I wear my body like a caravan
Gypsy rover in a magic land
Misty mountains where the eagles fly
Lonely valleys where the lost ones cry
I had a little letter full of paper
Inky scratches everywhere Always looking, looking for a paradise island
Help me find it everywhere
A little late to the party here, but my favorite sng lyrics are by Queen. The song '39 to be exact.
In the year of '39, assembled here the volunteers In the days when lands were few Here the ship sailed out into the blue and sunny morn The sweetest sight ever seen
And the night followed day And the story tellers say That the score brave souls inside For many a lonely day sailed across the milky seas Ne'er looked back, never feared, never cried
Don't you hear my call though you're many years away Don't you hear me calling you Write your letters in the sand For the day I take your hand In the land that our grandchildren knew
In the year of '39 came a ship in from the blue The volunteers came home that day And they bring good news of a world so newly born Though their hearts so heavily weigh For the Earth is old and grey, little darling, we'll away But my love, this cannot be Oh, so many years have gone though I'm older but a year Your mother's eyes, from your eyes, cry to me
Don't you hear my call though you're many years away? Don't you hear me calling you? Write your letters in the sand for the day I take your hand In the land that our grandchildren knew
Don't you hear my call though you're many years away? Don't you hear me calling you? All your letters in the sand cannot heal me like your hand For my life Still ahead Pity me
Steely Dan's "Do It Again" -- get knocked down, get up, do it again -- my theme song.
In the mornin' you go gunnin' for the man who stole your water And you fire 'til he is done in but they catch you at the border And the mourners are all singin' as they drag you by your feet But the hangman isn't hangin' and they put you on the street
You go back, Jack, do it again, wheel turnin' 'round and 'round You go back, Jack, do it again
When you know she's no high climber then you find your only friend In a room with your two-timer, and you're sure you're near the end Then you love a little wild one and she brings you only sorrow All the time you know she's smilin' you'll be on your knees tomorrow, yeah
You go back, Jack, do it again, wheel turnin' 'round and 'round You go back, Jack, do it again
Now you swear and kick and beg us that you're not a gamblin' man Then you find you're back in Vegas with a handle in your hand Your black cards can make you money so you hide them when you're able In the land of milk and honey, you must put them on the table
You go back, Jack, do it again, wheels turnin' 'round and 'round You go back, Jack, do it again
No nit not
Nit no not
Nit nit folly bololey
Alife my larder
Alife my larder
I read that the snooker player Steve Davis recommended that Rock Bottom was album was everyone should listen to, and he wasn't the only one, so eventually I did.
Once heard, you'll know why it's called Rock Bottom.
Sorry, but who's DAC? If that's the most brilliant thing he ever wrote, I'm glad that I missed the rest. How many hundreds of songs have that same theme? It's a country music staple.
We understand your paranoia
But we don’t want to play your game
You think you’re cool and know what you are doing
666 is your name
So while you’re jerking off each other
You better bear this thought in mind
Your time is up you better know it
But maybe you don’t read the signs
Free the people now
Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it now
Free the people now
Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it now
Well, you were caught with your hands in the kill
And you still got to swallow your pill
As you slip and you slide down the hill
On the blood of the people you killed
Stop the killing (free the people now)
Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it now
Stop the killing (free the people now)
Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it now
"Well, I got this guitar, and I learned how to make it talk
And my car’s out back, if you’re ready to take that long walk
From your front porch to my front seat
The door’s open but the ride, it ain’t free"
Sometimes, no matter how carefully you plan things, you just have to make an instant decision.
Well you gassed her up
And you're behind the wheel
With your arm around your sweet one
In your Oldsmobile
Barrellin' down the boulevard
You're lookin' for the heart of Saturday night
@cd318- I'm sorry to hear about Mike; I know how horrible losing your best friend is.
Interesting that you tried to learn guitar and got as far as 'Jingle Bells' - I tried guitar and bass, but my hands just don't want to deal with fretted instruments, so now I'm teaching myself piano. Just finished 'Kumbaya' and am now on to 'London Bridge'.... 🤣
Everytime I hear Chirpy Cheep Cheep I'm back in the school playground, or if I hear Like a Rolling Stone being blasted out I'm back in college, the moment I walked into the Liberal Studies room in the late '70s and encountered some of the more adventurous students on the course.
I even gave my best shot at learning guitar but only got as far as Jingle Bells, note by note. I did hear some folks mention chords, but I had no idea what they were.
I'm in my late 50s but 2 recent bereavements within 12 months have now left me feeling older but a lot less scared of the future.
My best friend Mike suddenly passed away in hospital at the end of May and right now I feel something in me has also died with him.
Oh well, life must go on for those of us left, whichever way it will, and music can certainly help to recreate a better frame of mind.
Anyway, here's a lyric from one of Mike's favourites:
@cd318- I'm 70 years old, and when it comes to music, I'm indie and post-punk kid all the way, with a good dose of reggae and metal - age ain't nuthin' but a number! I remember when those bands you mention were really popular in the early 90's; I've even seen The Wedding Present a few times!
It was actually my sister that used to play them back in the 90s.
She was then, and would probably like to think she still is now, an Indie kid.
That was the time I’d hear her playing the Stone Roses, House of Love, the Wedding Present etc before she fell in love with Kurt Cobain and then got into Metallica and System of a Down.
More recently she’s in with a London crowd that likes to model their dance scene on the 1970s work of the likes of David Mancuso, and all that entails.
Anyway, I’ll check out the ’Revenge of the Goldfish’ album. It’s always nice to have a real world recommendation.
Any band that can produce a song as strong as ’This is How it Feels’ is worth checking out.
@cd318- Holy cow - another fan of Inspiral Carpets! 'This Is How It Feels' is one of my favorites of their's (beautiful melody, too), along with the 'Revenge of the Goldfish' album....
If you're feeling low, really low, and this can happen to any of us for whatever reason, there aren't too many songs as good as expressing a total sense of desolation as this one.
Brand New, Science Fiction ‐ A fantastic concept effort. IMHO, the entire CD contains some of the best lyrics I've heard. From "Logic\Teeth"
"...But you're no tailor, you're no surgeon, none of your cuts go very straight
Every new layer you uncover reveals something else you hate
And then you cracked your head, and broke some bones
And when you glued them back together you found out you did it wrong..."
I may have already nominated one or more of these, but they're worth repeating:
- "No matter how I struggle and strive, I'll never get out of this world alive". Hank Williams didn't have to wait long; he died at only 29 years of age.
- "How can I miss you when you won't go away". Dan Hicks spoke for everyone who couldn't get rid of a bad spouse (ask me how I know ;-) .
- "God may forgive you, but I won't". Iris Dement is a genius.
As the morning turned my way
Sea birds flying through this hazy face
And I came back here to replace your place in my life
And didn’t you know that I’m not the world’s strongest man
When it comes to you and your world I’m lost
Can’t you see the towers of mine they could shine like a dime
Take me back again to your warm design
"If you look at your reflection at the bottom of the well
What you see is only on the surface
When you try to see the meaning, hidden underneath
The measure of the depth can be deceiving
The bottom has a rocky reputation"
The most embarrassingly confessional first verse I've heard must be this one.
The Wedding Present - 'Nobody's Twisting Your Arm'.
And when I called your house
I'm sure your sister thought that I was somebody else
I heard a laugh down the phone
And then the answer came that you weren't at home (ohh)
Jeez cd318, I only listened for about 30 seconds a couple of days ago, but I would never have guessed that it was the Kinks performing. The original version has Dave performing the vocal which was pretty unusual.
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