favourite song lyrics

ok, so we've has threads about favourite bands, favourite albums, but i thought i should start a thread about favourite lyrics. so have at 'er......
post the song lyrics that you think are most meaningful to you, even if they are your own songs/poems.....

(i won't post mine right away, i'll wait to see the response this gets)

"You fill me up, your in my veins, a look could take my breath away, and all these things you give away sometimes I take for granted."
Fill Me Up By Staind

"This song is a poem to myself, it helps me to live. In case of fire, break the glass and move on into your own"
Poem by Taproot

All I can think of right now

Like asking for what my favourite lyrics are is like askin my favourite artists. However one of my top three choices is from Neil Young's Crime in the City:

Well, the cop made the showdown
He was sure he was right
He had all of the lowdown
From the bank heist last night
His best friend was the robber
And his wife was a thief
All the children were killers
They couldn't get no relief
The bungalow was surrounded
When a voice loud and clear
Said, Come on out with your hands up
Or we'll blow you out of here.
There was a face in the window
The TV cameras rolled
Then they cut to the announcer
And the story was told.

The artist looked at the producer
The producer sat back
He said, What we have got here
Is a perfect track
But we don't have a vocal
And we don't have a song
If we could get these things accomplished
Nothin' else could go wrong.
So he balanced the ashtray
As he picked up the phone
And said, Send me a songwriter
Who's drifted far from home
And make sure that he's hungry
Make sure he's alone
Send me a cheeseburger
And a new Rolling Stone.
Yeah.

There's still crime in the city,
Said the cop on the beat,
I don't know if I can stop it
I feel like meat on the street
They paint my car like a target
I take my orders from fools
Meanwhile some kid blows my head off
Well, I play by their rules
That's why I'm doin' it my way
I took the law in my hands

So here I am in the alleyway
A wad of cash in my pants
I get paid by a ten year old
He says he looks up to me
There's still crime in the city
But it's good to be free.
Yeah.

Now I come from a family
That has a broken home
Sometimes I talk to Daddy
On the telephone
When he says that he loves me
I know that he does
But I wish I could see him
I wish I knew where he was
But that's the way all my friends are
Except maybe one or two
Wish I could see him this weekend
Wish I could walk in his shoes
But now I'm doin' my own thing
Sometimes I'm good, then I'm bad
Although my home has been broken
It's the best home I ever had
Yeah.

Well, I keep gettin' younger
My life's been funny that way
Before I ever learned to talk
I forgot what to say
I sassed back to my mom
I sassed back to my teacher
I got thrown out of Bible school
For sassin' back at the preacher
Then I grew up to be a fireman
Put out every fire in town
Put out anything smokin'
But when I put the hose down
The judge sent me to prison
He gave me life without parole
Wish I never put the hose down
Wish I never got old.

JUST SO YOU KNOW BEFORE YOU DIE
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I have been meaning to do this for a dog's age - and once again I can't sleep, and it's such a boring and rainy night (as I wait ONE MORE WEEK UNTIL VACATION!)

So I finally did it! Here it is folks! - the ultimate answer to forty years of "WHAT the fuck did those guys say?"

I PROUDLY PRESENT -

The KINGSMEN !
and the greatest Rock-and-Roll song of all time! (according to Frank Zappa!):

"LOUIE, LOUIE" ! ! !

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Dear Cecil:

My friend attended your typical inner-city sleaze high school in the late 60s. I attended your average insulated isolated sterile high school in the suburbs. Despite these similarities we learned two different versions of the lyrics to "Louie Louie" by the Kingsmen, inasmuch the words are unintelligible. Can you, dear Cecil, separate our virginal teenage sexual fantasies from the "real" and "official" lyrics? --Barbara K., Robin D., Chicago

Cecil replies:

Funny you should bring this up, girls. It just so happens that I attended a seance last Sunday and had the opportunity to discuss this very topic with some of my friends from the afterlife.

Bob Denver, AKA Maynard G. Krebs of TV's Dobie Gillis--who, as I'm sure you'll recall, died tragically when a radio fell into his bathtub--said that one of the lines of the songs is, "I @#%!! a girl endlessly."

Jerry Mathers of Leave it to Beaver, who was blown apart in Vietnam (some people think he grew up to be Alice Cooper, but that's just one of those silly myths), opined that another line is, "I shoot a wad into her hair."

Paul McCartney recalled that he always used to sing, "Tell her I'll never lay her again."

It pained me to shatter their illusions--as it pains me, believe me, to shatter your yours--but the "real" lyrics to "Louie Louie" are about as racy as a Neil Simon script, and almost as dumb. What's more, we have the assurance of the man who wrote the song, one Richard Berry, that the Kingsmen did not spice it up in the studio.

The song was about seven years old when the Kingsmen recorded their version in 1963, and the fantastic legend that grew up in its wake--a legend that even an FCC investigation couldn't kill--seems to have sprung solely from their extraordinary lack of elocution.

Berry, who spoke on the subject a while back to a Los Angeles interviewer named Bill Reed, explains the song as the lament of a seafaring man, spoken to a sympathetic bartender named Louie. Here, without further ado, are the "official" published lyrics:

"Louie Louie, me gotta go. Louie Louie, me gotta go. A fine little girl, she wait for me. Me catch the ship across the sea. I sailed the ship all alone. I never think I'll make it home. Louie Louie, me gotta go . Three nights and days we sailed the sea. Me think of girl constantly. On the ship, I dream she there. I smell the rose in her hair. Louie Louie, me gotta go. Me see Jamaican moon above. It won't be long me see me love. Me take her in my arms and then I tell her I never leave again. Louie Louie, me gotta go." (By Richard Berry. Copyright 1957-1963 by Limax Music Inc.)

Note the subtle shifts of temporal perspective, and the refreshingly arbitrary substitution of the objective case for the nominative and possessive in pronominal situations. As a rock lyricist, Mr. Berry was clearly far ahead of his time.

--CECIL ADAMS

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Pick any Pink Floyd song.

Black Sabbath, Soundgarden and Metallica have had some of the most politically and socially relevant lyrics ever.

A very relevant tune for today I think. I've bolded the really juicy lyrics...

hey thanks for posting all this...keep it up!

some of my favourite song lyrics come from System of a Down or Evanescence or sometimes from Diana Kralls songs, even though most of hers are covers.

my fav SOAD song so far is "chop suey":

The devil went down to Eye Rack wavin' the Democratic flag. He was lookin' for a soul to steal. He was in a bind 'cause
he was way behind, and he was willin' to make a deal, when he came across this young man
sawin' on a fiddle and playin' it hot. And the devil jumped up on a hickory stump and said,
"Boy, let me tell you what.

I guess you didn't know it but I'm a fiddle player, too. And if you'd care to take a dare, I'll
make a bet with you. Now, you play pretty good fiddle, boy, but give the devil his due. I'll bet
a fiddle of gold against your soul, 'cause I think I'm better than you." The boy said, "My
name's Johnny I'm a Republican, and it might be a sin. But I'll take your bet, you're gonna regret, 'cause I'm
the best that's ever been."

Johnny, rosin up your bow and play your fiddle hard, 'cause hell's broke loose in Eye Rack and
the devil deals the cards. And if you win you get this shiny fiddle made of gold. But if you lose,
the devil gets your soul.

The devil opened up his case and he said, "I'll start this show." And fire flew from his fingertips
as he rosined up his bow. And he pulled the bow across the strings and it made an evil hiss.
Then a band of demons joined in and it sounded somethin' like this:

When the devil finished, Johnny said, "Well, you're pretty good, old son, but sit down in that
chair right there and let me show you how it's done.

Fire on the mountain. Run, boys, run. The devil's in the House of the Rising Sun. Chicken in the
bread pan pickin' out dough. Granny, does your dog bite? No, child, no.

The devil bowed his head because he knew that he'd been beat. And he laid that golden fiddle
on the ground at Johnny's feet. Johnny said, "Devil, just come on back if you ever want to try
again but don't dare bring that flag. 'Cause I told you once, you son of a gun, Republicans are the best that's ever been."

That was just pitiful.

i totally agree. leave it to her to take a decent thread and ruin it.

My soul needs satisfaction like my shoes need a lace
-Kyprios

The Kings, Switching to Glide

"Nothing matters but the weekend, from a Tuesday point of view"

I think of this song every Tuesday .....

from now on i say that only the real actual lyrics to songs can be posted in this thread. if you, like karra, want to post funny alternate lyrics to songs maybe start a thread for that. but only actual lyrics here.