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  1. #51
    Tom Waits wrote a lot of great lyrics and one-liners that I try to use when I can, my favourites are “His wife was a used piece of spent jet trash” and “Colder than a well digger’s ass”.

    Jon.

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    2 from John Prine

    Hello in there

    We had an apartment in the city
    And me and Loretta liked living there
    Well, it'd been years since the kids had grown
    A life of their own
    And left us alone

    John and Linda live in Omaha
    And Joe is somewhere on the road
    We lost Davy in the Korean War
    And I still don't know what for
    Don't matter anymore

    You know that old trees just grow stronger
    And old rivers grow wilder every day
    Old people just grow lonesome
    Waiting for someone to say
    "Hello in there, hello"


    Spanish Pipedream


    She was a level-headed dancer on the road to alcohol
    And I was just a soldier on my way to Montreal
    Well, she pressed her chest against me
    About the time the jukebox broke
    Yeah, she gave me a peck on the back of the neck
    And these are the words she spoke

    Blow up your TV, throw away your paper
    Go to the country, build you a home
    Plant a little garden, eat a lot of peaches
    Try and find Jesus on your own

    Well, I sat there at the table and I acted real naive
    For I knew that topless lady had something up her sleeve
    Well, she danced around the bar room and she did the hoochy-coo
    Yeah, she sang her song all night long, tellin' me what to do


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    We need a bit of balance here.........

    You could hear the hoof beats pound as they raced across the ground,
    And the clatter of the wheels as they spun 'round and 'round.
    And he galloped into market street, his badge upon his chest,
    His name was Ernie, and he drove the fastest milk cart in the west.


    Now Ernie loved a widow, a lady known as Sue,
    She lived all alone in Lily Lane at number 22.
    They said she was too good for him, she was haughty, proud and chic,
    But Ernie got his cocoa there three times every week.
    They called him Ernie, (Ernieeeeeeeeeee)
    And he drove the fastest milk cart in the west.


    She said she'd like to bathe in milk, he said, "All right, sweetheart, "
    And when he'd finished work one night he loaded up his cart.
    He said, "D'you want it pasturize? 'Cause pasturize is best, "
    She says, "Ernie, I'll be happy if it comes up to my chest."
    That tickled old Ernie, (Ernieeeeeeeeeee)
    And he drove the fastest milk cart in the west.


    Now Ernie had a rival, an evil-looking man,
    Called Two-Ton Ted from Teddington and he drove the baker's van.
    He tempted her with his treacle tarts and his tasty wholemeal bread,
    And when she seen the size of his hot meat pies it very near turned her head.
    She nearly swooned at his macaroon and he said, "If you treat me right,
    You'll have hot rolls every morning and crumpets every night."
    He knew once she sampled his layer cake he'd have his wicked way,
    And all Ernie had to offer was a pint of milk a day.
    Poor Ernie, (Ernieeeeeeeeeee)
    And he drove the fastest milk cart in the west.


    One lunch time Ted saw Ernie's horse and cart outside her door,
    It drove him mad to find it was still there at half past four.
    And as he lept down from his van hot blood through his veins did course,
    And he went across to Ernie's cart and didn't half kick his 'orse.
    Whose name was Trigger, (Triggerrrrrrrr)
    And he pulled the fastest milk cart in the west.


    Now Ernie rushed out into the street, his gold top in his hand,
    He said, "If you wanna marry Susie you'll fight for her like a man."
    "Oh why don't we play cards for her?" he sneeringly replied,
    "And just to make it interesting we'll have a shilling on the side."
    Now Ernie dragged him from his van and beneath the blazing sun,
    They stood there face to face, and Ted went for his bun.
    But Ernie was too quick, things didn't go the way Ted planned,
    And a strawberry-flavoured yogurt sent it spinning from his hand.


    Now Susie ran between them and tried to keep them apart,
    And Ernie, he pushed her aside and a rock cake caught him underneath his heart.
    And he looked up in pained surprise and the concrete hardened crust,
    Of a stale pork pie caught him in the eye and Ernie bit the dust.
    Poor Ernie, (Ernieeeeeeeeeee)
    And he drove the fastest milk cart in the west.


    Ernie was only 52, he didn't wanna die,
    And now he's gone to make deliveries in that milk round in the sky.
    Where the customers are angels and ferocious dogs are banned,
    And the milkman's life is full of fun in that fairy, dairy land.


    But a woman's needs are many fold and soon she married Ted,
    But strange things happened on their wedding night as they lay in their bed.
    Was that the trees a-rustling? Or the hinges of the gate?
    Or Ernie's ghostly gold tops a-rattling in their crate?


    They won't forget Ernie, (Ernieeeeeeeeee)
    And he drove the fastest milk cart in the west.
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    Quote Originally Posted by Thewatchbloke View Post
    And who could forget Pink Floyd's Time.


    Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
    You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way
    Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
    Waiting for someone or something to show you the way

    Tired of lying in the sunshine
    Staying home to watch the rain
    And you are young and life is long
    And there is time to kill today
    And then one day you find
    Ten years have got behind you
    No one told you when to run
    You missed the starting gun

    And you run, and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking
    Racing around to come up behind you again
    The sun is the same in a relative way, but you're older
    Shorter of breath and one day closer to death

    Every year is getting shorter
    Never seem to find the time
    Plans that either come to naught
    Or half a page of scribbled lines
    Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
    The time is gone
    The song is over
    Thought I'd something more to say

    Home, home again
    I like to be here when I can
    When I come home cold and tired
    It's good to warm my bones beside the fire
    Far away across the field
    The tolling of the iron bell
    Calls the faithful to their knees
    To hear the softly spoken magic spells
    That was the one I was going to post. Resonates more the older I get. Hard to believe DSOTM is over fifty years old now!

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    One day up near Salinas, Lord, I let him slip away
    He's lookin' for that home, and I hope he finds it
    But, I'd trade all of my tomorrows, for one single yesterday
    To be holdin' Bobby's body next to mine


    From ‘Me and Bobby McGee’
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    My yesterdays are all boxed up and neatly put away
    But every now and then you come to mind
    'Cause you were always waiting to be picked to play the game
    But when your name was called, you found a place to hide
    When you knew that I was always on your side



    From ‘Always on your side’ by Sheryl Crow

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    If you want to happy for the rest of your life

    Never make a pretty woman your wife

    So from a personal point of view

    Get an ugly girl to marry you

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    I could put all of Springsteen's The River, but this single verse encapsulates the whole beaten-down rustbelt feel. If you've ever visited Johnstown - I did, as much because I'm a Springsteen fan as anything else - you can absolutely understand the Trump voters. Reminds me of Tyneside in the 80s and 90s.


    I got a job working construction

    For the Johnstown Company
    But lately there ain't been much work
    On account of the economy
    Now all them things that seemed so important
    Well mister they vanished right into the air
    Now I just act like I don't remember
    Mary acts like she don't care

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    In The Living Years

    Much to think about and ponder in these lyrics. Especially at this time of year.

    https://genius.com/Mike-the-mechanic...g-years-lyrics

    Jim

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    It's really the one line "Seems I'm not alone at being alone" which really made me think as a young'un.

    Walked out this morning, don’t believe what I saw

    A hundred billion bottles washed up on the shore
    Seems I’m not alone at being alone
    A hundred billion castaways looking for a home

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    I would've liked you to have been deep frozen too
    And waiting still as fresh in your flesh for my return to Earth
    But your father refused to sign the forms to freeze you
    Let's see you'd be about 60 now
    And long dead by the time I return to Earth
    My time held dreams were full of you
    As you were when I left, still underage
    Your android replica is playing up again, it's no joke
    When she comes she moans Another's name

    I am a clone, I am not alone
    Every fiber of my flesh and bone is identical to the others
    Everything I say is in the same tone
    As my test tube brother's voice there is no choice between us
    If you had ever seen us you'd rejoice in your uniqueness
    And consider every weakness something special of your own
    Being a clone I have no flaws to identify
    Even this doggerel that pours from my pen
    Has just been written by another twenty telepathic men
    Oh, word for word, it says:
    "Oh, for the wings of any bird, other than a battery hen"
    Last edited by hogthrob; 13th December 2024 at 15:45.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Longblackcoat View Post
    I could put all of Springsteen's The River, but this single verse encapsulates the whole beaten-down rustbelt feel. If you've ever visited Johnstown - I did, as much because I'm a Springsteen fan as anything else - you can absolutely understand the Trump voters. Reminds me of Tyneside in the 80s and 90s.
    #post21 for full song!

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    Two verses near the end of Zager and Evans' In the Year 2525:

    In the year 9595
    I'm kinda wonderin' if man is gonna be alive
    He's taken everything this old earth can give
    And he ain't put back nothing

    Now it's been ten thousand years
    Man has cried a billion tears
    For what, he never knew, now man's reign is through
    But through eternal night, the twinkling of starlight
    So very far away, maybe it's only yesterday


    Although at our current pace, 9595 will be more like 2095.

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    Snow Patrol- Chocolate
    This could be the very minute
    I'm aware I'm alive
    All these places feel like home

    With a name I'd never chosen
    I can make my first steps
    As a child of 25

    This is the straw, final straw in the
    Roof of my mouth as I lie to you
    Just because I'm sorry doesn't mean
    I didn't enjoy it at the time

    And

    The Smiths - Heaven knows im miserable now
    I was happy in the haze of a drunken hour
    But heaven knows I'm miserable now

    I was looking for a job, and then I found a job
    And heaven knows I'm miserable now

    In my life
    Why do I give valuable time
    To people who don't care if I live or die?


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    Quote Originally Posted by alas58 View Post
    A Lapdance is so much better when the stripper is crying - The Bloodhound Gang. Do not listen if easily offended.

    or

    Too drunk to f**k - by Nouvelle Vague

    or a nice one
    Rainbow Sleeves - by Rickie Lee Jones
    There are so many by Nouvelle Vogue. The clash songs too. I think they’re on tour soon .


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    Gentlemen, jack up your hifi or headphones and give this a play.

    Tom Waits - He’ll broke Luce

    I had a good home but I left
    I had a good home but I left, right, left
    That big fucking bomb made me deaf, deaf
    A Humvee mechanic put his Kevlar on wrong
    I guarantee you'll meet up with a suicide bomb
    Hell broke Luce
    Hell broke Luce
    Big fucking ditches in the middle of the road
    You pay a hundred dollars just for fillin' in the hole
    Listen to the general every goddamn word
    How many ways can you polish up a turd
    Left, right, left, left, right
    Left, right
    Hell broke Luce
    Hell broke Luce
    Hell broke Luce
    How is it that the only ones responsible for making this mess
    Got their sorry asses stapled to a goddamn desk
    Hell broke Luce
    Hell broke Luce
    Left, right, left
    What did you do before the war?
    I was a chef, I was a chef
    What was your name?
    It was Jeff, Jeff
    I lost my buddy and I wept, wept
    I come down from the meth
    So I slept, slept
    I had a good home but I left, left
    Pantsed at the wind for a joke
    I pranced right in with the dope
    Glanced at her shin she said nope
    Left, right, left
    Nimrod Bodfish have you any wool
    Get me another body bag, the body bag's full
    My face was scorched, scorched
    I miss my home I miss my porch, porch
    Left, right, left
    Can I go home in March? March
    My stanch was a chin full of soap
    That rancid dinner with the Pope
    Left, right, left
    Kelly Presutto got his thumbs blown off
    Sergio's developing a real bad cough
    Sergio's developing a real bad cough
    And hell broke luce
    Hell broke Luce
    Hell broke Luce
    Boom went his head away
    And boom went Valerie huh
    What the hell was it that the president said?
    Give him a beautiful parade instead
    Left, right, left
    When I was over here I never got to vote
    I left my arm in my coat
    My mom she died and never wrote
    We sat by the fire and ate a goat
    Just before he died he had a toke
    Now I'm home and I'm blind
    And I'm broke
    What is next

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    Could people please also include the song title…cheers

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    Was listening to Gil Scott-Heron while riding a bike earlier. I won't say this is one of my favourite lyrics, but it's a good one. EDIT for song title: Gun


    Brother man nowadays livin' in the ghetto
    Where the danger's sure enough real
    Well when he's out late at night
    If he's got his head on right
    I lay you 9 to 5 he's walking with steel

    Brother man says he's 'fraid of gangsters
    Messing with people just for fun
    He said, he don't want to be next
    He's got a family to protect
    So just last week he bought himself a gun

    Everybody got a pistol
    Everybody got a 45
    And the philosophy seems to be
    At least as near as I can see
    When the other folks give up theirs, I'll give up mine

    This is a violent civilisation
    If civilisation's where I am
    'Cause every channel that I stop on
    Got a different kind of cop on
    Killing them by the million for Uncle Sam
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    Elvis Costello: The Comedians (alternative lyrics)

    They say that you will always be the last to know
    They say that all that glitters is not gold
    It's not just that you're never coming back to me
    It's the bitter way that I was told

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    Mousse T banger from the last century, simpler times....



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    So horny
    I'm horny, horny, horny
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    So horny
    I'm horny, horny, horny tonight
    All night long, I'm horny
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    So horny
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    Horny, horny, horny
    So horny
    I'm horny, horny, horny tonight
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    Quote Originally Posted by xxnick1975 View Post
    Mousse T banger from the last century, simpler times....



    I'm horny
    Horny, horny, horny
    So horny
    I'm horny, horny, horny
    I'm horny
    Horny, horny, horny
    So horny
    I'm horny, horny, horny tonight
    All night long, I'm horny
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    All night long
    I'm horny, horny horny horny
    So horny
    I'm horny, horny, horny
    I'm horny
    Horny, horny, horny
    So horny
    I'm horny, horny, horny tonight
    I'm horny horny horny tonight
    I'm horny horny horny tonight

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    Surely this won’t be beaten…

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    Did he take the red pill or the blue pill?

    From the lyrics , I suspect it was the blue pill

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    I live alone, for many years
    Life is dull, everyday is gray
    Losing patience, sanity, and hair
    I would like to have a wife
    And the hope does not want to fade
    To find a partner
    Who is my equal
    No, there is no luck in sight

    Into my constantly open wound
    From the soul drips the blood
    The only comfort are small dogs
    A fine lady would be good
    A fine lady would be great
    I'm not demanding at all
    I'm not picky at all
    At the end of the story

    She doesn't have to be beautiful
    She doesn't have to be smart, no
    She doesn't have to be rich
    Not a model with long strides
    But with big tits

    Rammstein - Dicke Titten

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    Quote Originally Posted by FazerBoy View Post
    Surely this won’t be beaten…
    Somehow I'm reminded of Grinderman's wonderful No Pussy Blues

    My face is finished, my body's gone
    And I can't help but think standin' up here
    In all this applause and gazin' down
    At all the young and the beautiful
    With their questioning eyes
    That I must above all things love myself
    That I must above all things love myself
    That I must above all things love myself

    I saw a girl in the crowd
    I ran over I shouted out
    I asked if I could take her out
    But she said that she didn't want to

    I changed the sheets on my bed
    I combed the hairs across my head
    I sucked in my gut and still she said
    That she just didn't want to

    I read her Eliot, read her Yeats
    I tried my best to stay up late
    I fixed the hinges on her gate
    But still she just never wanted to

    I bought her a dozen snow-white doves
    I did her dishes in rubber gloves
    I called her honeybee, I called her love
    But she just still didn't want to
    She just never wants to
    Dammit!

    I sent her every type of flower
    I played a guitar by the hour
    I patted her revolting little chihuahua
    But still she just didn't want to

    I wrote a song with a hundred lines
    I picked a bunch of dandelions
    I walked her through the trembling pines
    But she just even then didn't want to

    She just never wants to
    I thought I'd try another tack
    I drank a litre of cognac
    I threw her down upon her back
    But she just laughed and said
    That she just didn't want to

    I thought I'd have another go
    I called her my little O
    I felt like Marcel Marceau
    Must feel when she said
    That she just never wanted to
    She just didn't want to

    I got the no pussy blues
    I got the no pussy blues
    I got the no pussy blues
    Damn, damn, woo

    No pussy blues
    I got the no pussy blues
    I got the no pussy blues
    I got the no pussy blues, woo

    Yeah, yeah, woo
    Don't just do something, sit there. - TNH

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    Go fetch me a milk shake, don’t forget the straw.

    Massive kudos if anyone can name the band and track.

    Pitch.

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    lyrics to live by-- my funeral song :-)
    how relevant today!! Accept certain inalienable truths
    Prices will rise, politicians will philander, you too, will get old



    everybody's free

    Ladies and gentlemen of the class of '99
    Wear sunscreen
    If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it
    A long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists
    Whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable
    Than my own meandering experience, I will dispense this advice now
    Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth, oh, never mind
    You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth
    Until they've faded, but trust me, in 20 years, you'll look back
    At photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now
    How much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked
    You are not as fat as you imagine
    Don't worry about the future
    Or worry, but know that worrying
    Is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing Bubble gum
    The real troubles in your life
    Are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind
    The kind that blindsides you at 4 p.m. on some idle Tuesday
    Do one thing every day that scares you
    Saying, don't be reckless with other people's hearts
    Don't put up with people who are reckless with yours
    Floss
    Don't waste your time on jealousy
    Sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind
    The race is long and in the end, it's only with yourself
    Remember compliments you receive, forget the insults
    If you succeed in doing this, tell me how
    Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements
    Stretch
    Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life
    The most interesting people I know
    Didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives
    Some of the most interesting 40-year-olds I know still don't
    Get plenty of calcium
    Be kind to your knees
    You'll miss them when they're gone
    Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't
    Maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't
    Maybe you'll divorce at 40, maybe you'll dance the 'Funky Chicken'
    On your 75th wedding anniversary
    Whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself too much
    Or berate yourself either
    Your choices are half chance, so are everybody else's
    Enjoy your body, use it every way you can
    Don't be afraid of it or what other people think of it
    It's the greatest instrument you'll ever own
    Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but your own living room
    Read the directions even if you don't follow them
    Do not read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly
    Get to know your parents, you never know when they'll be gone for good
    Be nice to your siblings, they're your best link to your past
    And the people most likely to stick with you in the future
    Understand that friends come and go
    But a precious few, who should hold on
    Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle
    For as the older you get
    The more you need the people you knew when you were young
    Live in New York City once but leave before it makes you hard
    Live in northern California once but leave before it makes you soft
    Travel
    Accept certain inalienable truths
    Prices will rise, politicians will philander, you too, will get old
    And when you do, you'll fantasize that when you were young
    Prices were reasonable, politicians were noble
    And children respected their elders
    Respect your elders
    Don't expect anyone else to support you
    Maybe you have a trust fund, maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse
    But you never know when either one might run out
    Don't mess too much with your hair
    Or by the time you're 40 it will look 85
    Be careful whose advice you buy but be patient with those who supply it
    Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of fishing the past
    From the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts
    And recycling it for more than it's worth
    But trust me on the sunscreen

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    A much older cousin of mine had "My Boomerang won't come back" by Charlie Drake at his funeral!

    A lesson for us all, there...

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    Quote Originally Posted by mitch1956 View Post
    lyrics to live by-- my funeral song :-)
    how relevant today!! Accept certain inalienable truths
    Prices will rise, politicians will philander, you too, will get old



    everybody's free

    Ladies and gentlemen of the class of '99
    Wear sunscreen
    If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it
    A long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists
    Whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable
    Than my own meandering experience, I will dispense this advice now
    Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth, oh, never mind
    You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth
    Until they've faded, but trust me, in 20 years, you'll look back
    At photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now
    How much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked
    You are not as fat as you imagine
    Don't worry about the future
    Or worry, but know that worrying
    Is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing Bubble gum
    The real troubles in your life
    Are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind
    The kind that blindsides you at 4 p.m. on some idle Tuesday
    Do one thing every day that scares you
    Saying, don't be reckless with other people's hearts
    Don't put up with people who are reckless with yours
    Floss
    Don't waste your time on jealousy
    Sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind
    The race is long and in the end, it's only with yourself
    Remember compliments you receive, forget the insults
    If you succeed in doing this, tell me how
    Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements
    Stretch
    Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life
    The most interesting people I know
    Didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives
    Some of the most interesting 40-year-olds I know still don't
    Get plenty of calcium
    Be kind to your knees
    You'll miss them when they're gone
    Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't
    Maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't
    Maybe you'll divorce at 40, maybe you'll dance the 'Funky Chicken'
    On your 75th wedding anniversary
    Whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself too much
    Or berate yourself either
    Your choices are half chance, so are everybody else's
    Enjoy your body, use it every way you can
    Don't be afraid of it or what other people think of it
    It's the greatest instrument you'll ever own
    Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but your own living room
    Read the directions even if you don't follow them
    Do not read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly
    Get to know your parents, you never know when they'll be gone for good
    Be nice to your siblings, they're your best link to your past
    And the people most likely to stick with you in the future
    Understand that friends come and go
    But a precious few, who should hold on
    Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle
    For as the older you get
    The more you need the people you knew when you were young
    Live in New York City once but leave before it makes you hard
    Live in northern California once but leave before it makes you soft
    Travel
    Accept certain inalienable truths
    Prices will rise, politicians will philander, you too, will get old
    And when you do, you'll fantasize that when you were young
    Prices were reasonable, politicians were noble
    And children respected their elders
    Respect your elders
    Don't expect anyone else to support you
    Maybe you have a trust fund, maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse
    But you never know when either one might run out
    Don't mess too much with your hair
    Or by the time you're 40 it will look 85
    Be careful whose advice you buy but be patient with those who supply it
    Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of fishing the past
    From the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts
    And recycling it for more than it's worth
    But trust me on the sunscreen
    Breitling Cosmonaute 809 - What's not to like?

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    And if I could move I’d get my gun and put her in the ground.

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    Quote Originally Posted by hogthrob View Post
    I would've liked you to have been deep frozen too
    And waiting still as fresh in your flesh for my return to Earth
    But your father refused to sign the forms to freeze you
    Let's see you'd be about 60 now
    And long dead by the time I return to Earth
    My time held dreams were full of you
    As you were when I left, still underage
    Your android replica is playing up again, it's no joke
    When she comes she moans Another's name

    I am a clone, I am not alone
    Every fiber of my flesh and bone is identical to the others
    Everything I say is in the same tone
    As my test tube brother's voice there is no choice between us
    If you had ever seen us you'd rejoice in your uniqueness
    And consider every weakness something special of your own
    Being a clone I have no flaws to identify
    Even this doggerel that pours from my pen
    Has just been written by another twenty telepathic men
    Oh, word for word, it says:
    "Oh, for the wings of any bird, other than a battery hen"
    Great track from an underrated album. Brock at his finest or was it Calvert? I shall have to go and have a listen


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    "Bike" by Syd Barrett

    I've got a bike, you can ride it if you like
    It's got a basket, a bell that rings
    And things to make it look good
    I'd give it to you if I could, but I borrowed it

    You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world
    I'll give you anything, everything if you want things

    I've got a cloak it's a bit of a joke
    There's a tear up the front
    It's red and black, I've had it for months
    If you think it could look good, then I guess it should

    You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world
    I'll give you anything, everything if you want things

    I know a mouse, and he hasn't got a house
    I don't know why I call him Gerald
    He's getting rather old, but he's a good mouse

    You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world
    I'll give you anything, everything if you want things

    I've got a clan of gingerbread men
    Here a man, there a man, lots of gingerbread men
    Take a couple if you wish
    They're on the dish

    You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world
    I'll give you anything, everything if you want things

    I know a room of musical tunes
    Some rhyme, some ching, most of them are clockwork
    Let's go into the other room and make them work

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    A masterpiece from Nick Cave :

    Take a little walk to the edge of town
    And go across the tracks
    Where the viaduct looms
    Like a bird of doom
    As it shifts and cracks
    Where secrets lie in the border fires
    In the humming wires
    Hey man, you know
    You're never coming back
    Past the square, past the bridge
    Past the mills, past the stacks
    On a gathering storm comes
    A tall handsome man
    In a dusty black coat with
    A red right hand
    He'll wrap you in his arms
    Tell you that you've been a good boy
    He'll rekindle all the dreams
    It took you a lifetime to destroy
    He'll reach deep into the hole
    Heal your shrinking soul
    But there won't be a single thing
    That you can do
    He's a god, he's a man
    He's a ghost, he's a guru
    They're whispering his name
    Through this disappearing land
    But hidden in his coat
    Is a red right hand
    You don't have no money?
    He'll get you some
    You don't have no car?
    He'll get you one
    You don't have no self-respect
    You feel like an insect
    Well don't you worry buddy
    'cause here he comes
    Through the ghettos and the barrio
    And the bowery and the slum
    A shadow is cast wherever he stands
    Stacks of green paper in his
    Red right hand
    You'll see him in your nightmares
    You'll see him in your dreams
    He'll appear out of nowhere but
    He ain't what he seems
    You'll see him in your head
    On the TV screen
    And hey buddy, I'm warning
    You to turn it off
    He's a ghost, he's a god
    He's a man, he's a guru
    You're one microscopic cog
    In his catastrophic plan
    Designed and directed by
    His red right hand

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    I got a Molotov cocktail with a match to go
    I smoke my cigarette with style

    GnR Night Train

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    Strangelove, strange highs and strange lows
    Strangelove, that's how my love goes
    Strangelove, will you give it to me?

    Will you take the pain I will give to you
    Again and again and will you return it?

    Depeche Mode
    Strange Love

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    Skinny white sailor, the chances were slender
    The beauties were brief
    Shall I mourn your decline with some thunderbird wine
    And a black handkerchief?
    I miss your sad Virginia whisper
    I miss the voice that called my heart

    Sweet Gene Vincent
    Young and old and gone
    Sweet Gene Vincent

    Ian Dury and The Blockheads

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    Lots I could put here - including some already posted.

    This is from an earlier Springsteen song, Incident on 57th Street.


    Spanish Johnny drove in from the underworld last night
    With bruised arms and broken rhythm in a beat-up old Buick
    But dressed just like dynamite
    He tried sellin' his heart to the hard girls over on Easy Street
    But they sighed "Johnny it falls apart so easy
    And you know hearts these days are cheap"

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    Jim Croche wrote what I think is the best love song ever....

    If I could save time in a bottle
    The first thing that I'd like to do
    Is to save every day
    'Til eternity passes away
    Just to spend them with you

    If I could make days last forever
    If words could make wishes come true
    I'd save every day like a treasure and then
    Again, I would spend them with you

    But there never seems to be enough time
    To do the things you want to do
    Once you find them
    I've looked around enough to know
    That you're the one I want to go
    Through time with

    If I had a box just for wishes
    And dreams that had never come true
    The box would be empty
    Except for the memory
    Of how they were answered by you

    But there never seems to be enough time
    To do the things you want to do
    Once you find them
    I've looked around enough to know
    That you're the one I want to go
    Through time with




    Best Regards - Peter

    I'd hate to be with you when you're on your own.

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    In many a dark hour
    I’ve been thinkin’ about this
    That Jesus Christ
    Was betrayed by a kiss
    But I can’t think for you
    You’ll have to decide
    Whether Judas Iscariot
    Had God on his side.

    Bob Dylan - With God on Our Side
    Started out with nothing. Still have most of it left.

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    It has to be the Cheeky Girls for me, the way they effortlessly paint a picture in my mind :- Come and smile, don't be shy,
    Touch my bum, this is life,
    oooooohhhhhh.....
    Mmmmmm..cheeky cheeky,

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