Thread: Lines from songs that get you

'The beat goes on and I'm so wrong' Frank Zappa, Dancing Fool.

Eric Bibb: Hope in a Hopeless World


baby born in New York City
wrapped in a blanket that's tattered an' worn
mother doin' the best she can
teachin' hope in a hopeless world

eldest son, he stayed in school
listened to his mother, didn't drink or use
yet, every job he wants he gets refused
it takes hope in a hopeless world

lookin' for hope in a hopeless world
searchin' for love in such hateful times
tryin' to stay strong when my mind gets weak
looking for hope in a hopeless world

on the corner stands a young girl
the home she left was from a better part of town
her daddy did things she couldn't talk about
is there hope in a hopeless world?

ya got a quarter for the homeless man?
spare some change for the soldiers
who fought the war
put some money in their hats an' in their tins
give them hope in a hopeless world

lookin' for hope in a hopeless world
searchin' for love in such hateful times
tryin' to stay strong when my mind gets weak
looking for hope in a hopeless world
lookin' for hope in a hopeless world...
tryin' to ease my mind...

we got to listen to the voice inside
that speaks of love - don't compromise
realise time is passin' by
there are mountains to climb,
we can't be standing still

churches are full, but the prayers are not heard
Saturday's child don't wanna go to Sunday School
whatever happened to the Golden Rule
teach them hope in a hopeless world

somebody out there's got to listen
somebody out there's got to know
what I'm talkin' 'bout
raise your hand, raise your hand if you're with me
there's hope in a hopeless world

lookin' for hope in a hopeless world
searchin' for love in such hateful times
tryin' to stay strong when my mind gets weak
looking for hope in a hopeless world
lookin' for hope in a hopeless world...
gotta find love in a hopeless world...

Just wanted to say this is a great thread - I really enjoyed reading everyone's input.

A few thoughts from me. I second the motion about "The and that played waltzing matilda". I love the version by the Pogues the most.

Would also like to add "the times they are a changin'" by Bob Dylan and "Better than" by the John Butler Trio.

All you want is
What you can’t have
And if you just look around man
You see you got magic
So just sit back relax
Enjoy it while you still have it
Don’t look back on life man and only see tragic

Because you could be better than that
Don't let it get the better of you
What could be better than now
Life’s not about what’s better than
You can be better than that
Don't let it get the better of you
What could be better than now
Life’s not about what’s better

Trav

cool thread

Originally Posted by silentC

Roger never met his old man.

Ah, so that's explains it.
And from Grace, by Jeff Buckley "lover you should have come over" ,

Its never over, my kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder
Its never over, all my riches for her smiles when I slept so soft against her
Its never over, all my blood for the sweetness of her laughter
Its never over, shes the tear that hangs inside my soul forever

and his voice was astonishing, haunting and powerful in turn.
And Fun Lovin Criminals,

but some of us is wise and some
of us is suckers. . .
But we all bleed red even racist motherfarqkers

Luther Van Dross, Dance with my Father.
My Dad is still alive and kicking but is getting older and his health often leaves a lot to be desired and I don't want to end up in the "Dance with my Father" sindrome.
My workshop at the moment is next to my parents house so he wanders around a couple of times a day to see what I'm doing. I always stop and make time for him, have a cupa and talk about his little projects has on the go. I'm dancing with my father now while I can.

Kinky Friedman Get Your Biscuits In The Oven And Your Buns In The Bed
(Kinky Friedman)
You uppity women I don’t understand
Why you gotta go and try to act like a man,
But before you make your weekly visit to the shrink
You’d better occupy the kitchen, liberate the sink.
Get your biscuits in the oven and your buns in the bed
That’s what I to my baby said,
Women’s liberation is a-going to your head,
Get your biscuits in the oven and your buns in the bed.
Early every morning you’re out on the street
Passing out pamphlets to everyone you meet.
You gave up your Maiden Form for Lent
And now the front of your dress has an air scoop vent.
Every single brakeman that’s ever come along
Had a little woman always tellin’ him that he’s wrong.
Eve said to Adam, “Here’s an apple you horse”
And Delilah defoliated Samson’s moss.
Get your biscuits in the oven and your buns in the bed
That’s what I to my baby said,
Women’s liberation is a-going to your head,
Get your biscuits in the oven and your buns in the bed.
Mean-hearted harpies are breaking all the laws
Tearing up their girdles and a-burning up their bras,
Now the air is dirty and the sex is clean
And your coffee makes my hair turn green.
So damn emancipated in your mind and your body,
Gonna have to cancel all your lessons in karate.
If you can’t love a male chauvinist
You’d better cross me off your shopping list.
Get your biscuits in the oven and your buns in the bed
That’s what I to my baby said,
Women’s liberation is a-going to your head,
Get your biscuits in the oven and your buns in the bed.


....ok, I really missed the point. Really the only line that gets me is the title line - "Get your biscuits in the oven and your buns in the bed".
It's such a completely politically incorrect view.

Odd this business of how songs affect us. As you can see from my age I go back a distance.. More than that my grandmother sang songs that used to be popular in music hall times. Result is I have a song for every occasion. But it can backfire.
I had been stuck in hospital for six months and finally had open heart surgery to rebuild the heart. They give you a rolled up towel to clutch to your chest if you cough.It's bloody painful. I called it my teddy bear and recalled the song

Me and my teddy bear
Got no worries got no care

It was an act of defiance but suddenly I broke. The song was too much for me.

Jerry

Here are a couple of mine...

Pearl Jam - I am mine

I know I was born and I know that I'll die
The in between is mine
I am mine

The Mountain Goats - This Year

I am going to make it through this year if it kills me

Ben Folds - Brick

Can't you see
It's not me you're dying for
Now she's feeling more alone
Than she ever has before
She's a brick and I'm drowning slowly
Off the coast and I'm heading nowhere
She's a brick and I'm drowning slowly

last one for me (although could add so many more)

Once a jolly swagman camped by a billabong,
Under the shade of a coolibar tree,
And he sang as he sat and waited for his billy-boil,
You'll come a-waltzing, Matilda, with me.

Lyle Lovett ...If I had a Boat


If I had a boat
I'd go out on the ocean
And if I had a pony
I'd ride him on my boat
And we could all together
Go out on the ocean
Me upon my pony on my boat

If I were Roy Rogers
I'd sure enough be single
I couldn't bring myself to marrying old Dale
It'd just be me and trigger
We'd go riding through them movies
Then we'd buy a boat and on the sea we'd sail

And if I had a boat
I'd go out on the ocean
And if I had a pony
I'd ride him on my boat
And we could all together
Go out on the ocean
Me upon my pony on my boat

The mystery masked man was smart
He got himself a Tonto
'Cause Tonto did the dirty work for free
But Tonto he was smarter
And one day said kemo sabe
Kiss my ass I bought a boat
I'm going out to sea

And if I had a boat
I'd go out on the ocean
And if I had a pony
I'd ride him on my boat
And we could all together
Go out on the ocean
Me upon my pony on my boat

And if I were like lightning
I wouldn't need no sneakers
I'd come and go wherever I would please
And I'd scare 'em by the shade tree
And I'd scare 'em by the light pole
But I would not scare my pony on my boat out on the sea

And if I had a boat
I'd go out on the ocean
And if I had a pony
I'd ride him on my boat
And we could all together
Go out on the ocean
Me upon my pony on my boat

I was just browsing U-tube and came across "C'est la vie" by Greg Lake of Emerson, Lake & Palmer. Not one of my favourites, but I literally haven't heard it in decades so decided to see if I remembered it rightly.

For some reason, halfway though I realised my eyes were leaking... I've no idea why. It just touched a chord.

Weird how some songs can do that to ya when ya least expect it!

Give yourself over to absolute pleasure
Swim the warm waters of sins of the flesh
Erotic nightmares beyond any measure
And sensual daydreams to treasure forever
Can't you just see it. Whoa ho ho!
Don't dream it, be it
Don't dream it, be it

Greg Lake of Emerson, Lake & Palmer

I loved Fanfare for the Common Man when I was a kid. I just dialled it up on You Tube and it's a bit cheesy now but it is one of the earliest music videos I can remember. But no lyrics!

This thread is nearly two years old. Says something about music.