"When I sat down on the bed next to you
You started to cry"
A great snap shot that evokes an entire scene.
Two examples that strolled through my iTunes mix today:
"In the time of chimpanzees I was a monkey"
"Well I'm a-running down the road trying to loosen my load
I've got seven women on my mind
Four that wanna own me, two that wanna stone me
One says she's a friend of mine"
"When I sat down on the bed next to you
You started to cry"
A great snap shot that evokes an entire scene.
showing my age (and my geographical heritage)
The Rangers had a homecoming
In Harlem late last night
And the Magic Rat drove his sleek machine
Over the Jersey state line
Barefoot girl sitting on the hood of a Dodge
Drinking warm beer in the soft summer rain
I'm buzzin, Dirty Dozen, naughty rotten rhymer
Cursin at you players worse than Marty Schottenheimer
You wacker than the ------ you bit your style from
You ain't gonna sell two copies if you press a double album
"I saw a werewolf with a Chinese menu in his hand
Walking through the streets of Soho in the rain
He was looking for a place called Lee Ho Fook's
Going to get himself a big dish of beef chow mein"
"One old brown shoe
Falls in slow motion,
And bedsprings hover right above your head,
As bedsprings do
When you're beneath them
And someone else just climbed into your bed."
"If I am alive this time next year
Will I have arrived in time to share?"
"Once I wanted to be the greatest
No wind or waterfall could STALL me
And then came the rush of the flood
The stars at night turned DEEP to dust"
"1, 2.. 1, 2, 3; yeah!
Inter-national, underground
Thunder pounds when I stomp the ground (Woo!)
Like a million elephants with silverback orangutans
You can't stop a train"
Here's one:
I've been drivin' all night, my hands wet on the wheel
There's a voice in my head that drives my heel
It's my baby callin', says I need you here
And it's a half past four and I'm shiftin' gear
And another:
I am just a poor boy and my story's seldom told
I have squandered my existence for a pocketful of mumbles, such are promises
All lies and jest, still the man hears what he wants to hear
And disregards the rest
And another:
The seaweed is always greener
In somebody else's lake
You dream about going up there
But that is a big mistake
Just look at the world around you
Right here on the ocean floor
Such wonderful things surround you
What more is you lookin' for?
Aw heck, one more:
To dream the impossible dream
To fight the unbeatable foe
To bear with unbearable sorrow
To run where the brave dare not go
JBDuke
Andre Dawkins: “People ask me if I can still shoot, and I ask them if they can still breathe. That’s kind of the same thing.”
I've had good days and bad days
and goin' have mad days.
If the phone doesn't ring, it's me.
I vaguely recall seeing Paul Shaffer do a parody of this song...
"You've gone too far this time"
But I'm dancing on the valentine
I tell you somebody's fooling around
With my chances on the dangerline
I'll cross that bridge when I find it
Another day to make my stand
High time is no time for deciding
If I should find a helping hand"
Long song lyrics...
"Woke up this morning with a wine glass in my hand
Whose wine, what wine, where the hell did I dine? "
Scary lyrics...
"Welcome to your life
There's no turning back
Even while we sleep
We will find you"
I'm stuck in 70's/80s on my shuffle.
Cheers,
Lavabe
"The Mississipi delta is shining like a national guitar..."
"On a warm summer's evenin on a train bound for nowhere,
I met up with the gambler; we were both too tired to sleep."
"Some day mother will die and I'll get the money
Mom leans down and says my sentiments exactly"
Obscure but with some incredible imagery:
"Lord send down some angels and they better have guns,
Cause everybody's crazy down here on everybody's drugs.
Casinos, pornos, stock shows, where white trash goes to die.
Bums push carts, crackhead squirrels, and birds too drunk to fly."
I listened to that song today...possibly the best breakup song ever (but no, I didn't break up today).
I also like this one:
"It ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe
If you don't know by now
An' it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe
It don't matter, anyhow
When your rooster crows at the break of dawn
Look out your window and I'll be gone
You're the reason I'm trav'lin' on
But don't think twice, it's alright.
Yet another of Dylan's songs where there's someone else's version I like much better than his (in this case, Johnny Cash).
Just for grins, it's tough to top J.J. Cale:
"Wish I was a stocking, clinging to your thigh,
every time you'd move around, I'd feel you walkin' by.
Wish I was your underwear, hangin' 'round your waist,
Every time you'd shake that thing I'd get a little taste..."
"Closer To You"
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And for something guaranteed to bring you right down, there's classic Neil:
"Old man lying by the side of the road with the lorries rolling by,
blue moon sinking from the weight of the load and buildings scrape the sky.
Cold wind ripping down the alley at dawn and the morning paper flies,
Dead man lying by the side of the road with the daylight in his eyes.
Don't let it bring you down,
It's only castles burning.
Just find someone who's turning,
And you will come around."
"Don't Let It Bring You Down."