Song Lyrics, the second edition

[BlueSky]

Originally Posted by Andurbal

"Little Wing"

Well, she's walking through the clouds
with a circus mind
that's running ‘round
Butterflies and zebras and moonbeams
and fairy tales

That's all she ever thinks about...
Riding with the wind

When I'm sad she comes to me
with a thousand smiles
she gives to me free

It's alright, she says
Take anything you want from me,
Anything...

Fly on, little wing

-Sting-

This is actually a Jimi Hendrix song, covered beautifully as an instrumental later by Stevie Ray Vaughn

But no matter who did it, it is a beautiful song.

Little Wing - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

here's a pretty good history, been covered by more than I thought!

[Tricky]

I had an impulse to post something in the poetry thread that was bumped just now, but since these are actually song lyrics.. well, that is to say I'm biased because it is a song. It's arguably about a whorehouse but ultimately about losing yourself into someone.
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"A poetic retelling of an unfortunate seduction." (Letting Off The Happiness - 1998)

The language in the dimmer rooms
Seems to represent the light source well
How soft they speak and seem to be at peace
With the movement of the music and the madness
That’s pulling me into this

And the shades of the lamps are woven red
The light, it stains and consecrates
Anointing all forgotten forms
That swirl and smoke and haunt this place
The girls in gowns all nurse the dark
Pulling it near to their swelling breasts
And watch as it seeps to their hearts
And beats within their virgin chests
And here I know seduction breeds
From wanton hearts that would seduce
And grows and spreads its vines and leaves
Embracing those who might have moved
But now remain to drink the night
From vials black and thick with steam
Such intoxicating delights
Would leave you drunk inside this dream
And you watch them take the light from you

And you find yourself on a velvet couch,
Tasting the skin of a foreign girl
Her eyes are black and wet like oil
And she ties your hands with a string of pearls
And you tremble like a frightened bird
As she closes in and captures you
To place you in a silver cage
Deep within her poisoned womb
So once you’re safe inside, she might let you out
To fly in circles around the room
But its always night and there is no moon
And you wonder if you are alive
And you’re not sure if you want to be
But you drink her sweat like it was wine
And you lay with her
On a bed of blue
And it’s awful sweet
Like the fruit she cuts and feeds to you
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I love the song, although I always thought Bright Eyes' lyrics made better poetry than music. Listen to it when you have the chance, it might entangle you as it did me.

[DesR85]

The Warriors - Scandal (1984)

You run, run, run away
It's your heart, that you betray
Feeding on, your hungry eyes
I bet you're not so civilized

Well, isn't love, primitive
A wild gift, that you wanna give
Break out of captivity
And follow me, stereo jungle child
Love is the kill, your heart's still wild.... (Go to chorus)

Chorus:
Shootin' at the walls of heartache, bang, bang. I am the warrior
Well I am the warrior, and heart to heart you'll win, if you survive
The warrior....The warrior

You talk, talk, you talk to me
Your eyes touch me physically
Stay with me, we'll take the night
As passion takes another bite

Who's the hunter, who's the game?
I feel the beat, call your name
I hold you close, in victory
I don't wanna tame your animal style
you won't be caged, in the call of the wild.... (Go to Chorus)

Shootin' at the walls of heartache (Background: shootin' at the walls of heartache)
The warrior.....
I am the warrior, and heart to heart you'll win,
heart to heart you'll win, if you survive
The warrior...The warrior

Shootin' at the walls of heartache, bang, bang. I am the warrior
yes I am the warrior and victory is mine....
The warrior... I am The warrior (Repeat Chorus and fade)

[Avane]

Originally Posted by BlueSky

This is actually a Jimi Hendrix song, covered beautifully as an instrumental later by Stevie Ray Vaughn

But no matter who did it, it is a beautiful song.

Little Wing - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

here's a pretty good history, been covered by more than I thought!

It has to be Hendrix for me, although admit not heard the SR Vaughn version.

Anyway, this has the virtue, of also being short, and if you know it, you can have Grace Slick singing in your head!

White Rabbit
by Jefferson Airplane

One pill makes you larger, and one pill makes you small,
And the ones that Mother gives you don't do anything at all.
Go ask Alice when she's ten feet tall.
And if you go chasing rabbits, and you know you're going to fall,
Tell 'em a hookah-smoking caterpillar has given you the call.
Call Alice when she was just small.
When the men on the chess board get up and tell you where to go,
And you've just had some kind of mushroom, and your mind is moving low,
Go ask Alice. I think she'll know.
When logic and proportion have fallen sloppy dead,
And the white knight is talking backward, and the red queen's off with her head,
Remember what the doormouse said: "Feed your head! Feed your head!"

I am sure that Lews Carroll would have approved.

[Warggoath]

well, read the dragonwench post and I cannot say if this brakes the rules but here we go:

As Flittermice As Satans Spys

Flittermice of Eld unveiled at the plenilune
Fordone by mournful rest now seeking to be fed again
Rising terrestrial power umbraged by celestial light
That shineth forth from the palace of god - the palace of no return

Flittermice of Eld they peer into the morrows
They peer the yesteryears as thoose are coming back
Beholding the son recrucified, beholding gods race browbeaten
Beholding the Devastation of all mortals built by them

Flittermice of Eld they fly to blaspheme yehova
and to build thei temple (of the) damned on once holy pleasure ground
A fare to rise the flag (of Satan), to desseminate the races
To build the hall of battle and to live in eternal strife

Flittermice come forth from the land beyond the forest
Maltifarious winged black creatures slew the angels (up so) high
Devestation, blasphemy, desecration, unholy he
Who burned the face of god with the eye of our master

[dragon wench]

@Wargoath,
those lyrics, while somewhat provocative in their own way, essentially seem fine.
It's a question of using a bit of common sense and understanding where the line is.


Anyway, carry on.

[fable]

Montana by Frank Zappa

I might be movin' to Montana soon,
Just to raise me up a crop of
Dental Floss.

Raisin' it up,
Waxen it down,
In a little white box
That I can sell uptown.

By myself I wouldn't
Have no boss,
But I'd be raisin' my lonely
Dental Floss!

Well, I just might grow me some bees,
But I'd leave the sweet stuff
To somebody else . . . but then, on the other hand, I would

Keep the wax
N' melt it down,
Pluck some Floss
N' swish it aroun'.

I'd have me a crop,
An' it'd be on top
(that's why I'm movin' to Montana).

Movin' to Montana soon,
Gonna be a Dental Floss tycoon (yes I am).
Movin' to Montana soon,
Gonna be a mennil-toss flykune!

I'm pluckin' the ol'
Dennil Floss
That's growin' on the prairie,
Pluckin' the floss!
I plucked all day an' all nite an' all
Afternoon . . .

I'm ridin' a small tiny hoss
(His name is MIGHTY LITTLE).
He's a good hoss,
Even though
He's a bit dinky to strap a big saddle or
Blanket on anyway.
He's a bit dinky to strap a big saddle or
Blanket on anyway.
Any way...

I'm pluckin' the ol'
Dennil Floss--
Even if you think it is a little silly, folks,
I don't care if you think it's silly, folks,
I don't care if you think it's silly, folks.

I'm gonna find me a horse,
Just about this big,
An' ride him all along the border line.

With a
Pair of heavy-duty
Zircon-encrusted tweezers in my hand,
Every other wrangler would say
I was mighty grand!

By myself I wouldn't
Have no boss,
But I'd be raisin' my lonely
Dental Floss!

Well, I might
Ride along the border,
With my tweezers gleamin'
In the moon-lighty night,

And then I'd
Get a cuppa cawfee
N' give my foot a push . . .
Just me 'n the pygmy pony
Over the Dennil Floss Bush!

N' then I might just
Jump back on
An' ride
Like a cowboy
Into the dawn to Montana.

Movin' to Montana soon
(Yippy-Ty-O-Ty-Ay)...

[Avane]

Zappa, of course!

I have been able to sing this song since I have been 'knee high to a grasshopper' ...panchromatic resonance was a bit of a mouthfull, but y'know, you try. The Mothers of Invention rule.

Evelyn, a modified dog
Viewed the quivering fringe of a special doily
Draped across the piano, with some surprise

In the darkened room
Where the chairs dismayed
And the horrible curtains
Muffled the rain
She could hardly believe her eyes

A curious breeze
A garlic breath
Which sounded like a snore
Somewhere near the Steinway (or even from within)
Had caused the doily fringe to waft & tremble in the gloom

Evelyn, a dog, having undergone
Further modification
Pondered the significance of short-person behavior
In pedal-depressed panchromatic resonance
And other highly ambient domains...

Arf she said

Always wanted, Evelyn as my dog. That gloomy room was not for her.
Segue's nicely into San Berdino if I remember rightly.

[Warggoath]

Just to bend the rules:

The Slums of Jerusalem

Ashes... Ashes... We all fall down,
In ruins lies the Yahweh's Crown...
In Flames!


Unto the winds my hecatomb
A seed to be sown;
The scrap memories of Jerusalem
A reverie of shallow pith
Insipid wretched law;
Mindless relics poison the Judaist corpse heads!


Into this breeze a foulest smell
Rotting pride and greed;
A garbage pile in splendrous disease
With God above, Satan below
No mortals live in the battlezone!


Destroyed by might from the devil's whip
The feign didst die by death's ill grip!
Hebrew prayers burned in fires high
A savage fate gleemed in Old Nick's eye!


Wicked goats pissed to groom the blaze
Fuel to a fire in which Hell was praised!
The urine of goats flood the slums of Jerusalem


Ashes... Ashes... All gods fall down,
In urine bathes their holy crowns!


Destroyed by might from the devil's whip
The feign didst die by death's ill grip
Hebrew prayers burned in fires high
A savage fate gleemed in Old Nick's eye!


Wicked goats pissed to groom the blaze
Fuel to a fire in which Hell was praised
Daughter Jerusalem is fallen!
I am one with her destruction...
In burning forever!!


Ashes... Ashes... All gods fall down
In urine bathes their holy crowns!


On thy knees pious ones; Kiss on my vile hind
Beg for the sword of vicious the pain will be!
On thy feet pious one; Suckle my vile horns
Beg for the pain or vicious the sword will be!


Daughter Jerusalem is fallen!
I am one with her destruction...
In burning forever!!


The Lord's supper has been mocked
His birth is no longer celebrated
Eunuchs feast on the bestial flesh
Drink his wine and pillage the nunery


The urine of goats flood the slums of Jerusalem!


The branch no longer bears its fruits
Nor flourishes its fable upon mankind
Children masticate the sacred vulva
And cast fire across the holy garlands!

note: this is from Grand Belial's key album Mocking The Philanthropist which got boikoted due the contents of their lyrics..

[Kipi]

Eva - Nightwish

6:30 winter morn
Snow keeps falling, silent dawn
A rose by any other name
Eva leaves her Swanbrook home
A kindest heart which always made
Me ashamed of my own
She walks alone but not without her name

Eva flies away
Dreams the world far away
In this cruel children's game
There's no friend to call her name
Eva sails away
Dreams the world far away
The Good in her will be my sunflower field

Mocked by man to depths of shame
Little girl with life ahead
For a memory of one kind word
She would stay among the beasts
Time for one more daring dream
Before her escape, edenbeam
We kill with her own loving heart

Eva flies away
Dreams the world far away
In this cruel children's game
There's no friend to call her name
Eva sails away
Dreams the world far away
The Good in her will be my sunflower field

[Vicsun]

More Zappa!


Dumb All Over


Whoever we are
Wherever we're from
We shoulda noticed by now
Our behavior is dumb
And if our chances
Expect to improve
It's gonna take a lot more
Than tryin' to remove
The other race
Or the other whatever
From the face
Of the planet altogether

They call it THE EARTH
Which is a dumb kinda name
But they named it right
'Cause we behave the same . . .
We are dumb all over
Dumb all over,
Yes we are
Dumb all over,
Near 'n far
Dumb all over,
Black 'n white
People, we is not wrapped tight

Nurds on the left
Nurds on the right
Religious fanatics
On the air every night
Sayin' the Bible
Tells the story
'N makes the details
Sound real gory
'Bout what to do
If the geeks over there
Don't believe in the book
We got over here

You can't run a race
Without no feet
'N pretty soon
There won't be no street
For dummies to jog on
Or doggies to dog on
Religious fanatics
Can make it be all gone
(I mean it won't blow up
'N disappear
It'll just look ugly
For a thousand years . . . )

You can't run a country
By a book of religion
Not by a heap
Or a lump or a smidgeon
Of foolish rules
Of ancient date
Designed to make
You all feel great
While you fold, spindle
And mutilate
Those unbelievers
From a neighboring state

TO ARMS! TO ARMS!
Hooray! That's great
Two legs ain't bad
Unless there's a crate
They ship the parts
To mama in
For souvenirs: two ears (Get Down!)
Not his, not hers (but what the hey?)
The Good Book says:
"It gotta be that way!"
But their book says:
"REVENGE THE CRUSADES . . .
With whips 'n chains
'N hand grenades . . . "
TWO ARMS? TWO ARMS?
Have another and another
Our God says:
"There ain't no other!"
Our God says
"It's all okay!"
Our God says
"This is the way!"

It says in the book:
"Burn 'n destroy . . .
'N repent, 'n redeem
'N revenge, 'n deploy
'N rumble thee forth
To the land of the unbelieving scum on the other side
'Cause they don't go for what's in the book
'N that makes 'em BAD
So verily we must choppeth them up
And stompeth them down
Or rent a nice French bomb
To poof them out of existance
While leaving their real estate just where we need it
To use again
For temples in which to praise
OUR GOD
("Cause he can really take care of business!")

And when his humble TV servant
With humble white hair
And humble glasses
And a nice brown suit
And maybe a blonde wife who takes phone calls
Tells us our God says
It's okay to do this stuff
Then we gotta do it,
'Cause if we don't do it,
We ain't gwine up to hebbin!
(Depending on which book you're using at the time . . . Can't use theirs . . . it don't work . . . it's all lies . . . Gotta use mine . . . )
Ain't that right?
That's what they say
Every night . . .
Every day . . .
Hey, we can't really be dumb
If we're just following God's Orders
Hey, Let's get serious . . .
God knows what he's doin' . . .
He wrote this book here
An' the book says:
"He made us all to be just like Him," so . . .
If we're dumb . . .
Then God is dumb . . .
(An' maybe even a little ugly on the side)

DUMB ALL OVER
A LITTLE UGLY ON THE SIDE

[Fiberfar]

Two songs from The Dio Years by Black Sabbath. They're previously unreleased (along with The Devil Cried)

Shadow Of The Wind


Oh it's night again
And the dark just killed the sun
If the light must end
You've got time to run away

There's a door to dreams
And it always lets you in
But with a silent scream
All the nightmares must begin

Still you chase what you can't see
Like death and pain and sin
And the Shadow of The Wind
The Shadow of The Wind

You'll remember me
I could make you disappear
Be where you want to be
Just as long as it's not here

Well I'm back and stronger
And the first one's always free
And it lasts much longer

You can bet your sanity

Never more the victim the cries
As I slip beneath the skin
And the Shadow of The Wind
The Shadow of The Wind

If words had names like red and green
And two for sympathy
Black and white and in between
Then you'd paint misery

Every day is an inquisition
Who are you? What are you? Why?
I'm alive, I belong, I'll be back
It's a half truth, still a whole lie

In the garden of good and evil
You'll come, but you know
The spider only spins
The Shadow of The Wind
The Shadow of The Wind


Ear In The Wall


Hello can you hear me
I might not be alone
Don't see anyone near me
But I just might go home again
Lets meet in the morning
I just can't speak tonight
This is more than a warning
Be silent till its light and then

You know I'll be there
Waiting for someone to believe me
Remembering it all
Make my flesh start to crawl
I've seen an ear in the wall

This time it could prove it
But you've heard this all before
Cry wolf and you're moving
To a special kind of danger zone
I need a witness
Somebody just like you
So bring an exorcist
A wizard and the Holy Ghost

You know I'll be there

Waiting for someone to believe me
Remembering it all
Make my flesh creep and crawl
I've seen an ear in the wall

One more reason one more time
Someone's walking through my mind
Now where am I suppose to go
Its not who you are its who you know
What's it gonna be
I knew you would answer
I'm the curiosity
You could miss a chance because
The fool might see reality
There it is in the corner
You must be going blind
What's wrong were you born before
Your god invented eyes
It's got to be there
Grinding away at my secrets
It's going so dark
And you can't see it all
I'll turn on some lights
So you're sure not to fall
It's next to the eye in the wall

[dragon wench]

A seemingly simple song by Tracy Chapman... but underneath it, there's quite a lot being said, IMO.



BABY CAN I HOLD YOU

Sorry
Is all that you can't say
Years gone by and still
Words don't come easily
Like sorry like sorry


Forgive me
Is all that you can't say
Years gone by and still
Words don't come easily
Like forgive me forgive me

But you can say baby
Baby can I hold you tonight
Maybe if I told you the right words
At the right time you'd be mine

I love you
Is all that you can't say
Years gone by and still
Words don't come easily
Like I love you I love you

[Mr. Pastorius]

Tool - Right in Two


Angels on the sideline,
Puzzled and amused.
Why did Father give these humans free will?
Now they're all confused.

Don't these talking monkeys know that Eden has enough to go around?
Plenty in this holy garden, silly monkeys,
Where there's one you're bound to divide it.
Right in two.

Angels on the sideline,
Baffled and confused.
Father blessed them all with reason.
And this is what they choose.
And this is what they choose...

Monkey killing monkey killing monkey
Over pieces of the ground.
Silly monkeys give them thumbs,
They forge a blade,
And where there's one
they're bound to divide it,
Right in two.
Right in two.

Monkey killing monkey killing monkey.
Over pieces of the ground.
Silly monkeys give them thumbs.
They make a club.
And beat their brother, down.
How they survive so misguided is a mystery.

Repugnant is a creature who would squander
the ability to lift an eye to heaven,
conscious of his fleeting time here.

Cut it all right in two
Cut it all right in two
Cut it all right in two
Cut it all right in two

Fight over the clouds, over wind, over sky
They fight over lies, over blood, over anger and rage,
Fight over love, over sun,
over night, they fight till they die,
over one, for their lives beginning.

Angels on the sideline again.
Been so long with patience and reason.
Angels on the sideline again
Wondering when this tug of war will end.

Cut it all right in two
Cut it all right in two
Cut it all right in two

RIGHT IN TWO!

Right in two...



I hate doubleposting, therefore I shall... EDIT!


Tool - Reflection

I have come curiously close to the end, down
beneath my self-indulging and pitiful hole
Defeated, I concede and move closer
I may find comfort here
I may find peace within the emptiness
How pitiful

It's calling me...

And in my darkest moments, fetal and weeping
the moon tells me a secret, a confidant
as full and bright as I am this light is not my own and
a million light reflections pass over me
The source is bright and endless, she resuscitates the hopeless
Without her we are lifeless satellites drifting

And as I pull my head out, I am without one doubt
Don't wanna stay down here serving my narcissism
I must crucify the ego before it's far too late
I pray the light lifts me out
Before I pine away

So crucify the ego before it's far too late
and leave behind this place so negative and blind and cynical
And you will come to find we are all one mind
Capable of all that's imagined and all conceivable
So let the light touch you and let the words spill through
and let them pass right through bringing out our hope and reason

Before we pine away

[Galuf the Dwarf]

Never heard of this band 'til recently, decent song with a good point.

Social Distortion - Reach for the Sky

When I was young I was invincible
I found myself not thinking twice
I never thought about no future
It's just a roll of the dice

But the day may come when you got something to lose
And just when you think you're done paying dues
You say to yourself "Dear, God What have I Done?"
And hope its not to late cause tomorrow may never come

Reach for the sky cause tomorrow may never come
Reach for the sky cause tomorrow may never come

Yesterday is history
And tomorrow is a mystery
But baby right now,
It's just about you and me

You can run you can hide
Just like Bonnie and Clyde
Reach for the sky
ain't never gonna die
And I thank the Lord for the love that I have found
And hold you tight cause tomorrow may never come

Reach for the sky cause tomorrow may never come
Reach for the sky cause tomorrow may never come

So if you please take this moment
Try if you can to make it last
Don't think about no future
And just forget about the past
And make it last

Reach for the sky cause tomorrow may never come
(reach for the sky I ain't never going down)
Reach for the sky cause tomorrow may never come
(reach for the sky I ain't never coming down)
Reach for the sky cause tomorrow may never come
(reach for the sky I ain't never going down)
Reach for the sky cause tomorrow may never come