Great Lyrics

Okay probably been done a few times but I got to wondering about the best lyrics or ones that stood out.

Lots of Neil Young listening in the last few days.

Well mostly, I have been listening to "Rust Never Sleeps" too much in the last week. The second side of it is just about perfect.

so "Is this the story of Johnny Rotten?" from My My Hey Hey (Into The Black)

or the second verse from "Rockin in The Free World"

"I see a woman in the night With a baby in her hand Under an old street light Near a garbage can Now she puts the kid away, and she's gone to get a hit She hates her life, and what she's done to it There's one more kid that will never go to school Never get to fall in love, never get to be cool."

What about 'Like a Hurricaane'? classic

Cortez the Killer has my favourite Neil lyrics.

I offer up the following wonders from Giles Giles and Fripp..........

``Elephant Song' (M Giles, Jun 1967)

"Very, very nice," said a man in the crowd, As the elephant jumped through a hoop. "Who asked you?" the elephant cried As he stooped and took a bow. "Well, it's not every day you see something like that, And I thought it was jolly good." "How do you know," the elephant said, "You're a man, and a fat one at that."

"Very, very nice," said a man in the crowd, When the golden voice appeared. She was gold alright, but then so is rust. "Such a shame about the beard." "How dare you say things like that," it said, "You ought to be ashamed." -- he was. "But I thought your voice was pretty good, And that beard is good for a goat."

Very, very nice," said the same man in the crowd, The one the elephant said was fat. "(?)all nyet," someone said, with words, And I looked 'round with eyes. Hello, it's the peanut bride goosing the aisle, Her leather back towards the orchestra. "What d'you want, love," she said to a man, "A four-penny, please, and a six-penny bag."

"Very, very nice," said a man in the crowd As they smelled his peanut teeth. "Would you like some?" I said, "Yes, please," We all had one tooth each. By now of course, the second half had started, "Let's all warm our hands," said aloud. "My feet aren't cold, (?) of the sheepskin gloves," "Ah, but we're burning all the artists."

``Digging My Lawn' (P Giles, Jun 1967)

Early one Sunday, well any way, early for me, As I slid from by double-bed, what could I see? Standing outside as the night turned to dawn, There was a man who I didn't know, digging my lawn. Was it her husband, I pondered, or was he a crook, Why was he taking car numbers down in a book? I started to ring, and I rung ninety-nine, Nein, you must not, she said. She was half-German, half out of bed, Which half was which didn't have to be said, Turning her head, her face was red.

"He is my husband," she whispered, I started to sweat, Just my luck when I'd only done this for a bet. Standing outside as the night turned to dawn, There was a man who I didn't know, digging my lawn.

'These Days' by Jackson Browne. A beautiful song written at the tender age of just 16. Also, Nico does a rather nice cover of this on her 'Chelsea Girl' album.

would have to be... 'THE PROMISE' by WHEN IN ROME

Prince is a wack job. We all know that. But at his best, Prince's music is awe inspiring.

but "Little Red Corvette" has a perfect opening line

"I guess I should've known by the way U parked your car sideways that it wouldn't last"

Though The strangest lrics are from George Clinton

The spoken intro to the amazing "Maggot Brain"

"Mother Earth is pregnant for the third time For y'all have knocked her up. I have tasted the maggots in the mind of the universe I was not offended For I knew I had to rise above it all Or drown in my own shit."

"Now Im not looking for absolution Forgiveness for the things I do But before you come to any conclusions Try walking in my shoes

Try walking in my shoes

Youll stumble in my footsteps Keep the same appointments I kept If you try walking in my shoes If you try walking in my shoes

Morality would frown upon Decency look down upon The scapegoat fates made of me But I promise you, my judge and jurors My intentions couldnt have been purer My case is easy to see"

Depeche Mode-Walking In My Shoes Martin L Gore Songs Of Faith and Devotion 1993

They've got a Flying Teapot, don't need a taxi - GONG

Artist: Young Neil Song: Bandit Album: Greendale

Turn the pages of this old book Feels familiar, it may be worth a second look Wrapping up dope in a paper bag Talking to yourself taking a drag What does it matter the things you say They'll never hear it anyway Gotta get past the negative things Lawyers and business, you get what you bring No one's sorry you did it yourself It's time to relax now and then give it hell

Someday you'll find what you're looking for Someday you'll find everything you're looking for

You didn't bet on the Dodgers to beat the Giants And David came up,

Now you gotta pay up You didn't count on that Geez, half the money's gone The month is still young Where are you gonna go now?

You gotta trust someone

Trust someone

Someone to trust.

Can't go to your brother

Cause that money's all gone

Can't go to your friends

Someday you'll find what you're looking for Someday you'll find everything you're looking for Someday you'll find everything you're looking for Someday you'll find everything you're looking for, yeah

Made out like a bandit for so many years What're you looking for? One more big score? What're you trying to prove? Try to get closer but not too close

(Try to get past it but not too far past it) Try to get through but not be through No one can touch you now

No one can touch you now I can touch you now

(Nobody can see you now

But I can see you) You're invisible, you've got too many secrets Bob Dylan said that Or something like that

Someday you'll find what you're looking for Someday you'll find everything you're looking for Someday you'll find everything you're looking for Someday you'll find everything you're looking for, yeah

Binocher wrote: They've got a Flying Teapot, don't need a taxi - GONG

HARE HARE LONDON BUS HARE HARE LADY'S LAVATORY

I hear the drizzle of the rain Like a memory it falls Soft and warm continuing Tapping on my roof and walls.

And from the shelter of my mind Through the window of my eyes I gaze beyond the rain-drenched streets To England where my heart lies.

My mind's distracted and diffused My thoughts are many miles away They lie with you when you're asleep And kiss you when you start your day.

And as a song I was writing is left undone I don't know why I spend my time Writing songs I can't believe With words that tear and strain to rhyme.

And so you see I have come to doubt All that I once held as true I stand alone without beliefs The only truth I know is you.

And as I watch the drops of rain Weave their weary paths and die I know that I am like the rain There but for the grace of you go I.

Every little counts, when I am with you.

You know who has some great lyrics? Trash Can Sinatras. Tons of really great, quotable lines and turns of phrase that are so clever yet subtle.

One of my favourite love songs from Albertos Y Lost Trio Paranoias

Kill.

Is she really going out with him ?

I don't give a damn I don't f***ing care I'm gonna kill me mum then pull out me hair I'm fed up with the dole and the human race I'm gonna cut me liver out and shove it in your face.

Kill ! Kill !

I don't like animals or lifting heavy weights I'm gonna shoot me fingers off and carve up all me mates Gonna steal a motor car and smash it all to pieces Gonna cut me liver out and pin it on your braces.

Kill ! Kill !

I'm apathetic, I'm lazy and rude I'm boring and I'm stupid and I'm vicious and crude I get thrown out of pub for pissing on the floor I'm gonna cut me liver out and nail it on your door.

Kill ! Kill !