To reiterate the main point of this thread. NOt menat to be a song of the day thread, not even necessarily the best or your favorite lyrics (although it could be for those too), just some random song lyrics that catch your attention.

I'll start off with a stanza from "Shreds of Boa" by The Presidents of the United States of America.

It was the second line that made me chuckle today...

Check out all the star-struck ramblers
Littering the dance floor with Scorpions and Sting
Here come all the ruby-studded hap'ners
Everybody came and destroyed everything

i persomally like this very heavy and typically miserable line from fish...

I touch the dream,I hold the dream,I held the dream...

"Its a desperate game we play,
Throw our souls, our lives, away.
Wounds that can't be mended
And debts that can't be paid.
Oh, I played and I got stung,
Now I'm biting back my tongue
And I'm sweeping out the footprints where I strayed."

"Keep Your Distance" - Richard Thompson

Its amazing to me that he could sum up something so large and so overwhelming in two short stanzas. That last line chokes me up sometimes.

...here's an old fave of mine...

My brother knows Karl Marx
He met him eating mushrooms in the public park
He said: "What do you think of my manifesto?"
"I like your manifesto, put it to the testo"
Took me down to meet the anarchist party
Met a groovy guy, he was arty farty
Said: "I know a little Latin, a kissen an a kai
Said: "I dunno what it means", I said: "Neither do I"
Eat natural food baked twice daily
Fill your nostrils up with gravy
Don't drink tea and don't drink coffee
Cover your chin in Yorkshire toffee

Dancing in the disco, bumper to bumper
Wait a minute:
"Where's me jumper? Where's me jumper? Where's me jumper?"

I know I had it on when I had my tea
And I'm sure I had it on in the lavatory

Pure new wool and perfect stitches
Not the type of jumper that makes you itch, oh no

Dancing in the disco, go go go
Dancing in the disco, oh no, oh no, oh no
Dancing in the disco, go go go
Dancing in the disco, oh no, oh no

Dancing in the disco, bumper to bumper
Wait a minute:
"Where's me jumper? Where's me jumper? Where's me jumper?
Where's me jumper? Where's me jumper?"

Sultans of Ping FC - Where's me Jumper?

more like random chant, can't get it out of me head

I stay on the run
Let me out
Let me be gone
In the world's beat up road sign
I saw new history of time
New history of... ti-di-di-di-di ti-di-di-di-di ti-di-di-di-di ti-di-di-di-di -OH!
Ti-di-di-di-di ti-di-di-di-di ti-di-di-di-di ti-di-di-di-di -OH!
Ti-di-di-di-di ti-di-di-di-di ti-di-di-di-di ti-di-di-di-di -OH!
Ti-di-di-di-di ti-di-di-di-di ti-di-di-di-di ti-di-di-di-di -OH!


Wanderlust King by Gogol Bordello


the only regret I had about going to see my family on vacation last week was that I missed a Gogol Bordello concert in Milwaukee.

the song of an excellent band that's been together for over 7 years with little mass recognition.

Opportunity is winding down,
no one hears you when you're in your 30's now
cause gravity can only pull you down
there's no shame in desperation.

"Success, Success"
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from upcoming album Fame By Proxy

Carla the stripper, straight from L.A.
You seem cool for a naked chick in a booth
Let's be pals someday
in other words...
Put some clothes on and call me.

PUSA - "Stranger"

Cain got a milk-eyed mule from the auction
Abel got a telephone
And even the last of the blue-eyed babies know
That the burning man is the color of the end of day
And how every tongue that gets bit always has another word to say

Cain bought a blade from some witch at the window
Abel bought a bag of weed
And even the last of the brown-eyed babies see
That the cartoon king has a tattoo of a bleeding heart
There ain’t a penthouse Christian wants the pain of the scab, but they all want the scar
How every mouth sings of what it’s without so we all sing of love
And how it ain’t one dog who’s good at fucking and denying who he’s thinking of

Cain heard a cat tumble limp off the rooftop
Abel heard his papa pray
And even the last of the black-eyed babies say
That every saint has a chair you can borrow and a church to sell
That the wind blows cold across the back of the master and the kitchen help
There’s a big pile of innocent bones still holding up the garden wall
And it was always the broken hand we learned to lean on after all
How God knows if Christ came back he would find us in a poker game
After finding out the drugs were all free but they won't let you out the door again


Innocent Bones by Iron And Wine

I usually try to avoid posting whole song lyrics in this thread, but it's such a freaky little story...

"Heretic Pride" - The Mountain Goats

Well they come and pull me from my house
And they drag my body through the streets
And the sun’s so hot I think I’ll catch fire and burn up
in the summer air so moist and sweet

And the people all come out to cheer
Rocks in the pathway break my skin
And there’s honeysuckle on the faint breeze today
With every breath I’m drawing in

I want to cry out but I don’t scream and I don’t shout
And I feel so proud to be alive
And I feel so proud to when the reckoning arrives

Crowds grow denser by the second
As we near the center of the town
And they dig a trench right in the main square right there
And they pick me up and throw me down

And I start laughing like a child
And I mark their faces one by one
Transfigurations gonna come for me at last
And I will burn hotter than the sun

I waited so long and now I taste jasmine on my tongue
And I feel so proud to be alive
And I feel so proud when the reckoning arrives

She looked good
In the available light
She was somebody’s Saturday night
She said it ain’t wrong
But it’s not quite right
Guess it’s somebody’s Saturday night

- Somebody's Saturday Night (Walter Becker & Larry Klein)

If only I was sure
That my head on the door
Was a dream.

But when I do the fan dance
I'm firecracker lightning
I burn with no trace up in the cold sky
I am broken open
Waiting for inventions
Of light that see through to love

"Fan Dance"
-Sam Phillips

If he wasn't such an amazing songwriter, Robyn Hitchcock could certainly earn a living as an author of note (just read any of the short stories that appear in some of his album liners). As a matter of fact, he has been working on a book for a few years now and when it finally sees the light of day I'll be first in line...
Here's a verse from 'Vibrating' from 1988's Globe of Frogs:

And in an adoring pose he shriveled up and died
Until his bones were stems upon the grass they dried
And made an alphabet of white upon the green
And it was beautiful and some would say obscene

-mk-

I am this great, unstable
mass of blood and foam
And no one in her right mind
would make her home my home
My heart’s an autoclave

Autoclave- The Mountain Goats

You say what about the meek?
I say they've got a bloody cheek

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