Song Lyrics

[3rd World Man]

Nico, I'm intrigued with your Jacob/Bob Dylan & Jackson Browne choices! I never knew that offspring of ol' Bobby had such depth to his lyrics ;-)
Brings to mind another in that vein, the great Bruce Springsteen. This song has always been one of my fav Springsteen tunes, it's a sad story but very, very powerful the way he sings it. You can see why people hailed him as the "New Bob Dylan" when this came out circa 1972. I think you'll like it!


"For You"
Bruce Springsteen

Princess cards she sends me with her regards
barroom eyes shine vacancy, to see her you gotta look hard
Wounded deep in battle, I stand stuffed like some soldier undaunted
To her Cheshire smile. I'll stand on file, she's all I ever wanted.
But you let your blue walls get in the way of these facts
honey, get your carpetbaggers off my back
you wouldn't even give me time to cover my tracks.
You said, "Here's your mirror and your ball and jacks".
But they're not what I came for, and I'm sure you see that too
I came for you, for you, I came for you, but you did not need my urgency
I came for you, for you, I came for you, but your life was one long emergency
and your cloud line urges me, and my electric surges free

Crawl into my ambulance, your pulse is getting weak
reveal yourself all now to me girl while you've got the strength to speak
Cause they're waiting for you at Bellevue with their oxygen masks
But I could give it all to you now if only you could ask.
And don't call for your surgeon even he says it's too late
It's not your lungs this time, it's your heart that holds your fate
Don't give me money, honey, I don't want it back
you and your pony face and your union jack
well take your local joker and teach him how to act
I swear I was never that way even when I really cracked
Didn't you think I knew that you were born with the power of a locomotive
able to leap tall buildings in a single bound?
And your Chelsea suicide with no apparent motive
you could laugh and cry in a single sound.

And your strength is devastating in the face of all these odds
Remember how I kept you waiting when it was my turn to be the god?

You were not quite half so proud when I found you broken on the beach
Remember how I poured salt on your tongue and hung just out of reach
And the band they played the homecoming theme as I caressed your cheek
That ragged, jagged melody she still clings to me like a leech.
But that medal you wore on your chest always got in the way
like a little girl with a trophy so soft to buy her way
We were both hitchhikers but you had your ear tuned to the roar
of some metal-tempered engine on an alien, distant shore
So you, left to find a better reason than the one we were living for
and it's not that nursery mouth I came back for
It's not the way you're stretched out on the floor
cause I've broken all your windows and I've rammed through all your doors
And who am I to ask you to lick my sores?
And you should know that's true...
I came for you, for you, I came for you, but you did not need my urgency
I came for you, for you, I came for you, but your life was one long emergency
and your cloud line urges me, and my electric surges free


Copyright © Bruce Springsteen (ASCAP)

[3rd World Man]

Here's another sad tale, by one of my all-time favorite artists, Peter Gabriel. Many of his songs are very deep, emotional stories that are so full of imagery that each song is like a mini-movie. Even though I like happy, upbeat songs most of the time, the ones that stand out always seem to be songs that stir the emotions (my best friend thinks my music taste is MOR, but I think she'll change her mind eventually! )

"Here Comes The Flood"
Peter Gabriel

When the night shows
The signals grow on radios
All the strange things
They come and go as early warnings
Stranded starfish have no place to hide
Still waiting for the swollen Easter tide
There's no point in direction we cannot even choose a side

I took the old track
The hollow shoulder, across the waters
On the tall cliffs
They were getting older, sons and daughters
The jaded underworld was riding high
Waves of steel hurled metal at the sky
And as the nails sunk in the cloud, the rain was warm
And soaked the crowd

Lord, here comes the flood
We'll say goodbye to flesh and blood
If again the seas are silent
In any still alive
It'll be those who gave their island to survive
Drink up, dreamers, you’re running dry

When the flood calls
You have no home, you have no walls
In the thunder crash
You're a thousand minds, within a flash
Don't be afraid to cry at what you see
The actors gone, there's only you and me
And if we break before the dawn, they'll use up what
We used to be

Lord here comes the flood
We'll say goodbye to flesh and blood
If again the seas are silent
In any still alive
It'll be those who gave their island to survive
Drink up, dreamers, you're running dry
Lord here comes the flood
We'll say goodbye to flesh and blood
If again the seas are silent
In any still alive
It'll be those who gave their island to survive
Drink up, dreamers, you're running dry
Drink up, dreamers, you're running dry

[Nico]

shebop: I've loved all your choices as well! I am such a classic rock fan, so bring them on!

3rd World Man: Your choices are wonderful- what a beastly friend is this...my goodness, MOR... send them some CDs and tell them to shove it.

One of my favorite songs ever. DOWNLOAD THIS!!!

DANCING BAREFOOT (Patti Smith)

She is benediction
she is addicted to thee
she is the root connection
she is connecting with he

here I go and I don't know why
I fell so ceaselessly
could it be he's taking over me...

I'm dancing barefoot
heading for a spin
some strange music draws me in
makes me come on like some heroin/e

she is sublimation
she is the essence of thee
she is concentrating on
he, who is chosen by she

here I go and I don't know why
I spin so ceaselessly,
could it be he's taking over me...

[chorus]

she is re-creation
she, intoxicated by thee
she has the slow sensation that
he is levitating with she ...

here I go and I don't know why,
I spin so ceaselessly,
'til I lose my sense of gravity...

[chorus]

(oh god I fell for you ...)

the plot of our life sweats in the dark like a face
the mystery of childbirth, of childhood itself
grave visitations
what is it that calls to us?
why must we pray screaming?
why must not death be redefined?
we shut our eyes we stretch out our arms
and whirl on a pane of glass
an afixiation a fix on anything the line of life the limb of a tree
the hands of he and the promise that s/he is blessed among women.

(oh god I fell for you ...)

[Livia]

Awesome choices - I love Johnette Napolitano's version of "Dancing Barefoot."

[rubytuesday]

I really like these lyrics by monty python

Sit on my face and tell me that you love me
I'll sit on your face and tell you I love you too
I love to hear you oralize
When I'm between your thighs
You blow me away.

Sit on my face and let my lips embrace you
I'll sit on your face and then I'll love you truly
Life can be fine if we both sixty nine
If we sit on our faces
In all sorts of places
And play till we're blown away.

[shebop]

More Jackson.......

For A Dancer
Jackson Browne

Keep a fire burning in your eye
Pay attention to the open sky
You never know what will be coming down
I don’t remember losing track of you
You were always dancing in and out of view
I must have thought you’d always be around
Always keeping things real by playing the clown
Now you’re nowhere to be found

I don’t know what happens when people die
Can’t seem to grasp it as hard as I try
It’s like a song I can hear playing right in my ear
That I can’t sing
I can’t help listening
And I can’t help feeling stupid standing ’round
Crying as they ease you down
’cause I know that you’d rather we were dancing
Dancing our sorrow away
(right on dancing)
No matter what fate chooses to play
(there’s nothing you can do about it anyway)

Just do the steps that you’ve been shown
By everyone you’ve ever known
Until the dance becomes your very own
No matter how close to yours
Another’s steps have grown
In the end there is one dance you’ll do alone

Keep a fire for the human race
Let your prayers go drifting into space
You never know what will be coming down
Perhaps a better world is drawing near
And just as easily it could all disappear
Along with whatever meaning you might have found
Don’t let the uncertainty turn you around
(the world keeps turning around and around)
Go on and make a joyful sound

Into a dancer you have grown
From a seed somebody else has thrown
Go on ahead and throw some seeds of your own
And somewhere between the time you arrive
And the time you go
May lie a reason you were alive
But you’ll never know

[shebop]

And on a lighter note -

Joan Osborne

Right Hand Man

Lemme use your toothbrush. Have you got a clean shirt?
My panties in a wad at the bottom of my purse.
I walk into the street, the air's so cool.
I'm wired and I'm tired and I'm grinnin' like a fool.

I've been on a floor lookin' for a chair.
I've been on a chair lookin' for a couch.
I've been on a couch lookin' for a bed, lookin' for a bed,
lookin' for my, my, my right hand, my right hand man.
My right hand, my right hand man;
my right hand, my right hand man;
my right hand, my right hand man;
Said my right hand, my right hand man.
My right hand, my right hand man;
my right hand, my right hand man;
If he can't fix it, I don't know who can.

The sensamilla salesman, the cops on the block,
they know what I been doin'. They see the way I walk.
I wonder what they'd say now. I wonder what they'd do.
To feel somebody want them the way I'm wantin' you.

I've been on a floor lookin' for a chair.
I've been on a chair lookin' for a couch.
I've been on a couch lookin' for a bed, lookin' for a bed,
could you really be, my right hand, my right hand man.
My right hand, my right hand man;
my right hand, my right hand man;
my right hand, my right hand man;
Said my right hand, my right hand man.
My right hand, my right hand man;
my right hand, my right hand man;
Use me up if you think you can.

Oh, I've been on a floor lookin' for a chair.
I've been on a chair lookin' for a couch.
I've been on a couch lookin' for a bed, lookin' for a bed,
lookin' for my, my, my right hand, my right hand man.
My right hand, my right hand man;
my right hand, my right hand man;
my right hand, my right hand man;
Said my right hand, my right hand man.
My right hand, my right hand man;
my right hand, my right hand man;
If he can't fix it, I don't know who can.

Oh, said, my right hand, my right hand man;
my right hand, my right hand man.
Said, my right hand, my right hand man;
my right hand, my right hand man.
My right hand, my right hand man;
my right hand, my right hand man.
Said, my right hand, my right hand man;
my right hand, my right hand man.

If he can't fix it, gonna find a boy who can.

[Nico]

shebop, that is one of the most beautiful songs by Jackson Browne. I love the lyrics. I love him. I recommend his version of Oh, My Love by John Lennon. It's stunning.

I love this song and it's theme:

BETTER TOGETHER (Jack Johnson)

There's no combination of words
I could put on the back of a postcard
No song that I could sing
But I can try for your heart,
our dreams, and they are made out of real things
like a shoebox of photographs
with sepia-toned loving
Love is the answer
at least for most of the questions in my heart, like
Why are we here? And where do we go?
And how come it's so hard?
It's not always easy and
sometimes life can be deceiving
I'll tell you one thing, it's always better when we're together

Mmmm, It's always better when we're together
Yeah we'll look at the stars and we're together
Well, it's always better when we're together
Yeah it's always better when we're together

And all of these moments
just might find their way into my dreams tonight,
But I know that they’ll be gone
when the morning light sings
and brings new things
for tomorrow night you see
that they’ll be gone too,
too many things I have to do
But if all of these dreams might find their way
into my day to day scene
I'd be under the impression
i was somewhere in between
With only two,
Just me and you,
Not so many things we got to do
or places we got to be
We'll sit beneath the mango tree, now,

Yeah It's always better when we're together
Mmmm, we're somewhere in between together
Well, it's always better when we're together
Yeah, it's always better when we're together

mmmmmmm

I believe in memories
they look so, so pretty when I sleep
Hey now, and when I wake up,
you look so pretty sleeping next to me
But there is not enough time,
There is no, no song I could sing
and there is no combination of words I could say
but I will still tell you one thing
We're Better together

[eclipse]

Originally Posted by 3rd World Man

Nico, I'm intrigued with your Jacob/Bob Dylan & Jackson Browne choices! I never knew that offspring of ol' Bobby had such depth to his lyrics ;-)
Brings to mind another in that vein, the great Bruce Springsteen. This song has always been one of my fav Springsteen tunes, it's a sad story but very, very powerful the way he sings it. You can see why people hailed him as the "New Bob Dylan" when this came out circa 1972. I think you'll like it!


"For You"
Bruce Springsteen

Princess cards she sends me with her regards
barroom eyes shine vacancy, to see her you gotta look hard
Wounded deep in battle, I stand stuffed like some soldier undaunted
To her Cheshire smile. I'll stand on file, she's all I ever wanted.
But you let your blue walls get in the way of these facts
honey, get your carpetbaggers off my back
you wouldn't even give me time to cover my tracks.
You said, "Here's your mirror and your ball and jacks".
But they're not what I came for, and I'm sure you see that too
I came for you, for you, I came for you, but you did not need my urgency
I came for you, for you, I came for you, but your life was one long emergency
and your cloud line urges me, and my electric surges free

Crawl into my ambulance, your pulse is getting weak
reveal yourself all now to me girl while you've got the strength to speak
Cause they're waiting for you at Bellevue with their oxygen masks
But I could give it all to you now if only you could ask.
And don't call for your surgeon even he says it's too late
It's not your lungs this time, it's your heart that holds your fate
Don't give me money, honey, I don't want it back
you and your pony face and your union jack
well take your local joker and teach him how to act
I swear I was never that way even when I really cracked
Didn't you think I knew that you were born with the power of a locomotive
able to leap tall buildings in a single bound?
And your Chelsea suicide with no apparent motive
you could laugh and cry in a single sound.

And your strength is devastating in the face of all these odds
Remember how I kept you waiting when it was my turn to be the god?

You were not quite half so proud when I found you broken on the beach
Remember how I poured salt on your tongue and hung just out of reach
And the band they played the homecoming theme as I caressed your cheek
That ragged, jagged melody she still clings to me like a leech.
But that medal you wore on your chest always got in the way
like a little girl with a trophy so soft to buy her way
We were both hitchhikers but you had your ear tuned to the roar
of some metal-tempered engine on an alien, distant shore
So you, left to find a better reason than the one we were living for
and it's not that nursery mouth I came back for
It's not the way you're stretched out on the floor
cause I've broken all your windows and I've rammed through all your doors
And who am I to ask you to lick my sores?
And you should know that's true...
I came for you, for you, I came for you, but you did not need my urgency
I came for you, for you, I came for you, but your life was one long emergency
and your cloud line urges me, and my electric surges free


Copyright © Bruce Springsteen (ASCAP)

I am pretty sure this song is coverered by Manfred Mann too
Anyone remember them- They covered Blinded by the Light, also