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    Best Lyrics

    A while back I started a thread about the dumbest lyrics. This thread is intended to be the opposite. What lyrics speak to you (for whatever reason) and are your favorites?
    Personally, I tend to think the best lyrics are those that require one to somehow interpret (or think about) their meaning. They tend to have an ambiguous quality/meaning e.g. Simon & Garfunkles Sound of Silence "...the words of the prophets are written on the subway walls and tenement halls" - What words the singer refers to is somewhat open to interpretation and the meaning trite or profound depending on how you read it. Lyrics having esoteric meanings are also highly cool in my book.
    My favorite lyrics of all time? Gotta be Pink Floyd
    Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
    You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way
    Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
    Waiting for someone or something to show you the way

    Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain
    And you are young and life is long and there is time to kill today
    And then one day you find ten years have got behind you
    No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun

    And you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking
    And racing around to come up behind you again
    The sun is the same in a relative way, but you're older
    Shorter of breath and one day closer to death

    Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time
    Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
    Hanging on in a quiet desperation is the English way
    The time is gone, the song is over, thought I'd something more to say

    Home, home again
    I like to be here when I can
    And when I come home cold and tired
    Its good to warm my bones beside the fire

    Far away across the field
    the tolling of the iron bell
    calls the faithful to their knees
    to hear the softly spoken magic spell
    Last edited by Maister; 21 Oct 2005 at 9:37 AM.
    People will miss that it once meant something to be Southern or Midwestern. It doesn't mean much now, except for the climate. The question, “Where are you from?” doesn't lead to anything odd or interesting. They live somewhere near a Gap store, and what else do you need to know? - Garrison Keillor

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    Jimmy Buffet has several for me, but this one says it all:

    If we weren't all crazy we would go insane.
    "Whatever beer I'm drinking, is better than the one I'm not." DMLW
    "Budweiser sells a product they reflectively insist on calling beer." John Oliver

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    BEST LYRICS REQUIRING INTERPRETATION.

    Here's my vote.

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    Squeeze Me Macaroni by Mr. Bungle

    I wanna lock Betty Crocker in the kitchen
    And knock her upper during supper
    Clutter up her butter gutter
    Hostess Ding Dong wrapped an eggroll around my wong
    While Dolly Madison proceded to ping my pong
    Your Milky Way is M'n'M in your britches
    And I'll tell you Baby Ruth it looks mighty delicious
    Keep blowing my gum, cuz here I come
    I'm gonna get you all sticky with my Bubble Yum

    Knick knack paddywhack and give your dog a bone, baby

    I was givin' some head to some french bread
    It was a four course orgy on the spread of my bed
    French kissin' french fries in my Fruit of the Looms
    I get deeper penetration with a fork and a spoon

    I got yogurt meat loaf smeared all over my ass
    I stick my weiner in two buns and and then give it the gas
    Sour cream from my spleen into Levi jeans
    Gonna bust the seams with my refried beans

    Ronald McDonald just loves to be fondled
    With Big Mac he'll **** it like a Chicken McNugget
    Colonel Sanders wants to goose Granny's loose caboose
    He's gonna give her a boost with that Kentucky fried juice
    Sooper doop poop scoop, loop de loop, chicken coop
    Shoot some hoop, top sirloin from the groin
    Topped with dick cheese, sneeze, wheeze,
    From the skeez disease, wooi!

    Take a dump, baby, squirt some gravy
    Pour some sugar on me, honey, make it brown & runny
    Give a little Flavor Flav, back from the grave
    Gonna burn some toast, pump some humpin' rump roast

    Knick knack paddywhack, jump in the sack, in fact
    Jerk the smack and crack Jack from the back
    Bananarama or ramabanana
    ****in' Barry Manilow on the Copa Cabana

    Squeeze me macaroni, slop your face with my bologna

    You gotta syphon the spinach, you gotta cream the corn
    Sperm scrambles the eggs and a meal is born
    Cookin' like a beginner, but I'm goin' up in her
    I had Fritos for lunch I'm havin' bush for dinner
    Chef Boyardee and the Three Muskateers
    Shove Charleston Chews in their rears like queers
    "Holy moly, guacamole!" said my Chips Ahoy
    I'm gonna pinch a ravioli on the Pillsbury dough...Tall man

    Knick knack paddywhack and give your dog a boner, baby

    We came to pottie...we came to pottie down your throat

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    "And all this terrible change had come about because he had ceased to believe himself and had taken to believing others. " - Leo Tolstoy

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    Quote Originally posted by Budgie
    BEST LYRICS REQUIRING INTERPRETATION.

    Here's my vote.

    Squeeze Me Macaroni by Mr. Bungle
    How charming - a song about tasty food items. Although, I don't see what interpretation is involved.....oh wait I get it - the interpretation lies in WHICH food items are best. Wow, that's really quite nuanced and clever!
    People will miss that it once meant something to be Southern or Midwestern. It doesn't mean much now, except for the climate. The question, “Where are you from?” doesn't lead to anything odd or interesting. They live somewhere near a Gap store, and what else do you need to know? - Garrison Keillor

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    Masta Ace
    Sittin' on Chrome

    He once was a dog from around the way... [so you better take it]
    Eazy! [and I'm sittin on chrome]
    He once was a dog from around the way... [so you better take it]
    Eazy! [and I'm sittin on chrome]

    I just got paid...
    It's friday night...
    I'm sittin' on chrome...
    And I'm feelin' alright...

    Verse one:

    Take it EZ, like E cuz I be,
    lettin ****** know what time it is when it comes to me
    You can't find us here anywhere and I tear you a new asshole,
    as beautiful as gold
    Look at your reflection in my shine,
    find pissy hallways are always on my mind
    But not tonight, I'm sittin on chri-dome,
    makin more waves than my cellular phi-done
    Mental energy from within keeps me higher
    than anything rolled and set on fire,
    Let me try a little somethin new, grand cuz what I am is mathematic,
    I must to blow your static if I can
    I.N.C. crew, I thought you knew,
    that's how you do, well check it this is how I do

    Chorus

    Verse two:

    I'm sittin on c-h, r-o-m-e,
    sippin brass monkey, digga got the remi
    Martin, I'm startin to feel like I wanna
    hit the strip spot and I think that I'm gonna
    I see my ***** Jose, "mira, que pasa?"
    We goin to the spot, need a ride? I gotcha
    So come on in, come on in, come on in
    It's like fire when you see my chrome spin
    I paid the valet, I stepped to the stage
    I think I wanna play with the girl in the cage
    Lap dance, lap dance, lap dance
    Baby look, I got trouble in my pants
    I just checked my wallet, no more dough
    I just paid your rent and now I gotta go
    She did me till I's done, smooth like ballet
    I walked outside, they said that they didn't got no valet
    Somebody caught me slippin', dipped with my ride
    But we gonna catch they ass on the b-side

    Chorus

    I just got paid...
    It's friday night...
    I'm sittin on chrome...
    And I'm feelin' aw-ight...

    Verse three:

    You can't I-N-C me, the
    Ace *****, so be ghost like Amity-
    -ville horror, 'til tomorrow, you're done
    So jet like Delta, I'm fly like the nun
    My mental state's more great than the lakes
    I'm Superior, it's Erie how I breaks
    ****** down, with the sound as I shine
    One time, and the chrome is the mind


    Chorus

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    Quote Originally posted by Planit
    Jimmy Buffet has several for me, but this one says it all:

    If we weren't all crazy we would go insane.
    Jimmy's lyrics are full of great and memorable lines. How about [I]"We are the people our parents warned us about." or another favorite: [I]They found him down in Florida with a tombstone for a crown."

    His song "Pirate Looks At Forty" has wonderful lyrics throughout.
    "I am very good at reading women, but I get into trouble for using the Braille method."

    ~ Otterpop ~

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    "Sad but True" by Metallica. Don't know why, but it's true!
    Back home just in time for hockey season!

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    **WARNING - FOUL LANGUAGE, RIDICULING OF PRESS, FIGHT-ENTICING**

    GET IN THE RING by Guns N' Roses
    Written by Axl Rose, Slash, Duff McKagan

    Why do you look at me when you hate me
    Why should I look at you when you make me hate you to
    I sense a smell of retribution in the air
    I don't even understand why the f*** you even care
    And I don't need your jealousy yeah
    Why drag me down in your misery
    And when you stare don't you think I feel it
    But I'm gonna deal it back to you in spades
    When I'm havin' fun ya know I can't conceal it
    'Cause I know you'd never cut it in my game- Oh no
    And when you're talkin' about a vasectomy- Yeah
    I'll be writin' down your obituary-
    HISTORY

    You got your bit***s with
    the silicone injections
    Crystal meth and yeast infections
    Bleached blond hair,
    Collagen lip projections
    Who are you to criticize my intentions
    Got your subtle manipulative devices
    Just like you I got my vices
    I got a thought that would be nice
    I'd like to crush your head tight in my vice- PAIN!!

    And that goes for all you punks in the press
    That want to start **** by printin' lies instead of the things we said
    That means you
    Andy Secher at Hit Parader
    Circus Magazine
    Mick Wall at Kerrang
    Bob Guccione Jr. at Spin,
    What you pissed off cuz your dad gets more p***y than you?
    F*** you
    Suck my f****n' d**k

    You be rippin' off the f****n' kids
    While they be payin' their hard earned money to read about the bands
    They want to know about
    Printin' lies startin' controversy
    You wanta antagonize me
    Antagonize me motherf****r
    Get in the ring motherf****r
    And I'll kick your bit**y little a**
    PUNK

    I don't like you, I just hate you
    I gonna kick your a**,
    Oh yeah! Ohyeah!

    You may not like our integrity yeah
    We built a world out of anarchy
    Oh yeah!

    AND IN THIS CORNER WEIGHING IN AT 850 POUNDS- GUNS N' ROSES

    Get in the ring
    Yeah

    Yeah this song is dedicated to
    All the Guns n'f****n' Roses fans
    Who stuck with us through all the F*****g s**t
    And to all those opposed...
    Hmm...well
    "Life's a journey, not a destination"
    -Steven Tyler

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    Peter Gabriel - Salisbury Hill

    For reasons I've never understood, this song always brings tears to my eyes.
    Climbing up on Salisbury Hill
    I could see the city lights
    Wind was blowing, time stood still
    Eagle flew out of the night
    He was something to observe
    Came in close, I heard a voice
    Standing, stretching every nerve
    I had to listen had no choice
    I did not believe the information
    Just had to trust imagination
    My heart going boom boom boom
    Son, he said, grab your things I've come to take you home

    To keep in silence I resigned
    My friends would think I was a nut
    Turning water into wine
    Open doors would soon be shut
    So I went from day to day
    Though my life was in a rut
    Till I thought of what I'd say
    And which connection I should cut
    I was feeling part of the scenery
    I walked right out of the machinery
    My heart going boom boom boom
    Son, he said, grab your things I've come to take you home

    yeaah, back home

    When illusion spin her net
    I'm never where I want to be
    And liberty she pirouette
    When I think that I am free
    Watched by empty silhouettes
    Who close their eyes but still can see
    No one taught them etiquette
    So I will show another me
    Today I don't need a replacement
    I'll tell them what the smile on my face meant
    My heart going boom boom boom
    Hey, I said, you can keep my things they've come to take me home

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    I could never pick just one set of lyrics but this is the most fun that comes to mind...now to bring you all back .....

    Kick it!

    You wake up late for school man you don't wanna go
    You ask you mom, "Please?" but she still says, "No!"
    You missed two classes and no homework
    But your teacher preaches class like you're some kind of jerk

    You gotta fight for your right to party

    You pops caught you smoking and he said, "No way!"
    That hypocrite smokes two packs a day
    Man, living at home is such a drag
    Now your mom threw away your best porno mag Bust it!

    [repeat chorus]

    Don't step out of this house if that's the clothes you're gonna wear
    I'll kick you out of my home if you don't cut that hair
    Your mom busted in and said, "What's that noise?"
    Aw, mom you're just jealous it's the Beastie Boys!

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    Quote Originally posted by Jaxspra
    I could never pick just one set of lyrics but this is the most fun that comes to mind...now to bring you all back .....

    Kick it!

    You wake up late for school man you don't wanna go
    You ask you mom, "Please?" but she still says, "No!"
    You missed two classes and no homework
    But your teacher preaches class like you're some kind of jerk

    You gotta fight for your right to party

    You pops caught you smoking and he said, "No way!"
    That hypocrite smokes two packs a day
    Man, living at home is such a drag
    Now your mom threw away your best porno mag Bust it!

    [repeat chorus]

    Don't step out of this house if that's the clothes you're gonna wear
    I'll kick you out of my home if you don't cut that hair
    Your mom busted in and said, "What's that noise?"
    Aw, mom you're just jealous it's the Beastie Boys!

    Those may very well be the greatest lyrics ever

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    Right now Stevie Wonder's "Isn't She Lovely" means a lot in our house. No interpretation needed though:

    Isn't she lovely
    Isn't she wonderful
    Isn't she precious
    Less than one minute old
    I never thought through love we'd be
    Making one as lovely as she
    But isn't she lovely made from love
    When Jesus said "love your enemies", he probably didn't mean kill them.

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    Quote Originally posted by Habanero
    Right now Stevie Wonder's "Isn't She Lovely" means a lot in our house. No interpretation needed though:

    Isn't she lovely
    Isn't she wonderful
    Isn't she precious
    Less than one minute old
    I never thought through love we'd be
    Making one as lovely as she
    But isn't she lovely made from love
    Reminded me of another great song. Stevie Wonder "You are the Sunshine of My Life." Which can be the father-son alternative of "Isn't She Lovely" And when I think of that song I always remember that "Taxi" episode where Reverend Jim receives a package from his father after his death and Jim's father included a tape recorder with that song. Very fitting way to express such a strong emotion to his son, because fathers sometimes cannot say it.
    "I am very good at reading women, but I get into trouble for using the Braille method."

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    Frank Zappa ahs some great not work safe lyricvs (dinah moe hum, JAP, catholic girls)

    Other great lyrics - John Prine ( Same Stone cam home from a conflict overseas with a $30 habit without over time....There's a hole in daddy's arm where the money goes, JC died for nothing I suppose)

    Lou Reed

    Perfect Day -Its such a perfect a day I glad I spent it with you. Too bad he was talking about heroin addiction

    Original Wrapper - great anti aids / sharing needles song

    The Who

    Sally Simpson
    Behind Blue Eyes
    5:15

    Geoff Berner www.geoffberner.com
    Prague is like a disney land for the terminally XXXXed
    Goddam Lucky Jew - Lucky! Lucky! All the time! Now I've got my own country,
    Where I am free to persecute People with less luck than me.

    Billy Bragg
    Virtue never tested is no vitue at all.

    There are lots more that I like, but don't have the time to think them out. Maybe later I'll post them.
    Too lazy to beat myself up for being to lazy to beat myself up for being too lazy to... well you get the point....

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    For my two cents, the single best lyricist of the 20th century is and was Bob Dylan. Just a sample from All Along the Watchtower:

    "There must be some way out of here," said the joker to the thief,
    "There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief.
    Businessmen, they drink my wine, plowmen dig my earth,
    None of them along the line know what any of it is worth."

    "No reason to get excited," the thief, he kindly spoke,
    "There are many here among us who feel that life is but a joke.
    But you and I, we've been through that, and this is not our fate,
    So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late."

    All along the watchtower, princes kept the view
    While all the women came and went, barefoot servants, too.
    Outside in the distance a wildcat did growl,
    Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl.

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    Alright, alright, perhaps my "party lyrics" weren't the BEST lyrics so here is one of my favorite songs. Its a later "Dead" tune and the lyrics are great (IMHO)

    Throwing Stones

    Picture a bright blue ball just spinning, spinning free
    Dizzy with eternity.
    Paint it with a skin of sky, brush in some clouds and sea
    Call it home for you and me.
    A peaceful place or so it looks from space
    A closer look reveals the human race.
    Full of hope, full of grace, is the human face.
    But afraid, we may our home to waste.
    There's a fear down here we can't forget hasn't got a name just yet
    Always awake, always around singing ashes to ashes all fall down.
    Now watch as the ball revolves and the nighttime calls
    And again the hunt begins and again the bloodwind calls
    By and by again, the morning sun will rise
    But the darkness never goes from some men's eyes.
    It strolls the sidewalks and it rolls the streets
    Stalking turf, dividing up meat.
    Nightmare spook, piece of heat, you and me, you and me.
    Click, flashblade in ghetto night. Rudies looking for a fight.
    Rat cat alley roll them bones. Need that cash to feed that jones
    And the politicians throwing stones
    Singing ashes, ashes all fall down.
    Commissars and pin-striped bosses role the dice
    Any way they fall guess who gets to pay the price.
    Money green or proletarian gray, selling guns instead of food today.
    So the kids they dance, they shake their bones
    While the politicians throwing stones
    Singing ashes, ashes all fall down.
    Heartless powers try to tell us what to think
    If the spirit's sleeping, then the flesh is ink.
    History's page, it is thusly carved in stone
    The future's here, we are it, we are on our own.
    If the game is lost then we're all the same
    No one left to place or take the blame.
    We will leave this place an empty stone
    Or this shinning ball of bule we can call our home
    So the kids they dance, they shake their bones
    While the politicians are throwing stones
    Singing ashes, ashes all fall down.
    Shipping powders back and forth
    Singing "black goes south while white comes north"
    And the whole world full of petty wars
    Singing "I got mine and you got yours."
    And the current fashions set the pace.
    Lose your step, fall out of grace.
    And the radical he rant and rage, Singing "someone got to turn the page"
    And the rich man in his summer home,
    Singing "Just leave well enough alone"
    But his pants are down, his cover's blown
    And the politicians are throwing stones
    So the kids they dance they shake their bones
    Cause its all too clear we're on our own
    Picture a bright blue ball just spinning, spinning free
    It's dizzying, the possibilities. Ashes, Ashes all fall down.

    And one more:
    We Can Run

    We don't own this place, though we act as if we did,
    It's a loan from the children of our children's kids.
    The actual owners haven't even been born yet.

    But we never tend the garden and rarely we pay the rent,
    Some of it is broken and the rest of it is bent
    Put it all on plastic and I wonder where we'll be when the bills hit.

    [Chorus:]
    We can run,
    But we can't hide from it.
    Of all possible worlds,
    We only got one:
    We gotta to ride on it.
    Whatever we've done,
    We'll never get far from what we leave behind,
    Baby, we can run, run, run, but we can't hide.
    Oh no, we can't hide.

    I'm dumpin' my trash in your back yard
    Makin' certain you don't notice really isn't so hard
    You're so busy with your guns and all of your excuses to use them.

    Well, it's oil for the rich and babies for the poor,
    We got everyone believin' that more is more,
    If a reckoning comes, maybe we will know what to do then.

    [Bridge:]
    All these complications seem to leave no choice,
    I heard the tongues of billions speak with just one voice,
    Saying, "Just leave all the rest to me,
    I need it worse than you, you see."
    And then I heard...
    The sound of one child crying.

    Today I went walking in the amber wind,
    There's a hole in the sky where the light pours in
    I remembered the days when I wasn't afraid of the sunshine.

    But now it beats down on the asphalt land
    Like a hammering blow from God's left hand
    What little still grows cringes in the shade like a bad vine.

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    Quote Originally posted by donk
    Billy Bragg
    His lyrics can be humorous and brutally honest at the same time

    The Busy Girl Buys Beauty

    "The busy girl buys beauty
    The pretty girl buys style
    And the simple girl buys
    What she's told to buy
    And sees her world
    Through the brightly lit eyes
    Of the glossy romance of fashion
    Where she can learn...
    Top tips for the gas cook
    Successful secrets of a sexual kind
    The daily drill for beautiful hair
    And the truth about pain

    What was Anna Ford wearing?
    What did Angela Rippon say?
    What will you do
    When you wake up one morning
    To find that God's made you plain
    In a beautiful person's world?
    And all those quick recipes
    Have let you down
    And you're 20½ and not yet engaged
    Will you go look for the boy who says
    I love you let's get married and have kids

    The busy girl buys beauty
    The pretty girl buys style
    And the simple girl buys
    What she's told to buy
    Through the brightly lit eyes
    Of the glossy romance of fashion
    Where she can learn...
    Top tips for the gas cook
    Successful secrets of a sexual kind
    The daily drill for beautiful hair
    In a mail order paradise... "

    Quote Originally posted by gkmo62u
    For my two cents, the single best lyricist of the 20th century is and was Bob Dylan. Just a sample from All Along the Watchtower:
    Ditto. These lyrics are timeless. Dylan is a musical modern Shakespeare.
    "The current American way of life is founded not just on motor transportation but on the religion of the motorcar, and the sacrifices that people are prepared to make for this religion stand outside the realm of rational criticism." -Lewis Mumford

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    i agree with dobopoq (watch for lighting...) and think Billy Bragg is a treasure as well. Scares me sometimes with the socialist bent but he is funny, ironic...my wife calls him the annoying, whinny british guy...

    So drag me to the altar
    And i'll make my sacrifice
    Love is just a moment of giving
    And marriage is when we admit our parents were right
    And marriage is when we admit our parents were probably right

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    Quote Originally posted by Habanero
    Right now Stevie Wonder's "Isn't She Lovely" means a lot in our house. No interpretation needed though:

    Isn't she lovely
    Isn't she wonderful
    Isn't she precious
    Less than one minute old
    I never thought through love we'd be
    Making one as lovely as she
    But isn't she lovely made from love
    Did I miss the big announcement??? If so, congrats! We want pictures!

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    lyrics

    Bob Dylan:
    "Its allright ma, I'm only bleedin'"
    "Mr. Tambourine man"
    "Just like a woman"

    The Beatles:
    "Ellenor Rigby"
    "A day in the life"
    "Something"

    Steven Stills:
    "For what its worth"
    "4 + 20"

    Grahm Nash:
    "Teach your children"

    David Crosby:
    "Guinevere"

    David Mallett:
    "Fire"
    "The garden song"
    WALSTIB

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    [QUOTE=donk]

    Other great lyrics - John Prine ( Same Stone cam home from a conflict overseas with a $30 habit without over time....There's a hole in daddy's arm where the money goes, JC died for nothing I suppose)

    I like "Your flag decal won't get you into heaven any more."
    WALSTIB

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    As lyrics go it seems alot folks don't have much patience with REM. Very often the meaning of their lyrics is completely obscure. For example, the song Fall on Me
    There’s a problem, feathers iron
    Bargain buildings, weights and pullies
    Feathers hit the ground before the weight can leave the air
    Buy the sky and sell the sky and tell the sky and tell the sky

    Don’t fall on me (what is it up in the air for) (it’s gonna fall)
    Fall on me (if it’s there for long) (it’s gonna fall)
    Fall on me (it’s over it’s over me) (it’s gonna fall)

    There’s the progress we have found (when the rain)
    A way to talk around the problem (when the children reign)
    Building towered foresight (keep your conscience in the dark)
    Isn’t anything at all (the statues in the park)
    Buy the sky and sell the sky and bleed the sky and tell the sky

    (repeat chorus)
    Don’t fall on me

    Well I could keep it above
    But then it wouldn’t be sky anymore
    So if I send it to you you’ve got to promise to keep it whole

    Buy the sky and sell the sky and lift your arms up to the sky
    And ask the sky and ask the sky
    What does it all mean? Well, nothing in particular - unless you happen to already know what the subject of the song is. We find out from band members later on that the song is about acid rain and then can scratch our head and say "oh yeah, I guess I can kinda see how it all strings together given that context".

    Like I said, alot of people find this kinda thing pretty annoying, but in fairness REM is hardly the only band to engage in this particular lyrical practice.
    People will miss that it once meant something to be Southern or Midwestern. It doesn't mean much now, except for the climate. The question, “Where are you from?” doesn't lead to anything odd or interesting. They live somewhere near a Gap store, and what else do you need to know? - Garrison Keillor

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    Quote Originally posted by gkmo62u
    So drag me to the altar
    And i'll make my sacrifice
    Love is just a moment of giving
    And marriage is when we admit our parents were right
    And marriage is when we admit our parents were probably right
    For more on the subject of marriage, check this out:

    Contract
    by Gang of Four

    The same again
    Another disagreement
    You dreamed of scenes
    Like you read of in magazines
    A new romance
    Invented in the bedroom
    Is this so private
    Our struggle in the bedroom

    Is this really the way it is
    Or a contract in our mutual interest

    The same again
    Another disappointment
    We couldn't perform
    In the way the other wanted
    These social dreams
    Put in practise in the bedroom
    Is this so private
    Our struggle in the bedroom

    Is this really the way it is
    Or a contract in our mutual interest

    Our bodies make us worry
    Our bodies make us worry
    Our bodies make us worry
    Our bodies make us worry

    Is this really the way it is
    Or a contract in our mutual interest
    Is this really the way it is
    Or a contract in our mutual interest
    "The current American way of life is founded not just on motor transportation but on the religion of the motorcar, and the sacrifices that people are prepared to make for this religion stand outside the realm of rational criticism." -Lewis Mumford

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    Quote Originally posted by SW MI Planner
    Did I miss the big announcement??? If so, congrats! We want pictures!
    I wish! I go in on Tuesday to see just how big our giant is right now and then we'll decide if she gets to come early (I hope) or if she'll stay put for another 3 weeks or so.


    I've never really like REM. I know, I could be shot, but eh, they're just okay for me.
    When Jesus said "love your enemies", he probably didn't mean kill them.

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    i know you're out there

    anything by Steely Dan for me - today's lyric is:

    BARRYTOWN

    I'm not one to look behind I know that times must change
    But over there in Barrytown they do things very strange
    And though you're not my enemy
    I like things like they used to be
    And though you'd like some company
    I'm standing by myself
    Go play with someone else

    I can see by what you carry that you come from Barrytown

    Don't believe I'm taken in by stories I have heard
    I just read the Daily News and swear by every word
    And don't think that I'm out of line
    For speaking out for what is mine
    I'd like to see you do just fine
    But look at what you wear
    And the way you cut your hair

    I can see by what you carry that you come from Barrytown

    In the beginning we recall that the word was hurled
    Barrytown people got to be from another world

    Leave me or I'll be just like the others you will meet
    They won't act as kindly if they see you on the street
    And don't you scream or make a shout
    It's nothing you can do about
    It was there where you came out
    It's a special lack of grace
    I can see it in your face

    I can see by what you carry that you come from Barrytown

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