Favourite Song Lyrics - Page 9

Tref · 05-10-2005, 08:43 AM

Tequila
Chuck Rio

Tequila!

Baileykat · 05-10-2005, 08:57 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Tref

Tequila
Chuck Rio

Tequila!

Possibly the most brillant song ever written!

(Actually he's a close family friend! So I'm a little biased! Sadly. he sold all his rights to the song for some coke money..and I'm not talking the stuff in the can! Years before the Pee Wee craze!

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Stan4dSteph · 05-10-2005, 09:00 AM

U2 - Sometimes You Can't Make It On Your Own

I know that we don’t talk
I’m sick of it all
Can - you - hear - me – when – I -
Sing, you’re the reason I sing
You’re the reason why the opera is in me…

Flogging Molly - Seven Deadly Sins

Envy and it's evil twin
It crept in bed with slander
Idiots they gave advice
Both Sloth it gave no answer
Anger kills the human soul
With bitter tales of lust
While Pavlov's Dogs keep chewin'
On the legs they never trust

Sail away where no ball and chain
Can keep us from the roarin' waves
Together undevided but forever we'll be free
So sail away aboard our rig
The moon is full and so are we
We're seven drunken pirates
We're the seven deadly sins

LSPoorEeyorick · 05-10-2005, 10:05 AM

Making Pies, by Patti Griffin

It's not far, I can walk
Down the block to Table Talk
Close my eyes and make the pies all day
Plastic cap on my hair
I used to mind, now I don't care
I used to mind, now I don't care
'Cause I'm gray

Did I show you this picture of my nephew
Taken at his big birthday suprise
At my sister's house last Sunday?
This is Monday and I'm making pies
I'm making pies

Thursday night go and type
At the church with Father Mike
It gets me out, and he ain't hard to like at all
Jesus stares at me in my chair
With his big blue eyes and his honey-brown hair
He's looking at me from way up there on the wall

Did I show you this picture of my sweetheart
taken of us before the war?
Of the Greek and his Italian girl
One Sunday at the shore
We tied our ribbons to the fire escape
They were taken by the birds
And they flew off to the country
As the bombs rained on the world

5 AM, here I am
Walkin' the block to Table Talk
You could cry or die, or just make pies all day
I'm making pies
I'm making pies

wendybeth · 05-10-2005, 10:24 AM

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Originally Posted by Tref

Tequila
Chuck Rio

Tequila!

lizziebith · 05-10-2005, 12:09 PM

I prefer the Etta James version:

At Last

Written By:
M. Gordon, H. Warren

Lyrics:
At last my love has come along
My lonely days are over
And life is like a song

Ohh yeah yeah
At last
The skies above are blue
My heart was wrapped up in clover
The night I looked at you

I found a dream, that I could speak to
A dream that I can call my own
I found a thrill to press my cheek to
A thrill that I have never known

Ohh yeah yeah

You smile, you smile
Oh and then the spell was cast
And here we are in heaven
For you are mine at last

I found a dream, that I could speak to
A dream that I can call my own
I found a thrill to press my cheek to
A thrill that I have never known

Ohh yeah yeah

You smile, you smile
Oh and then the spell was cast
And here we are in heaven
For you are mine at last

At last... at last

€uroMeinke · 05-10-2005, 09:35 PM

They tell us that
We lost our tails
Evolving up
From little snails
I say it’s all
Just wind in sails
Are we not men?
We are devo!
We’re pinheads now
We are not whole
We’re pinheads all
Jocko homo
Are we not men?
D-e-v-o
Monkey men all
In business suit
Teachers and critics
All dance the poot
Are we not men?
We are devo!
Are we not men?
D-e-v-o
God made man
But he used the monkey to do it
Apes in the plan
We’re all here to prove it
I can walk like an ape
Talk like an ape
I can do what a monkey can do
God made man
But a monkey supplied the glue
We must repeat
O.k. let’s go!

Not Afraid · 05-10-2005, 09:41 PM

DAMN! That song had just left my head too.

wendybeth · 05-10-2005, 09:55 PM

Aqualung- Jethro Tull

Sitting on a park bench --
eyeing ittle girls with bad intent.
Snot running down his nose --
greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes.
Drying in the cold sun --
Watching as the frilly panties run.
Feeling like a dead duck --
spitting out pieces of his broken luck.

Sun streaking cold --
an old man wandering lonely.
Taking time
the only way he knows.
Leg hurting bad,
as he bends to pick a dog-end --
he goes down to the bog
and warms his feet.

Feeling alone --
the army's up the rode
salvation à la mode and
a cup of tea.
Aqualung my friend --
don't start away uneasy
you poor old sod, you see, it's only me.
Do you still remember
December's foggy freeze --
when the ice that
clings on to your beard is
screaming agony.
And you snatch your rattling last breaths
with deep-sea-diver sounds,
and the flowers bloom like
madness in the spring.

wendybeth · 05-10-2005, 09:59 PM

Elton John, when he was good....

Goodbye, Yellow Brick Road

When are you gonna come down
When are you going to land
I should have stayed on the farm
I should have listened to my old man

You know you can’t hold me forever
I didn’t sign up with you
I’m not a present for your friends to open
This boy’s too young to be singing the blues

So goodbye yellow brick road
Where the dogs of society howl
You can’t plant me in your penthouse
I’m going back to my plough

Back to the howling old owl in the woods
Hunting the horny back toad
Oh I’ve finally decided my future lies
Beyond the yellow brick road

What do you think you’ll do then
I bet that’ll shoot down your plane
It’ll take you a couple of vodka and tonics
To set you on your feet again

Maybe you’ll get a replacement
There’s plenty like me to be found
Mongrels who ain’t got a penny
Sniffing for tidbits like you on the ground

05-10-2005, 08:43 AM	#81
Tref Not Tref Join Date: Jan 2005 Posts: 2,188	Tequila Chuck Rio Tequila! __________________ Tref3.0 Listen in aural 3-D to Pop's muzak! (New songs added semi-bi-daily) j & j Did you know that Emas eht yltcaxe is exactly the same spelled backwards?!
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05-10-2005, 09:00 AM	#83
Stan4dSteph Senior Member Join Date: Jan 2005 Location: East Bay Area, CA Posts: 3,156	U2 - Sometimes You Can't Make It On Your Own I know that we don’t talk I’m sick of it all Can - you - hear - me – when – I - Sing, you’re the reason I sing You’re the reason why the opera is in me… Flogging Molly - Seven Deadly Sins Envy and it's evil twin It crept in bed with slander Idiots they gave advice Both Sloth it gave no answer Anger kills the human soul With bitter tales of lust While Pavlov's Dogs keep chewin' On the legs they never trust Sail away where no ball and chain Can keep us from the roarin' waves Together undevided but forever we'll be free So sail away aboard our rig The moon is full and so are we We're seven drunken pirates We're the seven deadly sins
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05-10-2005, 10:05 AM	#84
LSPoorEeyorick scribblin' Join Date: Jan 2005 Location: in the moment Posts: 3,872	Making Pies, by Patti Griffin It's not far, I can walk Down the block to Table Talk Close my eyes and make the pies all day Plastic cap on my hair I used to mind, now I don't care I used to mind, now I don't care 'Cause I'm gray Did I show you this picture of my nephew Taken at his big birthday suprise At my sister's house last Sunday? This is Monday and I'm making pies I'm making pies Thursday night go and type At the church with Father Mike It gets me out, and he ain't hard to like at all Jesus stares at me in my chair With his big blue eyes and his honey-brown hair He's looking at me from way up there on the wall Did I show you this picture of my sweetheart taken of us before the war? Of the Greek and his Italian girl One Sunday at the shore We tied our ribbons to the fire escape They were taken by the birds And they flew off to the country As the bombs rained on the world 5 AM, here I am Walkin' the block to Table Talk You could cry or die, or just make pies all day I'm making pies I'm making pies
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05-10-2005, 12:09 PM	#86
lizziebith Wishing these titles could be longe Join Date: Jan 2005 Location: Pearblossom CA Posts: 984	I prefer the Etta James version: At Last Written By: M. Gordon, H. Warren Lyrics: At last my love has come along My lonely days are over And life is like a song Ohh yeah yeah At last The skies above are blue My heart was wrapped up in clover The night I looked at you I found a dream, that I could speak to A dream that I can call my own I found a thrill to press my cheek to A thrill that I have never known Ohh yeah yeah You smile, you smile Oh and then the spell was cast And here we are in heaven For you are mine at last I found a dream, that I could speak to A dream that I can call my own I found a thrill to press my cheek to A thrill that I have never known Ohh yeah yeah You smile, you smile Oh and then the spell was cast And here we are in heaven For you are mine at last At last... at last __________________ $ DO \|\| !$ DO ; TRY TRY: COMMAND NOT FOUND
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05-10-2005, 09:35 PM	#87
€uroMeinke L'Hédoniste Join Date: Jan 2005 Location: A.S.C.O.T. Posts: 8,671	They tell us that We lost our tails Evolving up From little snails I say it’s all Just wind in sails Are we not men? We are devo! We’re pinheads now We are not whole We’re pinheads all Jocko homo Are we not men? D-e-v-o Monkey men all In business suit Teachers and critics All dance the poot Are we not men? We are devo! Are we not men? D-e-v-o God made man But he used the monkey to do it Apes in the plan We’re all here to prove it I can walk like an ape Talk like an ape I can do what a monkey can do God made man But a monkey supplied the glue We must repeat O.k. let’s go! __________________ I would believe only in a God that knows how to Dance. Friedrich Nietzsche
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05-10-2005, 09:41 PM	#88
Not Afraid HI! Join Date: Jan 2005 Posts: 17,108	DAMN! That song had just left my head too.
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05-10-2005, 09:55 PM	#89
wendybeth Nevermind Join Date: Jan 2005 Posts: 7,847	Aqualung- Jethro Tull Sitting on a park bench -- eyeing ittle girls with bad intent. Snot running down his nose -- greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes. Drying in the cold sun -- Watching as the frilly panties run. Feeling like a dead duck -- spitting out pieces of his broken luck. Sun streaking cold -- an old man wandering lonely. Taking time the only way he knows. Leg hurting bad, as he bends to pick a dog-end -- he goes down to the bog and warms his feet. Feeling alone -- the army's up the rode salvation à la mode and a cup of tea. Aqualung my friend -- don't start away uneasy you poor old sod, you see, it's only me. Do you still remember December's foggy freeze -- when the ice that clings on to your beard is screaming agony. And you snatch your rattling last breaths with deep-sea-diver sounds, and the flowers bloom like madness in the spring. __________________
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05-10-2005, 09:59 PM	#90
wendybeth Nevermind Join Date: Jan 2005 Posts: 7,847	Elton John, when he was good.... Goodbye, Yellow Brick Road When are you gonna come down When are you going to land I should have stayed on the farm I should have listened to my old man You know you can’t hold me forever I didn’t sign up with you I’m not a present for your friends to open This boy’s too young to be singing the blues So goodbye yellow brick road Where the dogs of society howl You can’t plant me in your penthouse I’m going back to my plough Back to the howling old owl in the woods Hunting the horny back toad Oh I’ve finally decided my future lies Beyond the yellow brick road What do you think you’ll do then I bet that’ll shoot down your plane It’ll take you a couple of vodka and tonics To set you on your feet again Maybe you’ll get a replacement There’s plenty like me to be found Mongrels who ain’t got a penny Sniffing for tidbits like you on the ground __________________
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