Which Song Has Your Favorite Lyrics?

[Jarrod]

damnit! now i want to find my depeche mode cd you bastards! where is it!

 

 

damn...

[Disestabulistic]

I've become more of an instrumental person these days, but for really beautiful lyrics, MG of course, and peter gabriel (with genesis or solo), and bruce cockburn. I urge anyone who likes excellent petry to check him out.

[Shiri]

I'm currently addicted to Go Fly Blind, the lyrics are just great.

[trufflepig]

limp bizkit

[Guest apsham]

I would say that it changes, but at the current moment, I like how clever Panic! At The Disco is on only one release:

 

Build God, Then We'll Talk

 

It's these substandard motels

On the corner of 4th and Freemont Street

Appealing, only because they're just that unappealing

Any practiced Catholic would cross themselves upon entering

The rooms have a hint of asbestos

And maybe just a dash of formaldehyde

And the habit of decomposing right before your very eyes

Along with the people inside

 

What a wonderful caricature of intimacy

Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy

 

Tonight tenants range from a lawyer and a virgin

Accessorizing with a rosary tucked inside her lingerie

She's getting a job at the firm come Monday

The Mrs. will stay with the cheating attorney

Moonlighting aside, she really needs his money

A wonderful caricature of intimacy

 

And not to mention, the constable

And his proposition, for that "virgin"

Yes, the one the lawyer met with on "strictly business"

As he said to the Mrs.

Well, only hours before, after he had left

She was fixing her face in a compact

There was a terrible crash

Between her and the badge

She spilled her purse and her bag

And held a "purse" of a different kind

Along with the people inside

 

What a wonderful caricature of intimacy

Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy

 

There are no raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses

It's sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses

At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains

And a few more of your least favorite things

 

Raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses

It's sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses

At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains

And a few more of your least favorite things

 

Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy

Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy

 

Raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses

It's sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses

At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains

And a few more of your least favorite things

 

Raindrops on roses and the girls in white dresses

And the sleeping with the roaches and the taking best guesses

At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains

And a few more of your least favorite things

[Disestabulistic]

limp bizkit

I'm pretty sure your kidding. You're kidding right?

[Audio of Being]

Pearl Jam:

 

Light Years

Time: 5:06

Vedder, McCready, Gossard

 

I've used hammers made out of wood.

I have played games with pieces and rules.

I undeciphered tricks at the bar.

But now you're gone. I haven't figured out why.

I've come up with riddles and jokes about war.

I figured out numbers and what they're for.

I've understood feelings and I've understood words but how could you be taken away?

 

And wherever you've gone and wherever we might go.

It don't seem fair. Today just disappeared.

Your lights reflected now. Reflected from afar.

We were but stones. Your light made us stars.

 

With heavy breath awakened regrets.

Back pages and days alone that could have been spent together but we were miles apart.

Every inch between us becomes light years now.

No time to be void or save up on life.

Oh, you got to spend it all.

 

And wherever you've gone and wherever we might go.

It don't seem fair. You seam to like it here.

Your lights reflected now. Reflected from afar.

We were but stones. Your light made us stars.

 

And wherever you've gone and wherever we might go.

It don't seem fair. Today just disappeared.

Your lights reflected now. Reflected from afar.

We were by stones. Your light made us stars.

 

**This song reminds me of my best friend who passed away 2 days away from his 20th birthday in 1998.**

[Ryan44]

I always thought that Sloan had quite clever lyrics. Their song "Autobiography" has some interesting plays on words:

 

I'm writing "young and gifted"

In my autobiography

I figured, who would know

Better than me

 

I'm certainly the former

But I'm not so much the latter

But no one's gonna read it

So I'm sure it doesn't matter

 

When you find that you're the former

Take pride in how you form

And when you find that you're the ladder

Don't let those people walk under you

 

I'm writing "sharp and adult"

With my finger on the steam

On the mirror in my bathroom

While I'm applying shaving cream

 

Which would suggest that I'm the foamer

But how can I be the lather

And something tells me

It's the opposite I'd rather

 

When you find that you're the foamer

Be careful what you foam

When you find that you're the lather

Don't shave too high, you'll regret it later

La la la la

 

I've stayed in school this long

But still no one will tell me why

They figured who would know

Better than I

 

I know I'm a conformer

But I'm sure it doesn't matter

My new friends are all adults

And my old friends all have scattered

 

When you find you're a conformer

Take pride and swallow whole

But if you're trying to climb the ladder

Don't let people walk over you

Because that's just what they'll do

Don't let people walk over you

Because that's just what they'll do

 

As well, The Weakerthans' lyrics are simply pure poetry.

As someone who lives in Winnipeg, I can completely relate to their song, "One Great City!":

 

Late afternoon another day is nearly done

A darker grey is breaking through a lighter one

A thousand sharpened elbows in the underground

That hollow hurried sound of feet on polished floor

And in the dollar store the clerk is closing up

And counting loonies trying not to say

I hate winnipeg

 

The driver checks the mirror seven minutes late

Crowded riders' restlessness enunciates

The Guess Who suck, the Jets were lousy anyway

The same mood every day

And in the turning lane

Someone's stalled again

He's talking to himself

And hears the price of gas repeat his phrase

I hate winnipeg

 

Up above us all,

Leaning into sky

Our golden business boy

Will watch the north end die

And sing 'I love this town'

Then let his arching wrecking ball proclaim:

"I...hate...winnipeg"

Totally agree with both of these. Everclear had some good ones back in the 90's, so did Weezer. As usual I always have to say Blue Rodeo. Bryan Adams has some fun lyircs.

 

Oh and one more. CCR, John Fogarty

[Stryfe]

A Perfect Circle.

 

A Stranger

 

Cast the calming apple

Up and over satellites

To draw out the timid wild one

To convince you it's alright

And I listen for the whisper

Of your sweet insanity while I formulate

Denials of your affect on me

 

You're a stranger

So what do I care

You vanish today

Not the first time I hear

All the lies

 

What am I to do with all this silence

Shy away, shy away phantom

Run away terrified child

Won't you move away you fucking tornado

I'm better off without you

Tearing my will down