Random lyrics thread part II

Alright, here's another random lyrics thread. I really liked the other one which got closed when it became to large.

Come up with some witty, funny, serious, sarcastic, happy, cliché, beautiful, sad, sexy or other kinds of lyrics that you like to share with us!

I'll kick off with this one, I just love this song:

Ballad of accounting - Ewan MacColl

In the morning we built the city
In the afternoon walked through its streets
Evening saw us leaving

We wandered through our days as if they would never end
All of us imagined we had endless time to spend
We hardly saw the crossroads and small attention gave
To landmarks on the journey from the cradle to the grave,
cradle to the grave, cradle to the grave

Did you learn to dream in the morning?
Abandon dreams in the afternoon?
Wait without hope in the evening?

Did you stand there in the traces and let 'em feed you lies?
Did you trail along behind them wearing blinkers on your eyes?
Did you kiss the foot that kicked you, did you thank them for
their scorn?
Did you ask for their forgiveness for the act of being born,
act of being born, act of being born?

Did you alter the face of the city?
Make any change in the world you found?
Or did you observe all the warnings?

Did you read the trespass notices, did you keep off the grass?
Did you shuffle off the pavements just to let your betters pass?
Did you learn to keep your mouth shut, were you seen but never heard?
Did you learn to be obedient and jump to at a word,
jump to at a word, jump to at a word?

Did you demand any answers?
The who and the what and the reason why?
Did you ever question the setup?

Did you stand aside and let 'em choose while you took second best?
Did you let 'em skim the cream off and then give to you the rest?
Did you settle for the shoddy and did you think it right
To let 'em rob you right and left and never make a fight,
never make a fight, never make a fight?

What did you learn in the morning?
How much did you know in the afternoon?
Were you content in the evening?

Did they teach you how to question when you were at the school?
Did the factory help you grow, were you the maker or the tool?
Did the place where you were living enrich your life and then
Did you reach some understanding of all your fellow men,
all your fellow men, all your fellow men?

 

Loreena McKennitt - The mummers' dance
When in the springtime of the year
When the trees are crowned with leaves
When the ash and oak, and the birch and yew
Are dressed in ribbons fair

When owls call the breathless moon
In the blue veil of the night
The shadows of the trees appear
Amidst the lantern light


Chorus:
We've been rambling all the night
And some time of this day
Now returning back again
We bring a garland gay


Who will go down to those shady groves
And summon the shadows there
And tie a ribbon on those sheltering arms
In the springtime of the year


The songs of birds seem to fill the wood
That when the fiddler plays
All their voices can be heard
Long past their woodland days


Chorus


And so they linked their hands and danced
Round in circles and in rows
And so the journey of the night descends
When all the shades are gone


"A garland gay we bring you here
And at your door we stand
It is a sprout well budded out
The work of our Lord's hand"

 

Frank Zappa - hungry freaks

Mr. America, walk on by your schools that do not teach
Mr. America, walk on by the minds that won't be reached
Mr. America try to hide the emptiness that's you inside
But once you find that the way you lied
And all the corny tricks you tried
Will not forestall the rising tide of HUNGRY FREAKS DADDY!

They won't go on four no more
Great mid-western hardware store
Philosophy that turns away
From those who aren't afraid to say what's on their minds
The left behinds of the great society

HUNGRY FREAKS, DADDY!

Mr. America, walk on by your supermarket dream
Mr. America, walk on by the liquor store supreme
Mr. America try to hide the product of your savage pride
The useful minds that it denied
The day you shrugged and stepped aside
You saw their clothes, and then you cried,
"Those HUNGRY FREAKS, DADDY!"

They won't go on four no more
Great mid-western hardware store
Philosophy that turns away
From those who aren't afraid to say what's on their minds
The left behinds of the great society

 

When I'm Sixty-four

When I get older losing my hair
Many years from now
Will you still be sending me a valentine,
Birthday greetings, bottle of wine?

If I get out 'till quarter to three
Would you lock the door?
Will you still need me
Will you still feed me
When I'm sixty-four?

You'll be older too
And if you say the word
I could stay with you

I could be handy mending a fuse
When your lights have gone
You can knit a sweater by the fireside
Sunday mornings go for a ride

Doing the garden, digging the weeds
Who could ask for more?
Will you still need me
Will you still feed me
When I'm sixty-four?

Every summer we can rent a cottage
In the Isle of Wight if it's not too dear
We shall scrimp and save
Grandchildren on your knee:
Vera, Chuck and Dave

Send me a postcard, drop me a line
Stating point of view
Indicate precisely what you mean to say
Yours sincerely wasting away

Give me your answer, fill in a form
Mine forevermore
Will you still need me
Will you still feed me
When I'm sixty-four?

~The Beatles~

 

Gregory And The Hawk A Wish Lyrics

I wish to feel smaller
under your sheets.
I wish for the whole truth
every time you speak.
I'm thinkin' about how you care half as much for me
While I watch you arrive, smoke cigarettes, sleep...

And I guess it doesn't matter what I say or what I seem
You stuck what I felt for you in the pocket of your jeans
Ignoring me the morning after
isn't enough
and I swear I'm gonna cry.
I'm sick of tryin' to be tough.

And my blood won't stick
To the confines of my veins.
And your heart
Is gonna tear mine away.

And I wish to feel smaller under your hands,
though you seem satisfied as you slip mine
down your pants.
And I'm thinkin' about how you care half as much for me
While you lift up my shirt after asking politely.

And I guess it doesn't matter what I am or pretend to be
Cuz it's her you'll always love and it's her I'll always envy.
I want to end this now so dreams of you won't keep me up.
But I swear I'm gonna cry.
I'm sick of tryin' to be tough.

And my blood won't stick
To the confines of my veins.
And your heart
Is gonna tear mine away.

And it's hard to find
What I want
When it's buried beneath the biggest rock.
I could pay lots of money
To help lift it with machines
But I'm not sure you'd cooperate.
Not sure you'd come clean.

And I wish to feel smaller
under your sheets.
I wish for the whole truth
every time you speak.
And I'm thinkin' about how you care half as much for me
As I watch you arrive, smoke cigarettes, sleep.

And I guess it doesn't matter what I say or what I seem
You stuck what I felt for you in the pocket of your jeans.
Ignoring me the morning after isn't enough
and I swear I'm going to cry.
I'm sick of tryin' to be tough.

Yeah, I swear I'm gonna cry.
I'm sick of tryin' to be tough.

And my blood won't stick
To the confines of my veins.
And your heart
Is gonna tear mine away.

Is gonna tear mine away

 

So
So you think you can tell
Heaven from hell
Blue skies from pain
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail
A smile from a veil
Do you think you can tell?

Did they get you to trade
Your heroes for ghosts
Hot ashes for trees
Hot air for the cool breeze
Cold comfort for change
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.

 

lenny kravitz:let love rule-love is gentle as a rose-and love can conquer any war-it's time to take a stand-brothers and sisters join hands--we got to let love rule-let love rule--love transcends all space and time-and love can make a little child smile-can't you see this won't go wrong-but we got to be strong-we can't do it alone--we got to let love rule-let love rule--

 

High noon, oh I'd sell my soul for water
Nine years worth of breakin' my back
There's no sun in the shadow of the wizard
See how he glides, why he's lighter than air?
Oh I see his face!

Where is your star?
Is it far, is it far, is it far?
When do we leave?
I believe, yes, I believe

In the heat and the rain
With the whips and chains
To see him fly
So many die
We built a tower of stone
With our flesh and bone
Just to see him fly
But don't know why
Now where do we go?

Hot wind, moving fast across the desert
We feel that our time has arrived
The world spins, while we put his dream together
A tower of stone to take him straight to the sky
Oh I see his face!

Where is your star?
Is it far, is it far, is it far?
When do we leave?
Hey, I believe, I believe

In the heat and the rain
With the whips and chains
Just to see him fly
Too many die
We built a tower of stone
With our flesh and bone
To see him fly
But we don't know why
Ooh, now where do we go

All eyes see the figure of the wizard
As he climbs to the top of the world
No sound, as he falls instead of rising
Time standing still, then there's blood on the sand
Oh I see his face!

Where was your star?
Was it far, was it far
When did we leave?
We believed, we believed, we believed

 

One good thing about music
When it hits you, you feel no pain
One good thing about music
When it hits you, you feel OK
So hit me with music

-Bob Marley

 

'Sandal mo sana
Ang ulo mo sa unan
Katawan mo ay
Aking kukumotan
Mga problema'y
Iyong malilimutan
Habang tayo'y magkayakap sa dilim

Huwag mong pigilin
Kung nais mapaluha
Pakiramdam mo
Sana'y guminhawa
Kung gusto mo ay
Magsigarilyo muna
Bago tayo'y magkayakap sa dilim

Heto na ang pinakahihintay natin
Heto na tayo magkayakap sa dilim
O kay sarap ng mga nakaw na sandali
Habang tayo'y magkayakap sa dilim

Halika na at
Sumiping ka sa kama
Lasapin natin
Ang ating pagsasama
Sa 'ting pag-ibig
Tayo ay umasa
Habang tayo'y magkayakap sa dilim

 

Marginal Man ----Song lyrics

Defined against the mainstream
Of the average middle class dream
I stand outside a marginal man
Due to social caste confusion and the commonplace delusion
I am designated ‘marginal man’.
But the popular perception based on mutual deception
That makes of me a marginal man
Is surely not my self conception wherewith casual reception
They call me ‘Mr. Marginal Man’.
But wait a minute this is not the way I want to be.
Don’t want to be a prisoner in the land of liberty
Our fathers fought to found a land of real equality;
Yet I’m locked out on the Margin, but not only me.

Where some people are excluded and others aren’t included
They are people in a marginal land
Due to nominal dividers they are marginal outsiders
To the margins they’re excluded and damned.
And they’re no more than statistics in the corporate logistics
Disregarded as a marginal brand
Anonymous and faceless, creedless, colorless and raceless
In the modern void of marginal man.

But wait a minute isn’t this America the free?
Aren’t we guaranteed a place to live and love and be?
Human beings everywhere need real dignity;
Instead in my perplexity I’m only free…
To stand out on the margins
Outside looking in
For all my days I’ll merely be
A peripheral citizen…Just a marginal man.

Even when I vote I’m voiceless;
Even though I choose I’m choiceless
Just a mediocre marginal man
Because the giant corporations are controlling legislation
And they’ve labeled me ‘a marginal man’
So I suffer the depression of political oppession
Postmodern fate of marginal man
And though I really have no power I’m just waiting for the hour
I finally take a marginal stand.

But wait a minute isn’t this a commonwealth of good?
And isn’t this a place where human rights are understood
Where people live in harmony of brothersisterhood.
And yet I am as marginal as Robin Hood!

Because the capital presumption is conspicuous consumption
Far exceeding all supply on demand.
And the world that runs on credit
Takes for granted being indebted
'Till you’re bankrupt on the ninety day plan.
So the people on the margins are not able to be chargin’
So they sit with empty marginal hands.
And they cannot find enjoyment due to massive unemployment
Coz no one will hire the marginal man.

But wait a minute, isn’t this America the free?
Free to choose between prosperity and poverty?
But the privilege of wealth and power pervert reality
And the dollar and the cent control democracy

So the rich keep getting richer,
And the poor keep getting poor,
By economic definition of this one thing I’m sure
To be a marginal man, just a marginal man

 

I got the feeling that something ain't right
I'm so scared in case I fall of my chair
And I'm wonderin how I'll get down the stairs
Theives to to the left of me, jokers to the right
Here I am, stuck in the middle with you

 

No One Came by Deep Purple

Maybe it's because Im only starting
That I think it won't take too long
Maybe it's because I can see you laughing
That I think you've got it wrong
Maybe I could be like robin hood
Like and outlaw dressed all in green
Someone said what's he gonna turn out like
And someone else said never mind

Well I was big and bold and more than twice as old
As all the cats I'd ever seen
I grew my hair and bought a suit
Of shiny white or was it cream
I shook and shivered danced and quivered
And stood on a mountain top
No one came from miles around and said
Man your music is really hot

Well I knew what they meant because I was a freak
My throat was tired and worn
My pretty face just looked out of place
As they poured on the scorn

I wrote on yellow paper from a man who was the king
He said my boy we'll have some crazy scenes
There weren't any scenes at all like he was talkin' about
He must've been the king of queens

Well I could write a million songs about the things I've done
But I could never sing them so they'd never get sung
There's a law for the rich and one for the poor
And there's another one for singers

It's die young and live much longer
Spend your money and sit and wonder
No one came for miles around
And said man your music is really funky

Well I believe that I must tell the truth
And say things as they really are
But if I told the truth and nothing but the truth
Could I ever be a star?

Nobody knows who's real and whos fakin'
Everyone's shouting out loud
It's only the glitter and shine that gets through
Where's my robin hood outfit?

Well I've come and I've gone before you wink an eye
And no one even cared enought to say goodbye
The money's good and the times you have
Fun and games galore
But you spend your money and lie in bed forgotten
And you wonder what you did it for

No one came from miles around
And said man who's he?

 

Some folks say smoking herb is a crime,​

if they catch you smokin they're bound to drop the dime​

Insufferable informal crazy fools ​

wait with their fingers crossed for you to break the rules​

​

And in the evening when we try to jam,​

we like the music loud in this here band​

We let the bass line drop as loud as we can stand​

Somebody always gotta turn informal for the man​

​

I want to know right now​

is there one of you in the crowd?​

are you gonna call 911 and spoil all of my fun?​

You crazy fool​

​

i'm in the mood​

Get ready ​

​

come on now, load up the bong, crank up the song,​

let the informa call 911​

And when security police force want to arrive​

Don't try to run, don't try to hide​

just pull out the .9 pop in the clip​

and let one slip into these crazy fools​

 

People are strange
When you're a stranger
Faces look ugly
When you're alone

Women seem wicked
When you're unwanted
Streets are uneven
When you're gone

When you're strange
Faces come out of the rain
When you're strange
No one remembers your name

When you're strange
When you're strange
When you're

Strange.

 

Groovatron

"Your minds your navigator
Your pilots your soul
To get where your heading , you have to let go....
Woah-Oh...You'll never find your way if your wrapped up in the past...
Then, forget about today......
Woah-Oh.........."

One more for fun.........

"Bob was walking thru the street
using both of his feet
but not his eyes
so to his suprise
HE DIED
it's all over for bob
well, thats the end of bob
now he's just a blob
upon, the pavement
bob, he lived a normal life
w/ a normal wife
and couple of kids
to do his bidding
like mow the lawn
or wash the car
which was a sabb
but not the turbo
it's all over for bob
it don't believe in god
he used to drive a sabb
but not the turbo
bob he wanted to see the world
but then he found a girl
and she tied him down
cause he knocked her up
so he stayed in town
and he fucked up
bob he cheated on his wife
and his taxes too
since 1992
well noone ever knew
but hedid
bob he wet to church religiously
and he lived prestigiously pagan
in the eyes of men
but god he knew
that bob was screwed
he never really
not worth
what did he live for
now he's seen a different eyes
w/ lucifer
HAIL SATIN
It's all over for bob
don't believe in god
wait did i say god
thats the end of bob..."

 

In Dexter's laboratory
He's the smartest boy
You've ever seen
But Didi blows his experiments
To smithereens

There is doom and gloom
When things go boom

IN DEXTER'S LAB!

*I really don't know why I suddenly thought of this song

 

Lost am I in this world of timelessness and woe
Can I find the doorways through which I must go
Is the key to this plane too much for me to try to gain
Is the passport to this world my astral soul?

7 signs rode on 7 stars, 7 ways to find the long lost bards
7 days became 7 years, while Pocus laughed and called foul jeers
7 times he cursed the 7 tears, each one became their 7 fears
What is lost is never gained again, I've cast the spell that eternity chained
No more to cry o' mortal soul, the astral path is now your fortuitous role.

Lost am I in this world of timelessness and woe
Can I find the doorways through which I must go
Is the key to this plane too much for me to try to gain
Is the passport to this world my astral soul?

 

Lines form on my face and hands lines form from the ups and downs
I'm in the middle without any plans I'm a boy and I'm a man
I'm eighteen and I don't know what I want eighteen I just don't know what I want
Eighteen I gotta get away I gotta get out of this place I'll go runnin' in outer space oh yeah
I got a baby's brain and an old man's heart took eighteen years to get this far
Don't always know what I'm talkin' about feels like I'm livin' in the middle of doubt
'cause I'm eighteen I get confused every day eighteen I just don't know what to say eighteen I gotta get away
Whoa lines form on my face and my hands lines form on the left and right
I'm in the middle the middle of life I'm a boy and I'm a man
I'm eighteen and I like it yes I like it oh I like it love it like it love it
Eighteen eighteen eighteen eighteen and I like it

 

Can you picture what will be
So limitless and free
Desperately in need...of some...stranger's hand
In a...desperate land
Lost in a Roman...wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane
All the children are insane
Waiting for the summer rain, yeah
There's danger on the edge of town
Ride the King's highway, baby
Weird scenes inside the gold mine
Ride the highway west, baby
Ride the snake, ride the snake
To the lake, the ancient lake, baby
The snake is long, seven miles
Ride the snake...he's old, and his skin is cold
The west is the best
The west is the best
Get here, and we'll do the rest
The blue bus is callin' us
The blue bus is callin' us
Driver, where you taken' us