Greatest Opening Lines to a song

Not the opening lines but not bad.
Bob Dylan, Tangled up in Blue.

She lit a burner on the stove
And offered me a pipe
“I thought you’d never say hello,” she said
“You look like the silent type”
Then she opened up a book of poems
And handed it to me
Written by an Italian poet
From the thirteenth century
And every one of them words rang true
And glowed like burnin’ coal
Pourin’ off of every page
Like it was written in my soul from me to you
Tangled up in blue
We could crash the board with Dylan quotes my favourite to this day is Positively 4th street he’s more than a genius
 
Day by day
The moon gains on me
Day by day
The moon gains on me

Purchased pair of flabby wings
I took to doing some HOVERING
Here is a list of incorrect things
 
Step off the train all alone at dawn
Back into the hole where I was born
The sun in the sky never raised an eye to me
The blood on the trax and must be mine
The fool on the hill and I feel fine
Don't look back cos you know what you might see
 


I can hear the hundred million reasons to build the barricades,
I blame it on the changing of the seasons the thoughts that I convey,
Does it make it alright it doesn’t make it all right,
To roll it over my soul and leave me here, roll it over my soul and leave me here

I look around and all the plastic people who live without a care
They try to sit with me around my table but never bring a chair
Does it make it alright, it doesn’t make it alright
To roll it over my soul and leave me here, roll it over my soul and leave me here

Masterpiece from Noel never played live
 
Depends how you define 'best' probably how the lyrics relate.....not my fav band, but possibly my favourite intro is Marillion- Script for a jesters tear.

So here I am once more, in the playground of the broken hearts,
One more experience, one more entry, in a diary self penned.

....rest of the lyrics are just as good ;)
 
How can you see into my eyes
Like open doors?
Leading you down into my core
Where I've become so numb
Without a soul (soul)
My spirit's sleeping somewhere cold
Until you find it there and lead it back home
 
Bluemoon's favourite band,
Rush - Jacob's Ladder.

The clouds prepare for battle
In the dark and brooding silence
Bruised and sullen storm clouds
Have the light of day obscured
Looming low and ominous
In twilight premature
Thunderheads are rumbling
In a distant overture
 
With laughing eyes I do recall
every face that crammed this hall
and in this room our hats were hung
and words were written and songs were sung

And we held our glasses high
and we dared to reach for the sky
and we never would grow old
when we were the new boys
 
The screen door slams, Mary's dress sways
Like a vision she dances across the porch as the radio plays....

Sang Thunder Road to myself from start to end every time in the flipping MRI scanner checking my fucked up knees out.
 

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