A long long time ago, I can still remember...
No one has done that one yet, have they?
Tommy used to work on the docks
Union's been on strike
he's down on his luck
it's tough...so tough
Alright, you've gotta be from Jersey! Or at least half way there? Or are you just living on a prayer?
Out here in the fields
I farm for my meals
[Note: many will tell you it's fight. I say it's farm.]
almost forgot this one:
She stood there bright as the sun
on that California coast
He was a midwestern boy on his own
She looked at him with those soft eyes,
so innocent and blue
He knew right then he was
too far from home
Just a small town girl, livin' in a lonely world
She took the midnight train goin' anywhere
Babe, tomorrows so far away
Theres something I just have to say
I dont think I can hide what Im feelin inside
Another day, knowin I love you
And i, Im getting too close again
I dont want to see it end
If I tell you tonight will you turn out the light
And walk away knowin I love you
We walked on the beach beside that old hotel
They're tearing it down now
But it's just as well
I haven't shown you everything a man can do
So stay with me baby
I've got plans for you
Let the river run,
Let all the dreamers
Wake the nation.
Come, the New Jerusalem.
Wild thing
You make my heart sing
You make everything
Come on, wild thing
LA ... proved too much for the man.
Crossing the highway late last night
He should'a looked left and he should'a looked right
He didn't see the station wagon...car
The skunk got squashed and there you are
You got yer
Dead skunk in the middle of the road
Dead skunk in the middle of the road
Dead skunk in the middle of the road
Stinkin' to high heaven
L Wainwright III
"In 1984 I was hospitalized for approaching perfection"
If I've had a bad day or I'm just generally p---ed at the world, I'll sometimes go for a run, and this often is the first song I cue up on the iPod:
We busted out of class, had to get away from those fools
We learned more from a three minute record than we ever learned in school
Tonight I hear the neighborhood drummer sound
I can feel my heart begin to pound
You say you're tired and you just want to close your eyes and follow your dreams down.
It has a pretty good opening riff, too.
And for the parrotheads in the room:
He worked hard all year, just wanted a few weeks alone
But his old lady's into modelin', she cant get away from a phone
Besides she I'm a real wanker for saying this.I'm a real wanker for saying this.I'm a real wanker for saying this.I'm a real wanker for saying this.I'm a real wanker for saying this.es about the mosquitoes
She says, down there there is nothing to do
Her g--d--n phone never stops ringin'
He'll try the service in a day maybe two.
Another memorable opening riff that I'm a little surprised hasn't been mentioned yet -- "Crazy Train" by Ozzy Osbourne.