Devastating lyrics

[shep1968]

"The God i believe in isn't short of cash mister" Always works when the Jehovahs or mormons come around. Tricky lyric. Free pint for the first person who guesses it without resorting to the internet.

 

[Freddy58]

"The God i believe in isn't short of cash mister" Always works when the Jehovahs or mormons come around. Tricky lyric. Free pint for the first person who guesses it without resorting to the internet.

I don't know it, but it's a good line

 

[plastic penguin]

I Want You by Elvis Costello is one of the most disturbing songs I can think of: the lyrics are like a stalker's manifesto... But it's not just the lyrics, but also his vocals, plus the way the music builds in an increasingly distorted, dynamic way, before ending in quiet menace. Genius.

http://open.spotify.com/track/4LBnvKaSC9RqnFYA0LDIGt

What do you make of "Alison"? Don't fully understand it myself I mean, especially this bit "Sometimes I wish that I could stop you from talking

when I hear the silly things that you say.
I think somebody better put out the big light,
cause I can't stand to see you this way."

'Alison, my aim is true' is about a lady of the night, allegedly. I read some years ago, although no-one knows if it's based on personal experience or Declan's vivid imagination.

"Oh it's so funny to be seeing ya after so long, girl..." Then it continues: " But I heard you let that little friend of mine
take off your party dress.

"Cause I don't know if you are loving somebody, I only know it isn't mine"

 

[mikeparker59]

"The God i believe in isn't short of cash mister" Always works when the Jehovahs or mormons come around. Tricky lyric. Free pint for the first person who guesses it without resorting to the internet.

Reminds me of a sign I saw on a doorbell in Malta a few years ago '~To the Jehova Witnesses - We are Catholic'

 

[plastic penguin]

In 1971 The Hollies produced the closest they've come to a concept album 'Distant Light'. One track called 'Promised Land' is about Nuclear conflict.

"Got to change it now, Lord only knows how, till there ain't no more." Then it goes on: " Where have all the rainbows gone?... my old pa says he's seen better days..."

Pretty deep and thought-provoking.

 

[Freddy58]

In 1971 The Hollies produced the closest they've come to a concept album 'Distant Light'. One track called 'Promised Land' is about Nuclear conflict.

Indeed, as are some lines from King Crimson's 'In The Court Of The Crimson King' album, from 'Epitaph' (another in the same vein - Nuclear war)

The walls on which the prophet wrote,

Is cracking, at the seams.

Upon the instruments of death,

The sunlight, brightly gleams.

Where every man, is torn apart,

With nightmares and with dreams.

Will no-one lay the laurel wreath,

As silence, drowns the screams.

(chorus)

Between the iron gates of fate,

The seeds of time were sown,

And watered by the deeds of those,

Who know and who are known;

Knowledge is a deadly friend,

When no one sets the rules.

The fate of all mankind I see,

Is in the hands of fools.

Oh, and the music aint bad either

 

[plastic penguin]

In 1971 The Hollies produced the closest they've come to a concept album 'Distant Light'. One track called 'Promised Land' is about Nuclear conflict.

Indeed, as are some lines from King Crimson's 'In The Court Of The Crimson King' album, from 'Epitaph' (another in the same vein - Nuclear war)

The walls on which the prophet wrote,

Is cracking, at the seams.

Upon the instruments of death,

The sunlight, brightly gleams.

Where every man, is torn apart,

With nightmares and with dreams.

Will no-one lay the laurel wreath,

As silence, drowns the screams.

(chorus)

Between the iron gates of fate,

The seeds of time were sown,

And watered by the deeds of those,

Who know and who are known;

Knowledge is a deadly friend,

When no one sets the rules.

The fate of all mankind I see,

Is in the hands of fools.

Oh, and the music aint bad either

Quite. Too heavy on a Sunday morning.

 

[Freddy58]

In 1971 The Hollies produced the closest they've come to a concept album 'Distant Light'. One track called 'Promised Land' is about Nuclear conflict.

Indeed, as are some lines from King Crimson's 'In The Court Of The Crimson King' album, from 'Epitaph' (another in the same vein - Nuclear war)

The walls on which the prophet wrote,

Is cracking, at the seams.

Upon the instruments of death,

The sunlight, brightly gleams.

Where every man, is torn apart,

With nightmares and with dreams.

Will no-one lay the laurel wreath,

As silence, drowns the screams.

(chorus)

Between the iron gates of fate,

The seeds of time were sown,

And watered by the deeds of those,

Who know and who are known;

Knowledge is a deadly friend,

When no one sets the rules.

The fate of all mankind I see,

Is in the hands of fools.

Oh, and the music aint bad either

Quite. Too heavy on a Sunday morning.

"Devastating lyrics" take no account as to the day of the week...

 

[Electro]

Peter Gabriel - The Flood .

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 nail 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.

 

[marou]

I wish that for just one time you could stand inside my shoes

And just for that one moment, I could be you

Yes, I wish that for just one time, you could stand inside my shoes

You'd know what a drag it is to see you

B Dylan - Positively 4th Street

 

[Jota180]

Strange Fruit by Billie Holliday. Realeased in 1939 exposing America's racism.

Southern trees bear a strange fruit,

Blood on the leaves and blood at the root,

Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze,

Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees.

Pastoral scene of the gallant south,

The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth,

Scent of magnolias, sweet and fresh,

Then the sudden smell of burning flesh.

Here is fruit for the crows to pluck,

For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck,

For the sun to rot, for the trees to drop,

Here is a strange and bitter crop.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h4ZyuULy9zs

 

[Clare Newsome]

I Want You by Elvis Costello is one of the most disturbing songs I can think of: the lyrics are like a stalker's manifesto... But it's not just the lyrics, but also his vocals, plus the way the music builds in an increasingly distorted, dynamic way, before ending in quiet menace. Genius.

http://open.spotify.com/track/4LBnvKaSC9RqnFYA0LDIGt

What do you make of "Alison"? Don't fully understand it myself I mean, especially this bit "Sometimes I wish that I could stop you from talking

when I hear the silly things that you say.
I think somebody better put out the big light,
cause I can't stand to see you this way."

'Alison, my aim is true' is about a lady of the night, allegedly. I read some years ago, although no-one knows if it's based on personal experience or Declan's vivid imagination.

"Oh it's so funny to be seeing ya after so long, girl..." Then it continues: " But I heard you let that little friend of mine
take off your party dress.

"Cause I don't know if you are loving somebody, I only know it isn't mine"

i heard that explanation re Alison, too

 

[Clare Newsome]

Strange Fruit by Billie Holliday. Realeased in 1939 exposing America's racism.

Southern trees bear a strange fruit,

Blood on the leaves and blood at the root,

Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze,

Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees.

Pastoral scene of the gallant south,

The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth,

Scent of magnolias, sweet and fresh,

Then the sudden smell of burning flesh.

Here is fruit for the crows to pluck,

For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck,

For the sun to rot, for the trees to drop,

Here is a strange and bitter crop.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h4ZyuULy9zs

her version of it is (quite rightly) best known, but it was actually written as a poem by a white, Jewish schoolteacher from New York - Abel Meerapol - earlier in 1930s. Doesn't make it any less powerful, though.

 

[lpv]

Devastating lyrics? 98% of lyrics in any commerciall radio that are heard every day by millions and influence their way of thinking.

 

[lpv]

Devastating lyrics? 98% of lyrics in any commerciall radio that are heard every day by millions and influence their way of thinking.

 

[his dudeness]

u2 silver and gold,how do i get my pint.

 

[mikegtar]

Bruce Springsteen - Tunnel of Love

.... as you are introduced to your new cell mates, Bubba and Bear.

Truly devastating.

 

[shep1968]

u2 silver and gold,how do i get my pint.

you will have to go and buy one. It's bullet the blue sky not silver and gold :rofl:

 

[manicm]

4st 7lb by Manic Street Preachers - no-one made anorexia sound so downright beautiful.

 

[steve_1979]

The Doors - The Ghost Song

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pgj6AIpImUA

 

[fr0g]

"Your perimeter of courtiers jerk like celluloid puppets

As you stutter paralysed with rabbits eyes... searing the shadows

Flooding the wings, to pluck elusive salvation from the understudy's lips

Retrieve the soliloquy, maintain the obituary

My cue line in the last act and you wait in silent solitude

Waiting for the prompt..."