Best song lyric?

If I hadn't seen such riches I could live with being poor.

These wounds are all self imposed,life's no disaster. All roads lead on to death row, who knows what's after

Come as you are, as you were as I want you to be.

I am a one way motorway, I'm the road that drives away and follows you back home.


I'd post more buy I'm on my phone in work
 
' Im not living , I'm just killing time ' Radiohead - True love waits.

' and i had a dream the other night
i was married to the queen, and maddonna lived next door.
i thinik she took a shine to me, and the kids were all grown up.
But i had to turn her down ' as i was still in love with you'.

Badly dranw boy - you where right.

and from the same song......

' and songs are never quite the answer
just a soundtrack to a life, that is over all to soon'

EXCELLENT....


you could be here for ever with this
 
Hand in glove
The sun shines out of our behinds
Yes, we may be hidden by rags

But we've something they'll never have
And if the people stare
Then the people stare
Oh, I really don't know and I really don't care

If they dare touch a hair on your head
I'll fight to the last breath

We should sing this at games.
 
English blood, Irish Heart
This I'm made of
There is no one on earth
I'm afraid of
And I will die
With both of my hands untied

Morrisey


I ain't sayin' you treated me unkind
You could have done better but
I don't mind
You just kinda wasted my precious time
But don't think twice
It's alright

Dylan

(And you could probably print most of the songbooks for each of them and they'd leave most others for dead - imho.)
 
"Face it, me and aces spit like malaria carriers,
Jim Carrey her to the cemetary to bury her,
Listen busters, scarier when I finger fuck her,
after I dig her up and then eat her out with a bit of mustard" - Tyler, The Creator - Assmilk ft. Earl Sweatshirt
 
It just so happens I have many conerns
My brother's down the road and my lover in town
They both need affection
And some kind of love

Well I'm the one who gives it at any given time
From two in the morning to six
Call me up and cry

My lover keeps it secret that we meet under covers
When asked by her man if we two are lovers
She says, "I hardly know him.
Besides, he's not my type."

Her man's a policeman with a keen sense of trouble
He's known just by danger
And all kinds of liars

Brother called this morning in a terrible panic
Spies in the closet, bugs in the attic
He screams bloody murder saying,
"We're all gonna die.

Death is upon me, I know 'cause he showed me
Pictures of graveyards and us underneath."

I'm losing my hearing from my brother screaming,
"They're coming to get me and
Someone call the police."

Two in the morning, the phone disconnected
Her man knows I'm calling, it's what I expected
A note on my backdoor saying, "Baby not tonight."

So I sit with my brother who is nursing a cut wrist
He's mumbling "Forgive me."
And "Don't let them take me away."

I can be a good boy and stay out of trouble
Jackie I love you and
Don't let them take your brother

Strapped to a table, go in electrodes
"Jackie come save me the doctors will kill me."
"No, they're here to help you
Straighten out your mind."

The TV is blaring with some preacher saying that
God is among us and he hears our cries

Lord, do me a favor
It's wrong but I ask you
Take my brother's life

'Cause he's sick of the suffering
The pills he's inhaling
The cross he is bearing
That is his trouble mind
 
"Let us be lovers we'll marry our fortunes together"
"I've got some real estate here in my bag"
So we bought a pack of cigarettes and Mrs. Wagner pies
And we walked off to look for America

"Kathy," I said as we boarded a Greyhound in Pittsburgh
"Michigan seems like a dream to me now"
It took me four days to hitchhike from Saginaw
I've gone to look for America

Laughing on the bus
Playing games with the faces
She said the man in the gabardine suit was a spy
I said "Be careful his bowtie is really a camera"

"Toss me a cigarette, I think there's one in my raincoat"
"We smoked the last one an hour ago"
So I looked at the scenery, she read her magazine
And the moon rose over an open field

"Kathy, I'm lost," I said, though I knew she was sleeping
I'm empty and aching and I don't know why
Counting the cars on the New Jersey Turnpike
They've all gone to look for America
 
'And all the weekend rockstars are in the toilets, practicing their lines' - Fake Tales of San Francisco Arctic Monkeys...

Breathe, breathe in the air.
Don't be afraid to care.
Leave, don't leave me.
Look around and choose your own ground.

Long you live and high you fly
smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry
all you touch and all you see
Is all your life will ever be.

Run, rabbit run.
Dig that hole, Forget the sun,
And when at last the work is done
Don't sit down it's time to dig another one.

For long you live and high you fly
But only if you ride the tide
And balanced on the biggest wave
You race towards an early grave.
 
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