from billy bragg's song little time bomb
"one of them's off her food
and the other one's off his head
and both of them are off
down the boozer
to drink a toast
to the one that she hates most
and he thinks there are no winners
only losers"
I'm not dumb but i cant understand why she walks like a woman but talks like a man! Lola by the kinks, it reminds me of a bitch i know, she looks and sonds like a man! lol
COOLIO: See You When You Get There
"We gotta pull ourselves togetha.You gotta take responsebeleite one day my brotha, so wrap up your pity and turn it to ambition, put jyour vehicle into drive and stop by my side"
And the words of the prophets are written on the subway walls.
yes...that line made an impression on this 15 year old's mind...
...and tenement walls...
if you don't then this book is all lies,
if you don't then my plans will all be ruined,
if you don't i'll start drinking like the way i drank before
-Bright Eyes
We're friends when you're on your knees.
-Fall Out Boy
About time somebody used a Paul Simon lyric. How about "My father was a fisherman; my mother was a fisherman's friend."? (Duncan)
Down dooby doo, down down,
Comma comma, down dooby doo down down.
I will never be embarrassed by love again..
From The Jam LP "Sound affects"
"I wish I could eat your cancer when you turn black"-Nirvana
from bright eyes, "let's not sh*t ourselves (to love and be loved)
Well, I should stop pointing fingers;
reserve my judgment
of all those public action figures,
the cowboy presidents.
So loud behind the bullhorn
so proud they can't admit
when they've made a mistake.
While poison ink spews
from a speechwriter's pen,
he knows he don't have to say it,
so it, it don't bother him.
"Honesty" "Accuracy"
is just "Popular Opinion."
And the approval rating is high,
and so someone's gonna die.
Well, ABC, NBC, CBS: Bullshit.
They give us fact or fiction?
I guess an even split.
And each new act of war
is tonight's entertainment.
We're still the pawns in their game.
As they take eye for an eye
until no one can see,
we must stumble blindly forward,
repeating history.
'Our lives are short bt the nights are long'-mcfly
...and the Christmas carols sound like blues, but the choir is not to blame.
Rolled across the high plains
deep into the mountains
felt so good to be
finaly feelin free
stood alone on a mountain top
starin' out at the great divide
I could go east
i could go west
it was all up to me to decide
Everybody here's a number, not a name
Bruce Hornsby- Every Little Kiss
Man, I just heard this song yesterday. So good.
"Pickin Boogers" by Biz Markie. Old School Hip-hop. Here's a little bit...
Now this may sound disgusting an' like very gross
But it's sure to have your trippin'
So y'all listen close
It's not bright as the sun or sweet like sugar
But it's rather on the bug tip and it's called pickin' boogers
Now what I'm emceein' might not seem kosher to you
But it's still somethin' we all have to do
So go up your nose with a finger or two
And pull out one or a crusty crew
Yo, don't try to front like it's so gloomy and gray
'cause we all pick our boogers sometime every day
Whether out in the open or on a sneak tip
With a finger, tissue, or even a q-tip
Take it from the biz markie because I'm jokin'
And also, remember this slogan
Hey, ma, what's for dinner?
Go up your nose and pick a winner
Pickin' boogers
Pickin' boogers
Let me tell you what happened on the train, man
I was coolin' one day with my partner kane
Headed up to the rooftop, ridin' the d train
When the man sittin' next to me was so profane
He'd stick his finger up his nose, then do a drain
(you should 'a moved)
I was just about, but all of a sudden, homeboy just pulled out
A big green slimey, not even gonna say it
But it weighed a good pound if you tried to weigh it
He sat there for a while with it in his hand
So I tried to play cool and like ignore the man
So I laid my head back to catch a quick nap
All of sudden, he plucked it dead in my lap
Now kane sat there laughing like it was all a joke
But a brother like biz markie had almost choked
So I dug up my nose and pulled out about 5
And plucked every last one of them dead in his eye
Then the man jumped up and said
"What's wrong with you?"
and wiped them off his face and said
"I can't mess with you"
Like if I did something that was so full of shame
But yo you got to know the name of the game
Pickin' boogers
Pickin' boogers
Pickin' boogers (Mmmm)
Now let me take a trip down memory lane
Back in public school with my partner kane
When I was class clown and he was my brother
Sittin' at the desk pluckin' boogers at each other
Never do our work as we were suppose
'cause we was too busy diggin' up our nose
and in the lunchroom we would talk about rude
gossip at the person that all leave his food
No matter who you are we didn't give a damn
We even put teachers down with the program
Well if you was a woman or if you're a man
We'd put boogers on our fingers then shake your hand
Catch anyone from anywhere, but the best fun about it
catchin' kane out there
Especially when we playing ball at the gym
I put boogers on the basketball and pass it to him
Now we're grown up and think that's changed
But we're still playin' the pick your boogers game
Just last night when kane was gettin' ready
I slipped a little green one inside his spaghetti
Pickin' boogers
Pickin' boogers
Pickin' boogers
Pickin' boogers
HAHA! Picking boogers, that's hilarious!
"I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom, for me and you
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world"
--Louis Armstrong
I have tons of favourite lines in songs, but that's one of them. I'll keep writing more as I remember/discover them.
Six Underground- By Sneaker Pimps
Take me down, six underground,
the ground beneath your feet,
laid out low, nothing to go,
nowhere, a way to meet,
I've got a head full of drought,
Down here, so far off losing out,
Round here.
Overground, watch this space,
I'm open to falling from grace.
Calm me down, bring it round,
too way high off your street
I can see like nothing else,
in me you're better than I wannabe.
Don't think 'cos I understand, I care,
don't think 'cos I'm talking we're friends.
Overground, watch this space,
I'm open to falling from grace
Talk me down, safe and sound.
too strung up to sleep,
wear me out, scream and shout,
swear my time's never cheap
I fake my life, like I've lived,
Too much, I take whatever you're given,
Not enough,
Overground, watch this space,
I'm open to falling from grace
On a long and lonsome highway
east of Omaha
you can listen to the engine moanin
out as one long song
and your thoughts begin to wander
as they often always do
when your ridin sixteen hours
and theres nothin much to do
and you think about the woman
or the girl you knew the night before
Say here I am on the road again
Here I am up on the stage
Here I go playin star again
here I goturn the Page
"turn the Page" Bob Seger
I know it's a shame
But I'm giving you back your name
Lionel Richie- Sail On
Thanks Panzade! :wink:
