Truly great song lyrics

[Don Karleone]

I know someday you'll have a beautiful life, I know you'll be a star
In somebody else's sky, but why, why, why
Can't it be, can't it be mine

 

[The Lightbowne Cowboy]

If you see me in the street lookaway
Because I never want to catch you looking at me.. Mr Clean
Because I hate you n your wife
And if I get the chance, I'll fuck up your life.

So powerful from Weller.

 

[wayne71]

I can't seem to face up to the facts
I'm tense and nervous and I can't relax
I can't sleep 'cause my bed's on fire
Don't touch me, I'm a real live wire.

Oh and

I took her to a supermarket
I don't know why
But I had to start it somewhere
So it started there

I said pretend you've got no money
She just laughed and said
Oh you're so funny
I said; yeah
I can't see anyone else smiling in here

 

[TinFoilHat]

I'm a Caring Understanding Nineties Type.

But you can call me ****. Yeah that's alright.

 

[PinkFinal]

If you can play a fiddle
How's about a British jig and reel?
Speaking King's English in quotation
As railhead towns feel the steel mills rust
Water froze in the generation
Clear as winter ice, this is your paradise

There ain't no need for ya
There ain't no need for ya
Go Straight to Hell boys
Go Straight to Hell boys

Wanna join in a chorus
Of the Amerasian blues?
When it's Christmas out in Ho Chi Minh City
Kiddie say Papa Papa Papa Papa Papa-san take me home
See me got photo, photo, photograph of you
And Mamma Mamma Mamma-san
Of you and Mamma Mamma Mamma-san
Lemme tell ya 'bout your blood bamboo kid
It ain't Coca-Cola it's rice

Straight to Hell boy
Go Straight to Hell boy
Go Straight to Hell boys
Go Straight to Hell boy

Oh Papa-san, please take me home
Oh Papa-san, everybody, they wanna go home
So Mamma-san says

You wanna play mind-crazed banjo
On the druggie-drag ragtime U.S.A.?
In Parkland International, heh, Junkiedom U.S.A.
Where procaine proves the purest rock man groove
And rat poison, the volatile Molatov says

Straight to Hell

Can you really cough it up loud and strong?
The immigrants, they wanna sing all night long
It could be anywhere
Most likely could be any frontier, any hemisphere
In no man's land
There ain't no asylum here
King Solomon he never lived 'round here

Straight to Hell boy
Go Straight to Hell boy
Go Straight to Hell boys
Go Straight to Hell boy

Oh Papa-san, please take me home
Oh Papa-san

 

[yankblue]

"All I want is bitches, big booty bitches"

- The Notorious B.I.G.

Truer words have never been spoken.

 

[Trevor Morley's Tache]

"I saw a werewolf with a Chinese menu in his hand
Walking through the streets of SoHo in the rain
He was looking for the place called Lee Ho Fook's
Gonna get a big dish of beef chow mein;

Ah-hoo......"

 

[roman totale]

Wireless enthusiast intercepts government secret radio band and uncovers secrets and scandals of deceitful type proportions.

Aghast goes next door to his neighbor, secretly excited, as aforementioned was a hunter whom radio enthusiast wanted friendship and favor of.

A new face in hell
Nearly a new face in hell!

A muscular, thick-skinned, slit-eyed neighbor is at the table poisoned just thirty seconds before by parties who knew of wireless operator's forthcoming revelation.

A new face in hell!

A prickly line of sweat covers enthusiast's forehead as the realization hits him that the same government him and his now dead neighbor voted for and backed and talked of on cream porches have tricked him into their war against the people who enthusiast and dead hunter would have wished torture on. A servant of government walks in and arrests wireless fan in kitchen for murder of his neighbor

A new face in hell!

The dead cannot contradict
Sometimes the living cannot

A new face in hell!

 

[Mad Eyed Screamer]

I never thought it would happen
With me and the girl from Clapham
Out on the windy common
That night I ain't forgotten
When she dealt out the rations
With some or other passions
I said "you are a lady"
"Perhaps" she said. "I may be"

We moved in to a basement
With thoughts of our engagement
We stayed in by the telly
Although the room was smelly
We spent our time just kissing
The Railway Arms we're missing
But love had got us hooked up
And all our time it took up

I got a job with Stanley
He said I'd come in handy
And started me on Monday
So I had a bath on Sunday
I worked eleven hours
And bought the girl some flowers
She said she'd seen a doctor
And nothing now could stop her

I worked all through the winter
The weather brass and bitter
I put away a tenner
Each week to make her better
And when the time was ready
We had to sell the telly
Late evenings by the fire
With little kicks inside her

This morning at four fifty
I took her rather nifty
Down to an incubator
Where thirty minutes later
She gave birth to a daughter
Within a year a walker
She looked just like her mother
If there could be another
And now she's two years older
Her mother's with a soldier
She left me when my drinking
Became a proper stinging
The devil came and took me
From bar to street to bookie
No more nights by the telly
No more nights nappies smelling

Alone here in the kitchen
I feel there's something missing
I'd beg for some forgiveness
But begging's not my business
And she won't write a letter
Although I always tell her
And so it's my assumption
I'm really up the junction

Belting tune. Have it in purple vinyl. A 7 inch pure 3 mins of kitchen sink drama.

Difford & Tilbrook - the second greatest songwriting duo after Morrissey & Marr

 

[Mad Eyed Screamer]

But sometimes I'd feel more fulfilled ,
Making Christmas cards with the mentally ill ,
I want to live and I want to love ,
I want to catch something that I might be ashamed of.

A worthy entry from the greatest songwriting duo partnership ever

 

[BlueMerlin]

This is a proper ghost story…

I was standing in the station
being pounded by the rain
so I chose the last compartment
of a stationary train
I felt someone get in behind me
but I never caught their eye
but I thought I heard I heard a woman''s voice
whispering goodbye
So I lay down in the darkness
with the beer and coffee stains
and I stared out at the thunder
through the broken window panes
And although the storm was booming
like an engine in the sky
I''m sure I heard a woman''s voice cry
Don''t wanna be under your thumb forever
Don''t wanna be under your thumb forever
Don''t wanna be under your thumb
it''s over and done
I''ll never be under your thumb forever
So I rolled myself a cigarette
and smoked it on my own
but it didn''t stop the whispers
or the smell of her cologne
Then she rose up out of nowhere
and her hair was full of steam
and she stuck her head out the window
and screamed and screamed, she screamed!
Don''t wanna be under your thumb forever
Don''t wanna be under your thumb forever
Don''t wanna be under your thumb
it''s over and done
I''ll never be under your thumb forever
So I picked up an old newspaper to read
and I noticed something very strange indeed
So I looked a little closer
and it chilled me to the bone
"Woman throws herself from speeding train,
identity unknown"
But I recognized the picture of the woman who was dead
and underneath the picture it said
Don''t wanna be under your thumb forever
Don''t wanna be under your thumb forever
Don''t wanna be under your thumb
it''s over and done
I''ll never be under your thumb forever
Don''t wanna be under your thumb forever
Don''t wanna be under your thumb forever
Don''t wanna be under your thumb
it''s over and done
I''ll never be under your thumb forever

 

[Mad Eyed Screamer]

I should close the thread now by posting the lyrics to There is a light that never goes out.

But I won’t
instead, i’ll let you all battle for the 2nd greatest ever lyric…..

 

[idahoblues]

 

[Stuuuuuu]

You have never been in love
Until you've seen the dawn rise
Behind the home for the blind.

 

[Deepest Blue]

There's so many songs with fantastic lyrics. I'll try to post just a few of them.

Bobby Braddock and Curly Putnam created this one and George Jones sung it.
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"He Stopped Loving Her Today"

He said, "I'll love you till I die"
She told him, "You'll forget in time"
As the years went slowly by
She still preyed upon his mind

He kept her picture on his wall
Went half-crazy, now and then
He still loved her through it all
Hoping she'd come back again

Kept some letters by his bed
Dated 1962
He had underlined in red
Every single 'I love you'

I went to see him just today
Oh, but I didn't see no tears
All dressed up to go away
First time I'd seen him smile in years

He stopped loving her today
They placed a wreath upon his door
And soon they'll carry him away
He stopped loving her today

You know, she came to see him one last time
Oh, and we all wondered if she would
And it kept running through my mind
This time he's over her for good

He stopped loving her today
They placed a wreath upon his door
And soon they'll carry him away
He stopped loving her today

 

[Brightwell’s left peg]

Citizens of Hope and Glory
Time goes by, it's the time of your life
Easy now, sit you down
Chewing through your Wimpy dreams
They eat without a sound
Digesting England by the pound

 

[chris63]

Bring me a piece of my mummy.
She was quite close to me.

 

[Newman Noggs]

When I was a young man,
My mother said to me,
"There's only one girl in the world for you,
And she probably lives in Tahiti"

 

[Always Ali]

In the twist of separation,
You excelled at being free

 

[chesterbells]

Half Man Half Biscuit (Swerving the Checkatrade)

Oh let me gaze upon your curves,
Instead of Ipswich Town reserves.

Their words were certainly much better than their music.