full of sliding panels
An illusion show
Acting well rehearsed routines
Or playing from the heart?
It's hard for one to know

We are islands to each other
Building hopeful bridges
On a troubled sea
Some are burned or swept away
Some we would not choose
But we're not always free

----------------------------------------------

It's not how fast you can go
The force goes into the flow
If you pick up the beat
You can forget about the heat
More than just survival
More than just a flash
More than just a dotted line
More than just a dash

It's a test of ultimate will
The heartbreak climb uphill
Got to pick up the pace
If you want to stay in the race
More than just blind ambition
More than just simple greed
More than just a finish line
Must feed this burning need
In the long run...

From first to last
The peak is never passed
Something always fires the light that gets in your eyes
One moment's high, and glory rolls on by
Like a streak of lightning
That flashes and fades in the summer sky

Your meters may overload
You can rest at the side of the road
You can miss a stride
But nobody gets a free ride

More than high performance
More than just a spark
More than just the bottom line
Or a lucky shot in the dark
In the long run...

You can do a lot in a lifetime
If you don't burn out too fast
You can make the most of the distance
First you need endurance
First you've got to last...

Tosca
01-06-2014, 08:47 AM
Sheets of empty canvas, untouched sheets of clay
Were laid spread out before me as her body once did.
All five horizons revolved around her soul as the earth to the sun
Now the air I tasted and breathed has taken a turn


Ooh, and all I taught her was everything
Ooh, I know she gave me all that she wore


And now my bitter hands chafe beneath the clouds of what was everything.
Oh, the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything...


I take a walk outside, I'm surrounded by some kids at play
I can feel their laughter, so why do I sear?
Oh, and twisted thoughts that spin round my head, I'm spinning, oh,
I'm spinning, how quick the sun can drop away


And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass of what was everything
All the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything...


All the love gone bad turned my world to black
Tattooed all I see, all that I am, all I'll ever be... yeah...


Uh huh... uh huh... ooh...


I know someday you'll have a beautiful life,
I know you'll be a star in somebody else's sky,
But why, why, why can't it be, can't it be mine?

jfb
01-06-2014, 09:00 AM
Sheets of empty canvas, untouched sheets of clay
Were laid spread out before me as her body once did.
All five horizons revolved around her soul as the earth to the sun
Now the air I tasted and breathed has taken a turn


Ooh, and all I taught her was everything
Ooh, I know she gave me all that she wore


And now my bitter hands chafe beneath the clouds of what was everything.
Oh, the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything...


I take a walk outside, I'm surrounded by some kids at play
I can feel their laughter, so why do I sear?
Oh, and twisted thoughts that spin round my head, I'm spinning, oh,
I'm spinning, how quick the sun can drop away


And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass of what was everything
All the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything...


All the love gone bad turned my world to black
Tattooed all I see, all that I am, all I'll ever be... yeah...


Uh huh... uh huh... ooh...


I know someday you'll have a beautiful life,
I know you'll be a star in somebody else's sky,
But why, why, why can't it be, can't it be mine?

Love that record and their second. Still play them frequently.

Mike Duncan
01-06-2014, 10:08 AM
I can't do the talk like the talk on the TV
And I can't do a love song like the way it's meant to be
I can't do everything but I'd do anything for you
I Can't do anything except be in love with you



Goofy? Maybe a little, but they've always stuck out to me. Third line especially.

Todd_FindingMyWay
01-06-2014, 10:18 AM
Maple Leaf beat me to it...

I'll save my fingers...

EVERY RUSH SONG.....done.

ghochan
01-06-2014, 10:30 AM
More Peter Gabriel. One simple line from the Genesis years sticks with me: "I've got sunshine in my stomach, like I've just rocked my baby to sleep." More recently:
"Come Talk To Me"

The wretched desert takes its form, the jackal proud and tight
In search of you I feel my way though the slowest heaving night
Whatever fear invents, I swear it make no sense
I reach out through the border fence
Come down, come talk to me

In the swirling, curling storm of desire unuttered words hold fast
With reptile tongue, the lightning lashes towers built to last
Darkness creeps in like a thief and offers no relief
Why are you shaking like a leaf
Come on, come talk to me

Ah please talk to me
Won't you please talk to me
We can unlock this misery
Come on, come talk to me

I did not come to steal
This all is so unreal
Can't you show me how you feel now
Come on, come talk to me
Come talk to me [x2]

The earthly power sucks shadowed milk from sleepy tears undone
From nippled skin as smooth as silk the bugles blown as one
You lie there with your eyes half closed like there's no one there at all
There's a tension pulling on your face
Come on, come talk to me

Won't you please talk to me
If you'd just talk to me
Unblock this misery
If you'd only talk to me

Don't you ever change your mind
Now your future's so defined
And you act so deaf and blind
Come on, come talk to me
Come talk to me [x2]

I can imagine the moment
Breaking out through the silence
All the things that we both might say
And the heart it will not be denied
Till we're both on the same damn side
All the barriers blown away

David Eaton
01-06-2014, 10:44 AM
I tend to go for the great or thought-provoking line. One that stuck out to me recently was in Switchfoot's song "yesterday"..."Every lament is a love song."

Holly Williams has a great line in "Waiting for June" (a great song about her grandparents)..."Since '45 he's touched her skin in the middle of the night." (That line comes in the verse where they are put in separate rooms in the nursing facility).

"Whiskey Lullaby" written by Bill Anderson and sung by Brad Paisley and Alison Krauss starts off with "she put him out, like the burning end of a midnight cigarette."

Some are profound, some are touching, and some are a great turn of phrase.

I'm listening to Charlie Peacock's "No Man's Land" this morning, it's full of great lyrics.

jimistephen
01-06-2014, 01:35 PM
I think Corey Taylor is the best song writer in my generation. I'd have to admit that I've never listen to a slipknot song start to finish, but once I got in to orange amps and then Jim Root, and then stone sour I was blown away by some of the things he says.

You were my fire
So I burned
Til' there was nothing left of me

I, I touched your face
I held you close
Til' I could barely breathe

Why give me hope
then give me up
Just to be the death of me
Save the rest of me

Cause I see you
But I can't feel you anymore
So go away...

I need you
But I can't need you anymore
You hesitate

Now, now and then
You come around
Like there's something left for me

We were one,
Ooh, we were everything
I'm still here
But I'll just keep the rest of me

Cause I see you
But I can't feel you anymore,
So go away...

I need you,
But I can't need you anymore
You hesitate

Ooh, we never made it...
You hesitated.

Ooh, I don't believe
That I see you
But I can't feel you anymore,
So go away...

I need you,
But I can't need you anymore
You hesitate

Cause I see you
But I can't feel you anymore
So go away...

I need you,
But I can't need you anymore
You hesitate
Hesitate

You were my fire
So I burned
Now there's nothing left of me...

jfb
01-06-2014, 02:36 PM
I have ranted and raved about Martin Simpson everywhere, but not yet in this thread...so...

Here's my favorite Simpson tune. I remember vividly the first time I heard it. How I thought I understood it's greatness immediately only to receive a blow to astonishingly simple. When the verse I have bolded was sung I was wrecked. I have never in my life been slapped so hard.

Martin Simpson - Never Any Good

You were never any good with money.
You couldn't even hold a job,
Not steady enough for the office,
Not hard enough for the hod.
You'd rather be riding your Norton
Or going fishing with your split cane rod.
You were never any good with money.
You couldn't even hold a job.

When your grammar school days were over,
It was nineteen-seventeen,
And you did the right and proper thing.
You were just eighteen.
You were never mentioned in dispatches.
You never mentioned what you did or saw.
You were just another keen young man
In the mud and stink of war.

You were never any good with money.
You couldn't even hold a job,
Not steady enough for the office,
Not hard enough for the hod.
You'd rather be singing the Pirate King,
Or going fishing with your split cane rod.
You were never any good with money.
You couldn't even hold a job.

You came home from the Great War
With the pips of a captain's rank.
A German officer's Luger,
And no money in the bank.
Your family sent you down in the coal mine
To learn to be captain there,
But you didn't stand it very long.
You needed the light and the air.

You were never any good with money.
You couldn't even hold a job,
Not steady enough for the office,
Not hard enough for the hod.
You'd rather be watching performers fly
Or fishing with your split cane rod.
You were never any good with money.
You couldn't even hold a job.

When the second war came along,
You knew what should be done.
You would re-enlist to teach young men
The booby trap and the gun;
And they sent you home to Yorkshire,
With a crew and a Lewis gun,
So you could save your seaside town
From the bombers of the Hun.

You were never any good with money.
You couldn't even hold a job,
Not steady enough for the office,
Not hard enough for the hod.
You'd rather be finding the nightjar's nest,
Going fishing with your split cane rod.
You were never any good with money.
You couldn't even hold a job.

And when my mother came to your door,
With a baby in her arm,
Her big hurt boy only nine years old,
Trying to keep her from harm,
If you had been a practical man,
You would have been forewarned.
You would have seen that it never could work,
And I would have never been born.

There's no proper work in your seaside town,
So you come here looking for a job.
You were storeman at the power station
Just before I came along.
Nobody talked about how you quit,
But I know that's what you did.
My mother said you were a selfish man,
And I was your selfish kid.

You were never any good with money.
You couldn't even hold a job,
Not steady enough for the office,
Not hard enough for the hod;
And your Norton it was soon gone
Along with your split cane rod.
You were never any good with money.
You couldn't even hold a job.

You showed me eyebright in the hedgerow,
Speedwell and travellers joy.
You showed me how to use my eyes
When I was just a boy;
And you taught me how to love a song
And all you knew of nature's ways:
The greatest gifts I have ever known,
And I use them every day.

You were never any good with money.
You couldn't even hold a job,
Not steady enough for the office, maybe,
Not hard enough for the hod.
You'd rather be riding your Norton
Or going fishing with your split cane rod.
You were never any good with money.
You couldn't even hold a job.