Favorite Lyrics?

Post your favorite lyrics. Dont just post the name of the song, post the actual lyrics. i dont know why. just do it. *love* *peace*

 

Neil Young - Cortez The Killer

He came dancing across the water
With his galleons and guns
Looking for the new world
In that palace in the sun.

On the shore lay Montezuma
With his coca leaves and pearls
In his halls he often wondered
With the secrets of the worlds.

And his subjects gathered 'round him
Like the leaves around a tree
In their clothes of many colors
For the angry gods to see.

And the women all were beautiful
And the men stood straight and strong
They offered life in sacrifice
So that others could go on.

Hate was just a legend
And war was never known
The people worked together
And they lifted many stones.

They carried them to the flatlands
And they died along the way
But they built up with their bare hands
What we still can't do today.

And I know she's living there
And she loves me to this day
I still can't remember when
Or how I lost my way.

He came dancing across the water
Cortez, Cortez
What a killer.

 

John Lennon Imagine

Imagine there's no heaven,
it's easy if you try,
no hell below us,
above us only sky.
Imagine all the people,
living for today yu-huh.
Imagine there's no countries,
it isn't hard to do,
nothing to kill or die for,
and no religion too.
Imagine all the people,
living life in peace yu-huh.
You may say I'm a dreamer
but I'm not the only one
I hope some day you'll join us,
and the world will be as one.
Imagine no possesions,
I wonder if you can,
no need for greed or hunger,
a brotherhood of man.
Imagine all the people,
sharing all the world yu-huh.
You may say I'm a dreamer ...

 

you need to be yourself
you cant be no one else
i'm feeling supersonic, gimme gin and tonic
you can have it all but how much do you want it?

you make me laugh
give me your autograph
can i ride with you in your bee-emm-double-yew?
you can sail with me in my yellow submarine

you need to find out
cos no one's gonna tell you what im on about
you need to find a way for what you wanna say
but before tomorrow

cos my friend said he'd take you home
he sits in the corner all alone
he lives under a waterfall
nobody can see him, nobody can ever hear him call

i know a girl called elsa
shes into alka seltzer
she sniffs it through a cane on a supersonic train
and she makes me laugh
i've got her autograph

she done it with the doctor
on a helicopter
she slipped it in a tissue
selling the big issue

when she finds out
that no ones gonna tell her what im on about
you need to find a way for what you wanna say
but before tomorrow

cos my friend said he'd take you home
he sits in the corner all alone
he lives under a waterfall
nobody can see him, nobody can ever hear him call

 

Tool - Swamp Song

My warning meant nothing.
You're dancing in quicksand.
Why don't you watch where you're wandering?
Why don't you watch where you're stumbling?
You're wading knee deep and going in.
And you may never come back again.

This bog is thick and easy to get lost in
when you're a stupid,dumb ass, belligerent fvcker.

I hope it sucks you down.

Wander in and wandering.
Noone even invited you in.
But still you stumble in stumbling.
So suffocate
or get out while you can.

Noone told you to come.

I hope it sucks you down.

 

Neil Young - Hey Hey, My My ( Into The black) -1979

Hey hey, my my
Rock and roll can never die
There's more to the picture
Than meets the eye.
Hey hey, my my.

Out of the blue
and into the black
You pay for this,
but they give you that
And once you're gone,
you can't come back
When you're out of the blue
and into the black.

The king is gone
but he's not forgotten
Is this the story
of Johnny Rotten?
It's better to burn out
'cause rust never sleeps
The king is gone
but he's not forgotten.

Hey hey, my my
Rock and roll can never die
There's more to the picture
Than meets the eye.

 

Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waiting for a train
And I's feeling nearly as faded as my jeans.
Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained,
It rode us all the way to New Orleans.
I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna,
I was playing soft while Bobby sang the blues.
Windshield wipers slapping time, I was holding Bobby's hand in mine,
We sang every song that driver knew.
Freedom is just another word for nothing left to lose,
Nothing don't mean nothing honey if it ain't free, now now.
And feeling good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues,
You know feeling good was good enough for me,
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee.
From the Kentucky coal mines to the California sun,
Hey, Bobby shared the secrets of my soul.
Through all kinds of weather, through everything that we done,
Hey Bobby baby kept me from the cold.
One day up near Salinas, Lord, I let him slip away,
He's looking for that home and I hope he finds it,
But I'd trade all of my tomorrows for one single yesterday
To be holding Bobby's body next to mine.
Freedom is just another word for nothing left to lose,
Nothing, that's all that Bobby left me, yeah,
But feeling good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues,
Hey, feeling good was good enough for me, hmm hmm,
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee.
La la la, la la la la, la la la, la la la la
La la la la la Bobby McGee.
La la la la la, la la la la la
La la la la la, Bobby McGee, la.
La La la, la la la la la la,
La La la la la la la la la, hey now Bobby now Bobby McGee yeah.
Na na na na na na na na, na na na na na na na na na na na
Hey now Bobby now, Bobby McGee, yeah.
Lord, I'm calling my lover, calling my man,
I said I'm calling my lover just the best I can,
C'mon, where is Bobby now, where is Bobby McGee, yeah,
Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lord
Hey, hey, hey, Bobby McGee, Lord!
Yeah! Whew!
Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lord
Hey, hey, hey, Bobby McGee...

 

Lost For Words

I was spending my time in the doldrums
I was caught in the cauldron of hate
I felt persecuted and paralyzed
I thought that everything else would just wait
While you are wasting your time on your enemies
Engulfed in a fever of spite
Beyond your tunnel vision reality fades
Like shadows into the night

To martyr yourself to caution
Is not going to help at all
Because there'll be no safety in numbers
When the Right One walks out of the door

Can you see your eyes blighted by darkness?
Is it true you beat your fists on the floor?
Stuck in a world of isolation
While ivy grows over the door

So I open my door to my enemies
And I ask could we wipe the slate clean
But they tell me to please go fuck myself
You know you just can't win

 

Progress

And Progress is not intelligently planned;
It's the facade of our heritage, the odor of our land.
They speak of Progress, in red, white and blue.
It's the structure of the future as demise comes seething through.
It's Progress, 'til there's nothing left to gain.
As the dearth of new ideas makes us wallow in our shame.
So before you go to contribute more to the destruction of this world you adore.
Remember life on Earth is but a flash of dawn
We're all part of it as the day rolls on.

And Progress is a message that we send.
One step closer to the future, one inch closer to the end.
I say that progress is a synonym of time.
We are all aware of it but it's nothing we refine,
And Progress is a debt we all must pay.
Its convenience we all cherish, its pollution we disdain
And the cutting edge is dulling,too many folks to plow through.
Just keep your fucking distance and it can't include you.

It's Progress, 'til there's nothing left to gain.
It's Progress, it's a message that we send.
And Progress is a debt we all must pay.

 

Beck - "Holywood Freaks"

Hot milk
Mmmm...tweak my nipple
Champagne and ripple
Shamans go cripple
My sales go triple
We drop lobotomy beats
Evaporated meats
On hi-tech street
We go solo
Dance floors and talk shows
Hot dogs, No Doz
Hot Sex in back rows
I wanna know what makes you scream
Be your twenty million dollar fantasy
Treat you real good
Expensive jeans
Hollywood freaks on the Hollywood scene
Touch it real good if you want a piece
Party people know I'm that type of freak
People look so snooty
Take pills make them moody
Automatic booty
Zero to tutee fruity
Sex in the halls
Niagara Falls
Local shopping malls receive
Anonymous calls
Hot like a cheetah
Neon mamacita
Eat at tacoria
Pop locking' beats from Korea
Looking like jail bait
Selling lots of real estate
Looking like a hot date
Banging like an 808
Do you want to feel this?
Do you want to feel this?
Norman Schwartzkopf
Something tells me you want to go home
Champagne, bibles
Custom clothes you own
Calling up from special area codes
Hollywood nuns with the Hollywood phones
I got nothing to do, nowhere to go
I'll tell you what you want
If you want to know
Satin sheets
Tropical oils
Turn up the heat
Till the swimming pool boils
Let all the neighbors
Read it in the papers
Making all those gentlemen cry
Realistic tears
Jocking my Mercedes
Probably have my baby
Shop at Old Navy

 

I can see him coming
He's walking down the highway
With his big boots on
And his big thumb out
He wants to get me
He wants to hurt me
He wants bring me down
But sometime later when i'm feel a little straighter
I will come across a stranger
Who'll remind me of the danger
And then i'll run him over
Pretty smart on my part
Find my way home in the dark

I can see her coming
Sure looks pretty
Her breasts are bold
And her mouth is large
She wants to get me
She wants to hurt me
She wants to bring me down
But sometime later when i feel a little naked
I'll lead her to altar
Then i'll tie her all in leather
Then i'm gonna whip her
Pretty smart on my part
Find my way home in the dark

I can see him coming
He's walking through bedroom
With a switchblade knife
He's looking at my wife
He wants to get me
He wants to hurt me
He wants to bring me down
But sometime later when i feel a little braver
I'll go hunting with my rifle
Where the wild geese are flying
Then i'm gonna bag one
Pretty smart on my part
Find my way home in the dark

I can see them coming
They're training in the mountains
And they talk chinese
And they spread disease
They want to get me
They want to hurt me
They want bring me down
But sometime later when i feel a little safer
We'll assasinate the president
And take over the government
And then we're going to fry them
Pretty smart on my part
Find my way home in the dark

 

It's Alright, Ma(I'm only Bleeding)-Bob Dylan

Darkness at the break of noon
Shadows even the silver spoon
The handmade blade, the child's balloon
Eclipses both the sun and moon
To understand you know too soon
There is no sense in trying.

Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn
Suicide remarks are torn
From the fool's gold mouthpiece
The hollow horn plays wasted words
Proves to warn
That he not busy being born
Is busy dying.

Temptation's page flies out the door
You follow, find yourself at war
Watch waterfalls of pity roar
You feel to moan but unlike before
You discover
That you'd just be
One more person crying.

So don't fear if you hear
A foreign sound to your ear
It's alright, Ma, I'm only sighing.

As some warn victory, some downfall
Private reasons great or small
Can be seen in the eyes of those that call
To make all that should be killed to crawl
While others say don't hate nothing at all
Except hatred.

Disillusioned words like bullets bark
As human gods aim for their mark
Made everything from toy guns that spark
To flesh-colored Christs that glow in the dark
It's easy to see without looking too far
That not much
Is really sacred.

While preachers preach of evil fates
Teachers teach that knowledge waits
Can lead to hundred-dollar plates
Goodness hides behind its gates
But even the president of the United States
Sometimes must have
To stand naked.

An' though the rules of the road have been lodged
It's only people's games that you got to dodge
And it's alright, Ma, I can make it.

Advertising signs that con you
Into thinking you're the one
That can do what's never been done
That can win what's never been won
Meantime life outside goes on
All around you.

You lose yourself, you reappear
You suddenly find you got nothing to fear
Alone you stand with nobody near
When a trembling distant voice, unclear
Startles your sleeping ears to hear
That somebody thinks
They really found you.

A question in your nerves is lit
Yet you know there is no answer fit to satisfy
Insure you not to quit
To keep it in your mind and not fergit
That it is not he or she or them or it
That you belong to.

Although the masters make the rules
For the wise men and the fools
I got nothing, Ma, to live up to.

For them that must obey authority
That they do not respect in any degree
Who despise their jobs, their destinies
Speak jealously of them that are free
Cultivate their flowers to be
Nothing more than something
They invest in.

While some on principles baptized
To strict party platform ties
Social clubs in drag disguise
Outsiders they can freely criticize
Tell nothing except who to idolize
And then say God bless him.

While one who sings with his tongue on fire
Gargles in the rat race choir
Bent out of shape from society's pliers
Cares not to come up any higher
But rather get you down in the hole
That he's in.

But I mean no harm nor put fault
On anyone that lives in a vault
But it's alright, Ma, if I can't please him.

Old lady judges watch people in pairs
Limited in sex, they dare
To push fake morals, insult and stare
While money doesn't talk, it swears
Obscenity, who really cares
Propaganda, all is phony.

While them that defend what they cannot see
With a killer's pride, security
It blows the minds most bitterly
For them that think death's honesty
Won't fall upon them naturally
Life sometimes
Must get lonely.

My eyes collide head-on with stuffed graveyards
False gods, I scuff
At pettiness which plays so rough
Walk upside-down inside handcuffs
Kick my legs to crash it off
Say okay, I have had enough
What else can you show me?

And if my thought-dreams could be seen
They'd probably put my head in a guillotine
But it's alright, Ma, it's life, and life only.

 

Tiny Dancer - Elton John



Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band
Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man
Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand
And now she's in mine, always with me, tiny dancer in my hand

Jesus freaks out in the street
Handing tickets out for God
Turning back she just laughs
The boulevard is not that bad

Piano man he makes his stand
In the auditorium
Looking on she sings the songs
The words she knows the tune she hums

But oh how it feels so real
Lying here with no one near
Only you and you can hear me
When I say softly slowly

Hold me closer tiny dancer
Count the headlights on the highway
Lay me down in sheets of linen
you had a busy day today

Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band
Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man
Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand
And now she's in me, always with me, tiny dancer in my hand

 

Deep Forest - Endangered Species:

Be it animal or human, crawling on the ground or on the roof
Hunting like the lonely, lonely fighter
Picking up the truth behind the messages
So fearful of the meanings
Turning to the gods of technology
Wisdom far beyond the galaxies
But not enough to cure the last disease

Endangered Species

Telecommunication, counting every crater on the moon
Roaming like the only, only rider
High upon the back of flaming Dragon rockets
Carrying the messages of the gods of technology
Wisdom far beyond the galaxies
But not enough to save the almighty

Endangered Species

Endangered Species

The butterfly, the tiger
Nothing but a shadow in the stone
Flamingo future dinosaur underneath the urban sun
Victims of the truth behind the messages of the Stoic saints of profit
Victims of the truth behind the messages of the Stoic saints of profit
Smiling as the wonders of all nature go crumbling in their pockets
Flying to another galaxy
Leaving Mother Earth

Endangered Species

Endangered Species

 

Devendra Banhart - This Beard is for Siobhan

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The daughter of a man
Was a mammal
She wore the mark of fire
And of flame
Though they're both the same

Born onto the age of the golden
Oh that golden age of endless loss and endless gain
Tra la la la, now

Because my lips have split
All the little children
They are hiding in front
In the middle and in behind
La, la, la, la !

And because my nose has froze
But I can keep on smelling
I could smell my little day away
I could smell my whole day away
Na da da da !

Now because my teeth don't bite
I could take them out dancing
I could take my little teeth out
And show them a real good time
Tra la la la
​

Well a real good time
A good time
A real good time
Good time
A good time
A real good time
Good time
A good time
A real good time
Good time
A good time
A real good time
Good time
A good time
A real good time
Good time
A good time
A real good time
Good time
A good time
A real good time
Good time
A good time
A real good time
Good time
A good time
A real good time
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Indian Summer

I love you, the best.
Better than all the rest.
I love you, the best.
Better than all the rest, That I meet in the summer.
Indian summer.
That I meet in the summer.
Indian summer...
I love you, the best.
Better than all the rest.

 

JACKIE LEVEN - SAVANNAH WALTZ

i feel the world in my ancient hand
the wood the maker shaped long ago
i feel a ray of light in my room
i slowly turn my face to the glow

i'm running water over my wrist
to keep my body cool in the heat
i smell a welcome rain in troubled
i hear the lonely dust on his feet
incense still burns where my sweet darling lay
and the planets where healed on the pulse of that day

and there's a secret hope that one day
his sacred hand will fall on my door
and there's a universe in his palm
he carries all the stars in his chore

he's coming i hear the drum...
he's coming, i hear the drum...
everywhere and always
i can see the man
that loved me in winter
when he called me to heaven he pulled me apart
yes everywhere and always
i can see the man
that loved me in winter
and the green leafs of summer are breaking my heart

i feel the souvenir in my hand
the figurine he carved from his soul
the shadow that he left on my bed
deeper than the mines of the world

he's coming, i hear the drum...

 

Can't choose one absolute favourite, but this is one of them:

Ancient - A Mad Blood Scenario


Gaze into my broken eyes where laughter and sorrow collide
Scattered are the pieces which time forgot
See the cracked mirror walls, emerald mist flowing down the halls
Shattered pieces of a forgotten puzzle
feel the shaking of my room, welcome to my most humble tomb
Lay your head upon the crimson velvet pillow
Relax as I tell you a tale when lunacy reigned and madness prevailed
Longnailed fingers run through silken hair
Our poison tongues now dance, wet with entrancing liqueurs
We drown in burning ecstacy but you seek something more than this
Tonight another looking glass will crack
My promises too broken, did you believe what I've spoken
The echoes shall splinter your mind like they did mine
Prepare my darling, for the nocturnal wedding

Gaze into my broken eyes where a deranged love rises
To greet your lovelorn flesh
Hallucinating like undead shamans
You feel the rapturous sting of first death and collapse into lonely arms
Look now with night piercing eyes
Not quite broken but time shall remedy
Lick my blood-soaked lips once more, taste the stain of wondrous insanity
The constant shrieking in your mind drives you crazy
Yes, my darling, I can hear it too
The answers you seek lie in the reflection
Be still, allow the images to caress you
Here everything is upside down
Cackling like undead hyenas, you feel the boggling slap of dementia
And collapse into delighted arms

My little pet, how foolish you become
Yesterday's sweet dedications of love
Are part of an infantile dream fading fast
you raise your vampyric eyes to consume my heart
But sense it's been viciously torn apart
You see, a time will fortunately come when you realize
Our kind cannot stomach "togetherness"
for love is but an arduous game mortals play
So from this day you are mine
To be my immortal concubine

 

The Blood Brothers- My First Kiss At The Public Execution


The carnival's glossy ghosts
zebra-painted horses parade
the cotton candy prostitutes
caramel apple corpses singing:
"Just this way to the neon orange gallows!
Tonight we tie the noose around the killer's collar!
Watch him play his wind pipe organ!"

Just five dollars to see a face explode, to see a man strung up by his throat.
Come one! Come all!
If you look close enough
you'll see death's machinery exposed.

So won't you hold me closer
just one more minute
until the executions over?
just one more minute
Won't you behead another
c'mon we're waiting
won't you shock and entertain us?

The hangman selling tickets to the sparkling death scene.
Tonight we watch the rope choke a conscience clean.
See it up close, see it in person!

His lips spun like revolving fun house doors as the hush kisses at our neck nape.

"Any final words for your loving audience?"
says the man with the dazzling sapphire cape.

So won't you hold me closer
just one more minute
until the executions over?
just one more minute
Won't you behead another
c'mon we're waiting
Won't you shock and entertain us? [x2]

Until the end of the world?

Snap, snap, snap goes the neck.
"Rah, rah, rah!" the audience.
Black, black, black goes his face.
The sky spreads like thighs inside lace. [x2]

 

Jefferson Airplane - The Ballad of You & Me & Pooneil

by Paul Kantner

If you were a bird and you lived very high,
knew even the wind as the breeze came by,
say to the wind as it took you away,
That's where I wanted to go today"
And I do know that I need to have you around
Love like a mountain springtime,
flashing through the rivers of my mind;
it's what I feel for you.
You and me go walking south
And we see all the world around us,
The colors blind my eyes and my mind to all but you,
And I do know that I need to have you around,
And I do, I do know that I need to have you around.
I have a house where I can go
When there's too many people around me;
I can sit and watch all the people
Down below goin' by me;
Halfway down the stair is a stair
Where I sit and think about you and me;
But I wonder will the sun still see all the people goin'
Will the moon still hang in the sky when I die,
When I die, when I'm high, when I die?
If you were a cloud and you sailed up there,
You sail on water as blue as air,
You'd see me here in the fields and say,
"Doesn't the sky look green today?"