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#26
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I love those lyrics! They really hit home for me. Thanx for posting them
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A lovely ballad by Tom Waits: Grapefruit Moon...
Grapefruit moon, one star shining, shining down on me. Heard that tune, and now I'm pining, honey, can't you see? 'Cause every time I hear that melody, well, something breaks inside, And the grapefruit moon, one star shining, can't turn back the tide. Never had no destination, could not get across. You became my inspiration, oh but what a cost. 'Cause every time I hear that melody, well, something breaks inside, And the grapefruit moon, one star shining, is more than I can hide. Now I'm smoking cigarettes and I strive for purity, And I slip just like the stars into obscurity. 'Cause every time I hear that melody, well, puts me up a tree, And the grapefruit moon, one star shining, is all that I can see.
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How could you ignore this one???
The Raindrop Song (lyricist unknown) ---------------------------- If all the raindrops were lemon drops and gum drops oh what a rain that would be! I'd stand outside with my mouth open wide [open your mouth wide here AHHHH] ![]() That's the weather for me, oh baby I wouldn't care if the sun would never shine I'd keep a wishin' for raindrops all the time If all the rain drops were lemon drops and gum drops Oh what a rain that would be! ![]() |
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And another Emmy favorite - best sung on schoolbuses on the way to some skanky camp:
Grandma's In The Cellar ----------------------------------- Grandma's in the cellar, lordy can't you smell her Cookin' biscuits in that dern old dirty stove ("dirty stove!") From her eye there is a matter that keeps drippin' in the batter! As she whistles as the [snot-filled snort noise here] comes down her nose Down her nose, down her nose And she whistles as the [snot-filled snort noise here] comes down her nose Yee ha! ![]() |
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This is one sick puppy song hehehe
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"takes one to know one!"
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betca I'm (older) more mature hehe hehe
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My all-time favorite lyrics and a huge influence on my poems: "Subterranean Homesick Blues" by Bob Dylan
Johnny's in the basement Mixing up the medicine I'm on the pavement Thinking about the government The man in the trench coat Badge out, laid off Says he's got a bad cough Wants to get it paid off Look out kid It's somethin' you did God knows when But you're doin' it again You better duck down the alley way Lookin' for a new friend The man in the coon-skin cap In the big pen Wants eleven dollar bills You only got ten Maggie comes fleet foot Face full of black soot Talkin' that the heat put Plants in the bed but The phone's tapped anyway Maggie says that many say They must bust in early May Orders from the D. A. Look out kid Don't matter what you did Walk on your tip toes Don't try "No Doz" Better stay away from those That carry around a fire hose Keep a clean nose Watch the plain clothes You don't need a weather man To know which way the wind blows Get sick, get well Hang around a ink well Ring bell, hard to tell If anything is goin' to sell Try hard, get barred Get back, write braille Get jailed, jump bail Join the army, if you fail Look out kid You're gonna get hit But users, cheaters Six-time losers Hang around the theaters Girl by the whirlpool Lookin' for a new fool Don't follow leaders Watch the parkin' meters Ah get born, keep warm Short pants, romance, learn to dance Get dressed, get blessed Try to be a success Please her, please him, buy gifts Don't steal, don't lift Twenty years of schoolin' And they put you on the day shift Look out kid They keep it all hid Better jump down a manhole Light yourself a candle Don't wear sandals Try to avoid the scandals Don't wanna be a bum You better chew gum The pump don't work 'Cause the vandals took the handles
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Bob is a huge favourite of mine........saw him in Sept with Willie Nelson.......they were doing a duet and both forgot the lyrics..they recovered only to do it again. pretty soon they were both laughing so hard that they couldn't sing.....it was an awesome concert.
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from a post in the depression forum, i felt it was more appropriate here..
Alone Again (Naturally) Oh in a little while from now if I'm not feeling anyless sour I promise myself to treat myself and visit a nearby tower and climbing to the top will throw myself off in an effort to make it clear to whoever what it's like when you're shattered left standing in the lurch at a church where people saying 'my god that's tough she's stood him up no point in us remainig we may as well go home' as I did on my own alone again naturally. To think that only yesterday I was cheerrful bright and gay looking forward to well who wouldn't do the role I was about to play but as if to knock me down reality came around and without so much as a mere touch cut me into little pieces leaving me to doubt talk about god in his mercy who if he really does exist why did he desert me in my hour of need I truly am indeed alone again naturally. It seems to me that there are more hearts broken in the world that can't be mended left unattended what do we do what do we do alone again naturally. Now looking back over the years and whatever else that appears I remember I cried when my father died never wishing to hide the tears and at sixty-five years old my mother God rest her soul couldn't understand why the only man she had ever loved had been taken leaving her to start with a heart so badly broken despite encouragemant from me no words were ever spoken and when she passed away I cried and cried all day alone again naturally. you reminded me of that song. heard it a few weeks ago on the xm radio..that stuff rocks |
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Cat:
This is also one of my husband's favorite songs. I posted the lyrics on a music thread a few months ago. Thanks for sharing it ! Take care, Kimberly. |
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The Impossible Dream from Man of La Mancha
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This kept me sane during my divorce and when at the same time, my family allowed me to be homeless even though they had plenty of room for me.
RASCAL FLATTS LYRICS "I'm Moving On" I've dealt with my ghosts and I've faced all my demons Finally content with a past I regret I've found you find strength in your moments of weakness For once I'm at peace with myself I've been burdened with blame, trapped in the past for too long I'm movin' on I've lived in this place and I know all the faces Each one is different but they're always the same They mean me no harm but it's time that I face it They'll never allow me to change But I never dreamed home would end up where I don't belong I'm movin' on I'm movin' on At last I can see life has been patiently waiting for me And I know there's no guarantees, but I'm not alone There comes a time in everyone's life When all you can see are the years passing by And I have made up my mind that those days are gone I sold what I could and packed what I couldn't Stopped to fill up on my way out of town I've loved like I should but lived like I shouldn't I had to lose everything to find out Maybe forgiveness will find me somewhere down this road I'm movin' on I'm movin' on I'm movin' on
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This is another one of my favorites. I will find the things and person(s) that make my soul sing if it takes a thousand years.
I also have great joy hearing the Cherokee tongue being sung/spoken. I Will FInd You (Theme from 'The Last of the Mohicans') Clannad Hope is your survival A captive path I lead No matter where you go I will find you If it takes a long long time No matter where you go I will find you If it takes a thousand years (mohican) Nachgochema Anetaha Anachemowagan No matter where you go I will find you In the place with no frontiers No matter where you go I will find you If it takes a thousand years (cherokee) Hale wú yu ga I sv Do na dio sv i Wi ja lo sv Ha le wú yu Do na dlo sv No matter where you go I will find you If it takes a long long time No matter where you go I will find you If it takes a thousand years No matter where you go I will find you In the place with no frontiers No matter where you go I will find you If it takes a thousand years No matter where you go I will find you
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I still dream and I still hope, therefore I can take what comes today. Jan is in Lothlorien reading 'neath a mallorn tree. My avatar and signature were created for my use only and may not be copied or used by anyone else. |
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Ok, here's one more. I hope this doesn't trigger anyone, but this is my heritage and this song makes me fiercely proud of it.
A Country Boy Can Survive Hank Williams Jr. The preacher man says its the end of time and the Mississippi River she's a going dry. The interest is up and the stock markets down and you only get mugged if you go downtown. I live back in the woods you see, my woman,and the kids and the dogs and me. I got a shotgun and a rifle and a four wheel drive and a countryboy can survive. Country folks can survive. I can plow a field all day long, I can catch catfish from dusk til dawn. Make our own whiskey and our own smoke too aint to many things these boys can't do. We grow good old tomatoes and homemade wine and countryboy can survive, country folk can survive. Because you can't stomp us out and you can't make us run, cause we're them ole boys raised on shotguns. We say grace and we say mam amd if you aint into that we don't give a damn. We came from the West Virginia coal mine's and the Rocky Mountains and the Western skies and we can skin a buck, we can run a trout line and a countryboy can survive, country folks can survive. I had a good friend in New York City he never called me by my name just hillbilly. My Grandpa taught me how to live off the land and his taught him to be a business man He used to send me pictures of the Broadway Nights and i would send him some homemade wine but he was killed by a man with a switchblade knife, for forty three dollars my friend lost his life. I'd love to spit some beechnut in that dudes eyes and shoot him with my ole forty-five cause a countryboy can survive, country folks can survive. 'Cause you can't stomp us out and you can't make us run, and we're them ole boys raised on shotgun. We say grace, we say mam, if you aint into that we don't give a damn. We're from North California and South Alabam' and little towns all around this land. We can skin a buck, and run a trout line and a countryboy can survive, country folks can survive, countryboy can survive, country folks can survive.
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I still dream and I still hope, therefore I can take what comes today. Jan is in Lothlorien reading 'neath a mallorn tree. My avatar and signature were created for my use only and may not be copied or used by anyone else. |
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Just curious, what language is this song?
I have a fairly new friend I do not get to see often, she came from Macedonia, and was wondering if this is a language related to that part of the world. If not it would still be "cool" ![]() Thanks so much, DE
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one of my favorite "relationship" songs is..."it matters to me" by faith hill. it's the one that everyone requests that i sing in kareoke...i think because i SO feel that song, ya know?
Baby, tell me where'd you ever learn to fight without saying a word? then waltz back into my life like it's all gonna be alright. don't you know how much it hurts? when we don't talk. when we don't touch. when it doesn't feel like we're even in love. it matters to me. when i don't know what to say. don't know what to do. don't know if it really even matters to you. how can i make you see...it matters to me? baby, i still don't understand the distance between a woman and a man. so tell me how far it is. how you can love like this cause i'm not sure i can. when we don't talk. when we don't touch. when it doesn't feel like we're even in love. it matters to me. when i don't know what to say. don't know what to do. don't know if it really even matters to you. how can i make you see...it matters to me? it matters to me!
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"Bleed Black" AFI
I am exploring the inside, I find it desolate I do implore these confines,now, as they penetrate, "recreate me" I'm hovering throughout time, I crumble in these days I crumble, I cannot, I cannot find reflection in these days If you listen, Listen, listen Listen close Beat by beat You can hear when the heart stops, I saved the pieces When it broke, And ground them all to dust I am destroyed by the inside, I Disassociate I hope to destroy the outside, it will alleviate and elevate me Like water flowing into lungs, I'm flowing through these days As morphine tears through deadened veins, I'm numbing in these days SO... If you Listen, listen, listen Listen close, beat by beat You can hear when the heart stops, I saved the pieces When it broke and ground them all to dust I know what died that night, it can never be brought back to life Once again, I know This is one of my favorite songs, it just fits how and what my life is like. ![]()
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Was finnish
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Okay, gotcha
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A Country Boy Can Survive
My brother and I sing that song EVERY SUMMER around a firepit...(usually top-of-our lungs drunk) We decided that it's our family anthem LOL Jenn
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Any Hank, Jr. song could be our family anthem...
Personally, my favorite song (about revenge) is I've got rights by Hank Jr. so cool of you guys to share the lyrics and stuff. Take care, Kimberly. |
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Excitable Boy
Written By Warren Zevon & LeRoy P. Marinell c. 1976 Zevon Music/BMI and Polite Music/ASCAP Well, he went down to dinner in his Sunday best Excitable boy, they all said And he rubbed the pot roast all over his chest Excitable boy, they all said He took in the four a.m. show at the Clark Excitable boy, they all said And he bit the usherette's leg in the dark Excitable boy, they all said Well, he's just an excitable boy He took little Suzie to the Junior Prom Excitable boy, they all said And he raped her and killed her, then he took her home Excitable boy, they all said Well, he's just an excitable boy After ten long years they let him out of the home Excitable boy, they all said And he dug up her grave and built a cage with her bones Excitable boy, they all said Well, he's just an excitable boy
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Blackened Waters by Black Label Society
nd here i stand i find myself alone again the miles ive walked loss of hope and loss of friends yet i keep on running and i wont look back the waters rise you never know just where they're at the waters turn yeah, yeah the hardships we endure yeah, yeah you ain't the only son or forgotten daughter we have drowned in blackened waters the sun has set the endless stream where nothing lasts forever damned today, tomorrow, and all the past yet i keep on running and i wont look back the waters rise you never know just where they're at the waters turn yeah, yeah the hardships we endure yeah, yeah you ain't the only son or forgotten daughter we have drowned in blackened waters the waters turn yeah yeah the hardships we endure yeah, yeah you ain't the only son or forgotten daughter we are drowned Also by them, Dead Meadow All alone at last Years roll by so fast Twisted and insane The house you built No longer the same Once you're there Once you're there You can't come back Nothing lives Nothing grows Inside the dead meadow Months keep rolling by Live another day, then you die ghosts inside your head we choose our paths when all is done and said Once you're there Once you're there You can't come back Nothing lives Nothing grows Inside the dead meadow Lastly, High Hopes by Pink Floyd beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young In a world of magnets and miracles our troughts strayed constandly and without boundary The ringing of the division bell had begin Along the long road and on down the causeway Do they still meet there by the cut There was a ragged band that followed in our footsteps Running before time took our dreams away Leaving the myriad small creatures trying to tie us to the ground To a life consumed by slow decay The grass was greener The light was brighter With friends surrounded The night of wonder Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us To a glimpse of how green it was on the other side Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again Dragged by the force of some inner tide At a higher altitude with flag unfuried We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed of world Eneumbered forever by desire and ambition There's a hunger still unsatisfied Our weary eyes still stray to the horizon Though down this road we've been so many time The grass was greener The light was brighter The taste was sweeter The nights of wonder With friends surrounded The dawn mist glowing The water flowing The endless river Forever and ever |
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Another one I forgot. It's a simple song with not very many lyrics, but I think it describes how some people think in regards to socialization
So ya Thought ya Might like to go to the show To feel the warm thrill of confusion That space cadet glow Tell me is something eluding you sunshine? Is this not what you expected to see? If you'd like to find out what's behind these cold eyes? You'll just have to claw your way through this Disguise The bold part is how I feel about how people perceive me. I don't think people understand some of the things I say and where I'm coming from. That's a huge drawback when you're away from home and trying to make friends. |
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