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undeterred Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Aug-25-08 06:58 PM
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Best song line evah:
Like a river that don't know where its flowing, I took a wrong turn and I just kept going.

(Bruce Springsteen: Hungry Heart)
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mokawanis Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Aug-25-08 07:01 PM
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1. another good one
when the bubble bursts, and the first, are come for by the last

Matthew Good - Black Helicopters
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Doug.Goodall Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Aug-25-08 07:08 PM
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2. For the people old in body, but still young at heart
I ain't as good as I once was, but I'm as good once, as I ever was
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BrklynLiberal Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Aug-25-08 07:12 PM
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3. Late at night a big old house gets lonely
I guess ev'ry form of refuge has its price


The Eagles:Lyin' Eyes
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bertha katzenengel Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Aug-25-08 07:25 PM
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4. it's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you
maybe not the best but the one in my head right now
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SalmonChantedEvening Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Aug-25-08 07:38 PM
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5. "I ain't hiding from nobody, nobody's hiding from me"
J.J. Cale's Call Me The Breeze,

#2 - Tom Petty: "It's alright if you love me, it's alright if you don't"

It's alright, and that's the way it's sp'osed to be.
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Pale Blue Dot Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Aug-25-08 07:45 PM
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6. "Words like conviction can turn into a sentence."
Edited on Mon Aug-25-08 07:47 PM by Finnfan
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Xipe Totec Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Aug-25-08 07:50 PM
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7. My favorite lyrics are from Jessica - Allman Brothers nt
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The empressof all Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Aug-25-08 07:53 PM
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8. There is a crack.....
"There is a crack, a crack in everything...That's how the light gets in"

Leonard Cohen....

Just a brief snippet of his brillance.
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pokerfan Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Aug-25-08 07:56 PM
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9. Got a wife and kids in Baltimore, Jack
I went out for a ride and I never went back

(it's ok because he had a hungry heart)

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undeterred Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Aug-25-08 08:02 PM
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11. good lyrics can justify terrible things
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pokerfan Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Aug-25-08 08:05 PM
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12. But I shot a man in Reno, Just to watch him die
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undeterred Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Aug-25-08 08:14 PM
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15. Two Hangmen - Mason Proffit

The marshall's name was Uncle Sam, he said he'd right this wrong,
He'd make the hangman shut his mouth if it took him all year long,
He finally arrested Freak, and then he sent for me,
To hang a fellow hangman, from a fellow hangman's tree.

It didn't take them long to try him, in their court of law,
He was guilty then of thinking, a crime much worse than all,
They sentenced him to die, so his seed of thought can't spread,
And infect the little children, that's what the law had said.

Well, the hangin' day came round and he walked up to the noose,
I pulled the lever but before he fell I cut him loose,
They called it all conspiracy, and then I had to die,
So to close our mouths and kill our minds, they hung us side by side...

And now we're two hangman, hangin' from a tree,
That don't bother me, at all.
Two hangman, hangin' from a tree,
That don't bother me, at all.
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Mad_Dem_X Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Aug-25-08 08:02 PM
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10. She comes out of the sun in a silk dress...
Edited on Mon Aug-25-08 08:02 PM by Mad_Dem_X
running like a watercolor in the rain.

(Al Stewart, "Year of the Cat")
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pokerfan Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Aug-25-08 09:22 PM
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26. The screen door slams, Mary's dress waves
Like a vision she dances across the porch as the radio plays
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Guava Jelly Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Aug-25-08 08:13 PM
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13. This one is pretty good too.
To find a queen without a king,
They say she plays guitar and cries and sings... la la la la
Ride a white mare in the footsteps of dawn
Tryin' to find a woman who's never, never, never been born.

Going to California by Led Zeppelin
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BrotherBuzz Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Aug-25-08 08:13 PM
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14. I scare myself just thinking about you
I scare myself
by Dan Hicks

I scare myself
just thinking about you
I scare myself
when I'm without you
I scare myself
the moments that you're gone
I scare myself
when I let my thoughts run

and when they're runnin'
I keep thinking of you
and when they're runnin'
what can I do?

I scare myself
and I don't mean lightly
I scare myself
it can get frightenin'
I scare myself
to think what I could do
I scare myself
it's some kinda voodoo

and with that voodoo
I keep thinking of you
and with that voodoo
what can I do?

but it's oh so, so, so different
when we're together
and I'm oh so so much calmer, I feel better
for the stars have crossed our paths forever
and the sooner that you realize it, the better

then I'll be with you
and I won't scare myself
and I'll know what to do
and I won't scare myself
and then I'll think of you
and I won't scare myself
and then my thoughts'll run
and I won't scare myself

then I'll be with you
and I won't scare myself
and I'll know what to do
and I won't scare myself
and I'll think of you
and I won't scare myself
and my thoughts will run
and I won't scare myself...
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HughBeaumont Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Aug-25-08 08:18 PM
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16. The bigger the cushion, the sweeter the pushin, that's what I said.
The looser the waistband, the deeper the quicksand, or so I have READ.
My baby fits me like a flesh tuxedo.
I'd love to sink her with my pink torpedo.

Fucking magic. That's all I gots to say.
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sniffa Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Aug-25-08 08:22 PM
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17. Hey, it's me Versace, whoops somebody shot me
And I was just checking the mail, get it? checking the male? Tsk tsk.
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undeterred Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Aug-25-08 08:44 PM
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18. I don't think those are real lyrics.
Prove it.
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undeterred Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Aug-25-08 08:46 PM
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19. Now these are real lyrics:
That's my motherfuckin balls, you'd better let go of em They belong in my scrotum, you'll never get hold of em.
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blueknight Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Aug-25-08 08:49 PM
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20. "for this tired old man that we elected king"
Edited on Mon Aug-25-08 08:49 PM by blueknight
don henley's smack at ronald reagan
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kwassa Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Aug-25-08 09:01 PM
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21. Take me, baby, for your little boy, three hundred pounds of heavenly joy
by Willie James Dixon
arranged by Howlin' Wolf (Chester Arthur Burnett)

All you girls think the days are gone
You don't have to worry, you can have your fun
Take me, baby, for your little boy
Three hundred pounds of heavenly joy
This is it
This is it
Look what you get
You been creeping and hiding behind his back
'Cause you got you a man that you don't like
Throw that Jack, baby, outta your mind
Follow me, baby, have a real good time
This is it
This is it
Look what you get
Hoy! Hoy! I'm the boy
Three hundred pounds of heavenly joy
I'm so glad that you understand
Three hundred pounds of muscle and man
This is it
This is it
Look what you get
If the men's all mad then the women's glad
If the little kids' happy then the old folk's mad
I'm so glad that you understand
Three hundred pounds of muscle and man
This is it
This is it
Look what you get
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cwydro Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Aug-25-08 09:05 PM
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22. Always loved that song...
guess it hits close to home for me.
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Hand Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Aug-25-08 09:08 PM
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23. In the words of Mose Allison...
"Yer mind is on vacation and yer mouth is workin' overtime..." :rofl: :applause:
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HEyHEY Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Aug-25-08 09:14 PM
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24. MY NAME IS SUE! HOW DO YOU DO? NOW YOU GONNA DIE!
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Lady President Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Aug-25-08 09:21 PM
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25. Right Singer...

But the best song line evah is: For the ones who had a notion and a notion deep inside that ain't no sin to be glad you're alive.

Bruce Springsteen: Badlands
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two gun sid Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Aug-25-08 09:25 PM
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27. Reckless Kelly - Desolation Angels
"Finding out the hard way don't leave school with much validity
And living hand to mouth don't leave room for much nobility
We know the end is near but not when will be
Or is it close enough to see?"
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hippywife Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Aug-25-08 09:29 PM
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28. Just about any by Bruce Coburn.
Edited on Mon Aug-25-08 09:41 PM by hippywife
The man is an incredibly visual writer! The only thing that makes the lyrics below better, is the haunting music that accompanies them.



Embers of Eden
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Abf6RayB77A

You knelt on the carpet
Crimson and stained
Light trickled over your black dress like rain
Your lips were hot
My shocked heart screamed
And I can't scrape my eyes free of this dream

We each occupied the same space/time
Matter
Antimatter
Tangled like vines
And the awful tolling
And the cold rain outside
And I cannot scrape this dream off my eyes

The embers of Eden burn
You can even see it from space
The great and winding wall between us
Seem to copy the lines of your face

The embers of Eden burn
You can even see it from space
The great and winding wall between us
Seem to copy the lines of your face

Or this one:

Use Me While You Can
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4TD2ft4KPno

There's a black and white crow on the back of a two toned sheep
in a field of broken yellow stalks
below looming cliffs
high above the plain little grey houses
blend with giant jagged boulders
and pale weathered stumps
life in the ghost of the bush
wind whips the acacias and strange forked palms
that cluster around the water hole
suddenly, out of the blowing sand
a milk-white camel appears
turbaned rider, blue robe billowing,
bounces with the shambling trot
wears a sword and a rifle on his back
and hanging from his neck a transistor radio
you blink and like ghosts, they're gone
under the wan disk of sand-masked sun, a woman grins;
spits expertly into the path of a struggling black beetle six feet away
hoists her water bucket onto her head and strides off up the trail

Sun a steel ball glowing
behind endless blowing sand
Sun a steel ball glowing
dust of fallen empires slowly flowing through my hands
Use me while you can

Pearl held in black fingers
is the moon behind dry trees
Pearl held in black fingers
Bird inside the rib cage is beating to be free
Use me while you can

I've had breakfast in New Orleans, dinner in Timbuktu
I've lived as a stranger in my own house too
Dark hand waves in lamplight
Cowrie shell patterns change
And nothing will be the same again

Bullet in a sand storm
Looking for a place to land
Bullet in a sand storm
Full heart beats an empty one
In the deck they dealt to man
Use me while you can
Use me while you can

Or:

Pacing the Cage
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7h_VKaoITio

Sunset is an angel weeping
Holding out a bloody sword
No matter how I squint I cannot
Make out what it's pointing toward
Sometimes you feel like you've lived too long
Days drip slowly on the page
You catch yourself
Pacing the cage

I've proven who I am so many times
The magnetic strip's worn thin
And each time I was someone else
And every one was taken in
Hours chatter in high places
Stir up eddies in the dust of rage
Set me to pacing the cage

I never knew what you all wanted
So I gave you everything
All that I could pillage
All the spells that I could sing
It's as if the thing were written
In the constitution of the age
Sooner or later you'll wind up
Pacing the cage

Sometimes the best map will not guide you
You can't see what's round the bend
Sometimes the road leads through dark places
Sometimes the darkness is your friend
Today these eyes scan bleached-out land
For the coming of the outbound stage
Pacing the cage
Pacing the cage
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pokerfan Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Mon Aug-25-08 09:37 PM
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29. best lyrics ever
Edited on Mon Aug-25-08 09:38 PM by pokerfan
Wendy's Audition Song (South Park)

http://www.youtube.com/v/SEzj8F9d7EY&hl

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