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Thread for song lyrics and any/everything poetry you love now, loved before, and find interesting just for the sake of the great prose...
XTRA Points for those who spot the song or writer.
- canoe2
Every time when I look in the mirror
All these lines on my face getting clearer
The past is gone
And it went by, like dusk to dawn
Isn't that the way?
Everybody's got their dues in life to pay
Yeah, I know nobody knows
Where it comes and where it goes
I know it's everybody's sin
You got to lose to know how to win
Half my life's in books, written pages
Live and learn from fools and from sages
You know it's true, oh
All the things come back to you
- lnu0
This little tune always tugs at my heartstrings:
He said "I'll love you till I die",
She told him "You'll forget in time"
As the years went slowly by,
She still preyed upon his mindHe kept her picture on his wall,
Went half-crazy now and then
He still loved her through it all,
Hoping she'd come back againKept some letters by his bed
Dated nineteen sixty-two
He had underlined in red
Every single "I love you"I went to see him just today,
Oh but I didn't see no tears
All dressed up to go away,
First time I'd seen him smile in yearsHe stopped loving her today
They placed a wreath upon his door
And soon they'll carry him away
He stopped loving her todayYou know, she came to see him one last time
Aww, and we all wondered if she would
And it kept runnin' through my mind
"This time he's over her for good"
- D4W33D0
I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's realThe needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everythingWhat have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the endAnd you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurtI wear this crown of thorns
Upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repairBeneath the stains of time
The feelings disappear
You are someone else
I'm still right hereWhat have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the endAnd you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurtIf I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way- I am always moved to tears when I hear this songD4W33D
- it's a great tune.Ianbolton
- So honest, is he the original author?canoe
- Trent wrote itscarabin
- Thought so...canoe
- Johnny Cashi_was
- what a shit, Reznor is a cucki_was
- I was talking about Johny cash's version...D4W33D
- People usually are. Trent himself said he considers it a cash song nowscarabin
- I saw the video for the Cash version for the first time in a Virgin Megastore in NYC, Union Sq. Everyone turned to watch it.CyBrainX
- To me cash is just covering it. Nothing compares to Trent who loved, wrote, created and owned this song long before cash touched it.monospaced
- People only like the cash version because his voice sounds as sickly and half dead as it does. Fehmonospaced
- I think I read something aboit Reznor saying it was gonna be hard to interpret that song after Cash’s version.maquito
- i_was, you’re the definition of cuck. What the fuck off?maquito
- I own more NIN albums than Johnny Cash. and I gotta say, I think cash's version is better.pango
- You can’t be serious. o_0monospaced
- more NIN than cash? why not? NIN was THE jam for my teenage years! :Ppango
- I'm a huge NIN fan, we had that in common as teens. I just can't see how the boring cash version is "better," just more depressing sounding.monospaced
- "It was this other person inhabiting my most personal song. Hearing it was like someone kissing your girlfriend. It felt invasive." — trentmonospaced
- I suppose he liked the song and was flattered, but I don't see any indication he considers it a Cash song now, more that Cash makes everyone's songs his.monospaced
- ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ to each of their own. Music hits people differently. Trent also said good things about Cash's version.pango
- https://www.youtube.…pango
- Sure, he liked it eventually. I just don't think it's that good. Just my opinion.monospaced
- Anyone see the Song Exploder series? Trent dissects this song https://youtu.be/myl…Ianbolton
- Definitive version: https://www.youtube.…garbage
- I guess i was remembering the first part of that quote “Iwasn’t prepared for what I saw, and it really then, wasn’t my song anymore”scarabin
- I think the meaning of that quote is up for interpretation.monospaced
- perhaps even tho he gave permission to do a cover of his song, he wasn't prepared for it not being his. and im guessing once he removed him self out of it, thenpango
- he started to appreciate what cash did.pango
- also he seems to be more cool about people covering his songs now. he could have cock block lil nas X for sampling his song in old town road.pango
- he just had his people work it out with lil nas' people. and also “34 Ghosts IV,” was released under creative common. in a way he was expecting people to samplpango
- CyBrainX0
Rousseau walks on trumpet paths
Safaris to the heart of all that jazz
Through I-bars and girders, through wires and pipes
The mathematic circuits of the modern nights
Through huts through Harlem through jails and gospel pews
Through the class on Park and the trash on Vine
Through Europe and the deep deep heart of Dixie blue
Through savage progress cuts the jungle lineIn a low-cut blouse she brings the beer
Rousseau paints a jungle flower behind her ear
Those cannibals of shuck and jive
They'll eat a working girl like her alive
With his hard-edged eye and his steady hand
He paints the cellar full of ferns and orchid vines
And he hangs a moon above a five-piece band
He hangs it up above the jungle lineThe jungle line the jungle line
Screaming in a ritual of sound and time
Floating, drifting on the air conditioned wind
And drooling for a taste of something smuggled in
Pretty women funneled through valves and smoke
Coy and bitchy wild and fine
And charging elephants and chanting slaving boats
Charging chanting down the jungle lineThere's a poppy wreath on a soldier's tomb
There's a poppy snake in a dressing room
Poppy poison poppy tourniquet
It slithers away on brass like mouthpiece spit
And metal skin and ivory birds
Go steaming up to Rousseau's vines
They go steaming up to Brooklyn Bridge
Steaming, steaming, steaming up the jungle line- https://www.youtube.…CyBrainX
- wow Joni got all avant on that onecanoe
- It's a great album all the way throughNonEntity
- Morning_star0
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Motherfucker
- nb1
Day, is a day, is a day, is a day, is a day, is a day-o
Daylight come and we want go home
Work all night on a drink of rum
- jdascher12001
Home is where I want to be
Pick me up and turn me round
I feel numb, burn with a weak heart
I guess I must be having fun
The less we say about it the better
Make it up as we go along
Feet on the ground
Head in the sky
It's ok I know nothing's wrong... nothingHi yo I got plenty of time
Hi yo you got light in your eyes
And you're standing here beside me
I love the passing of time
Never for money
Always for loveCover up + say goodnight... say goodnight
Home, is where I want to be
But I guess I'm already there
I come home, she lifted up her wings
Guess that this must be the place
I can't tell one from anotherDid I find you, or you find me?
There was a time before we were bornIf someone asks, this where I'll be where I'll be
Hi yo we drift in and out
Hi yo sing into my mouth
Out of all those kinds of people
You got a face with a view
I'm just an animal looking for a home
Share the same space for a minute or two
And you love me till my heart stops
Love me till I'm dead
Eyes that light up, eyes look through you
Cover up the blank spots
Hit me on the head ah ooh
- pablo281
I started a joke, which started the whole world crying
But I didn't see that the joke was on me, oh noI started to cry, which started the whole world laughing
Oh, if I'd only seen that the joke was on meI looked at the skies, running my hands over my eyes
And I fell out of bed, hurting my head from things that I'd saidTill I finally died, which started the whole world living
Oh, if I'd only seen that the joke was on meI looked at the skies, running my hands over my eyes
And I fell out of bed, hurting my head from things that I'd said'Till I finally died, which started the whole world living
Oh, if I'd only seen that the joke was on me
- Ramanisky21
Solo, I'm a soloist on a solo list
All live, never on a floppy disk
Inka, inka, bottle of ink
Paintings of rebellion
Drawn up by the thoughts I think- I had to look that up even though I've worn that album out for 30 years like everyone else.CyBrainX
- face_melter0
Under the deep red light
I can see the makeup sliding down
Hey, little girl, you will always make up
So take off that unbecoming frown
What about me - well
I'll find someone
That's not going cheap in the sales
A nice little housewife
Who'll give me a steady life
And won't keep going off the railsTake your hands off me
I don't belong to you, you see
Take a look at my face
For the last time
I never knew you
You never knew me
Say hello goodbye
Say hello wave goodbye
- CyBrainX0
There's an island way out in the sea
Where the babies, they all grow on trees
And it's jolly good fun to swing in the sun
But you gotta watch out if you sneeze-sneeze
Gotta watch out if you sneezeYeah, you gotta watch out if you sneeze
For swingin' up there in the breeze
You're liable to cough
You might very well fall off
And tumble down flop on your knees-knees
Tumble down flop on your kneesAnd when the stormy winds wail
And the breezes blow high in a gale
There's a curious dropping and flopping and plopping
And fat little babies just hail-hail
Fat little babies just hailAnd the babies lie there in a pile
And the grown-ups they come after awhile
And they always pass by all the babies that cry
And take only babies that smile-smile
Take only babies that smile
Even triplets and twins if they'll smile
- CyBrainX0
Pedro lives out of the Wilshire Hotel
He looks out a window without glass
The walls are made of cardboard, newspapers on his feet
And his father beats him 'cause he's too tired to beg
He's got nine brothers and sisters
They're brought up on their knees
It's hard to run when a coat hanger beats you on the thighs
Pedro dreams of being older and killing the old man
But that's a slim chance, he's going to the boulevard
He's gonna end up on the dirty boulevard
He's going out to the dirty boulevard
He's going down to the dirty boulevard
This room cost $2, 000 dollars a month
You can believe it, man, it's true
Somewhere a landlord's laughing 'til he wets his pants
No one dreams of being a doctor or a lawyer or anything
They dream of dealing on the dirty boulevard
"Give me your hungry, your tired, your poor, I'll piss on 'em"
That's what the statue of bigotry says
Your poor huddled masses, let's club 'em to death
And get it over with and just dump 'em on the boulevard
Get 'em out on the dirty boulevard
Going out to the dirty boulevard
They're going down on the dirty boulevard
Going out...
Outside it's a bright night, there's an opera at Lincoln Center
Movie stars arrive by limousine
The klieg lights shoot up over the skyline of Manhattan
But the lights are out on the mean streets
A small kid stands by the Lincoln Tunnel
He is selling plastic roses for a buck
The traffic's backed up to 39th street
The TV whores are calling the cops out for a suck
And back at the Wilshire, Pedro sits there dreaming
He's found a book on magic in a garbage can
He looks at the pictures and stares up at the cracked ceiling
"At the count of three, " he says, "I hope I can disappear"
And fly, fly away from this dirty boulevard
I want to fly from dirty boulevard
I wanna fly from dirty boulevard
I want to fly, fly, fly, fly from dirty boulevard
- palimpsest-2
Enough about Human Rights!
What about Whale Rights? What about Snail Rights?
What about Seal Rights? What about Eel Rights?
What about Coon Rights? What about Loon Rights?
What about Wolf Rights? What about, what about, what about,
What about Moose Rights? What about Goose Rights?
What about Lark Rights? What about Shark Rights?
What about Fox Rights? What about Ox Rights?
What about Mole Rights? What about, what about, what about,
What about Goat Rights? What about Stoat Rights?
What about Pike Rights? What about Shrike Rights?
What about Hare Rights? What about Bear Rights?
What about Plant Rights?Enough about Human Rights!
What about Hog Rights? What about Frog Rights?
What about Kite Rights? What about Mite Rights?
What about Bee Rights? What about Flea Rights?
What about Stork Rights? What about, what about, what about,
What about Bat Rights? What about Gnat Rights?
What about Mouse Rights? What about Louse Rights?
What about Cat Rights? What about Rat Rights?
What about Hawk Rights? What about, what about, what about,
What about Bug Rights? What about Slug Rights?
What about Bass Rights? What about Ass Rights?
What about Worm Rights? What about Germ Rights?
What about Pork Rights?
- fadein113
Oh what an atmosphere!
I love a party with a happy atmosphere,
So let me take you there,
And you and I'll be dancin' in the cool night air!Well we're at the dancin' party,
And you're out there havin' fun,
And your girl is there beside you,
And you feel like number one!So get your body movin'...
'Cos tonight has just begun...
OH WHOA! Let it go!
WHOOA! Let it show...
Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah!
Oh what an atmosphere!
I love a party with a happy atmosphere,
So let me take you there,
And you and I'll be dancin' in the cool night air!
OH OHOh what an atmosphere!
I love a party with a happy atmosphere, yeah mmmm,
Music everywhere,
And soon we'll be dancin' in the cool night air!Now we're out here all together,
Everybody's hand in hand,
We can make it last forever,
When we're dancin' with the gang!
Well you've got your favourite records,
And Frankie's got his band!HUH!!!
OH WHOA! Let it go!
WHOOA! Let it show...
Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah!Oh what an atmosphere!
I love a party with a happy atmosphere,
So let me take you there,
And you and I'll be dancin' in the cool night air!
OH OH
Oh what an atmosphere!
I love a party with a happy atmosphere, mmmm yeah,
Music everywhere,
And soon we'll be dancin' in the cool night air!
- kingsteven4
Generals gathered in their masses
Just like witches at black masses
Evil minds that plot masses
Sorcerer of death's masses
In the fields, the bodies masses
As the war machine keeps masses
Death and hatred to masses
Poisoning their brainwashed masses
Oh masses!- The Oz manRamanisky2
- he gives good masskingsteven
- Why does every line end in masses when the song doesn’t?!Hayzilla
- that's the joke, the first two are the same so why not all lol_niko
- Ramanisky21
Histories of ages past
Unenlightened shadows cast
Down through all eternity
The crying of humanity
- colin_s0
The car is on fire, and there's no driver at the wheel
And the sewers are all muddied with a thousand lonely suicides
And a dark wind blowsThe government is corrupt
And we're on so many drugs
With the radio on and the curtains drawnWe're trapped in the belly of this horrible machine
And the machine is bleeding to deathThe sun has fallen down
And the billboards are all leering
And the flags are all dead at the top of their polesIt went like this:
The buildings toppled in on themselves
Mothers clutching babies
Picked through the rubble
And pulled out their hairThe skyline was beautiful on fire
All twisted metal stretching upwards
Everything washed in a thin orange haze
I said, "Kiss me, you're beautiful -
These are truly the last days"You grabbed my hand
And we fell into it
Like a daydream
Or a feverWe woke up one morning and fell a little further down
For sure it's the valley of deathI open up my wallet
And it's full of blood
- Bluejam0
Heart felt recital
From the wacky blacky man
They should have called me Michael
Look at the monster you make
Look at the monster you pay
But you claim no responsibility
Cause it's each to his self
In these times that we live
Does God have a sense of humour
Then the joke's on us
Cause we're chasing our tails
For how long
The tussle makes us how strong
Vintage poor people fun
If we could ease up
On these booze and fags
Then, just maybey
Life wouldn't be so mad
Be a man my dad said
But what the hell he know
He lost his dreams
He lost his flow
And I don't want to be alone
I'm born King
So where's my throne
- Ramanisky2-1
I ain't tellin' no lie
Mine's a tale that can't be told
My freedom I hold dear
How years ago in days of old
When magic filled the air
'T was in the darkest depths of Mordor
I met a girl so fair
But Gollum, and the evil one
Crept up and slipped away with her
Her, her, yeah
Ain't nothing I can do, no- I always imagine where and when he used to write those lyrics... always in some castle built of stone in my mindcanoe
- garbage-1
The bloody cops are bloody keen
to bloody keep it bloody clean
the bloody chief's a bloody swine
who bloody draws a bloody line
at bloody fun and bloody games
the bloody kids he bloody blames
are nowehere to be bloody found
anywhere in chicken townthe bloody scene is bloody sad
the bloody news is bloody bad
the bloody weed is bloody turf
the bloody speed is bloody surf
the bloody folks are bloody daft
don't make me bloody laugh
it bloody hurts to look around
everywhere in chicken town
the bloody train is bloody late
you bloody wait you bloody wait
you're bloody lost and bloody found
stuck in f*cking chicken townthe bloody view is bloody vile
for bloody miles and bloody miles
the bloody babies bloody cry
the bloody flowers bloody die
the bloody food is bloody muck
the bloody drains are bloody fucked
the color scheme is bloody brown
everywhere in chicken townthe bloody pubs are bloody dull
the bloody clubs are bloody full
of bloody girls and bloody guys
with bloody murder in their eyes
a bloody bloke is bloody stabbed
waiting for a bloody cab
you bloody stay at bloody home
the bloody neighbors bloody moan
keep the bloody racket down
this is bloody chicken townthe bloody pies are bloody old
the bloody chips are bloody cold
the bloody beer is bloody flat
the bloody flats have bloody rats
the bloody clocks are bloody wrong
the bloody days are bloody long
it bloody gets you bloody down
evidently chicken town
the bloody train is bloody late
you bloody wait you bloody wait
you're bloody lost and bloody found
stuck in fucking chicken town