Greatest Opening Lines to a song

[dronefromsector7G]

Misty is a ****
Misty is a ****
**** **** ****

‘Misty is a ****’ by The Beatles

 

[Nebuchadnezzar]

America, your heads too big....

 

[blue saturday]

As I were goin over from Beighton up to Woodhouse
To see mi dole officer, the bloody rotten shithouse
I first took out mi biro and signed a bit of paper
She says “has tha been workin? If thy has then we cant pay yer! to the first verse of whisky in the jar Everly pregnant brothers via Thin lizzy”

 

[BlueMoonRisin’]

So fucking what?

So what so what you boring little ****,
Well, who cares, who cares what you do,
who cares, who cares about you, you, you.

 

[BlueMoonRisin’]

Well I heard a lovely rumour that Bette Midler had a tumour
So gleefully I went to tell my friends
But they said it was a lie and she wasn’t going to die
“And by the way, have we got news for you”.

 

[blue saturday]

As they pulled you out of the oxygen tent
You asked for the latest party
With your silicone hump and your ten inch stump
Dressed like a priest you was bowie diamond dogs

 

[yeseye]

Maggie Thatcher you can’t match her she’s the darling of us all
She’s the curse of the Irish nation Fine Gael and Fianna Fail

 

[AliBobbyJ]

She wears red feathers and a hooly-hooly skirt
A rose in her hair, a gleam in her eye
And love in her heart for me.

(shame about the 'red' bit.)

 

[chesterbells]

Whatever happened to Leon Trotsky?
He got an ice pick
That made his ears burn

A history lesson from The Stranglers (of course).

 

[blue saturday]

Well you can bump and grind
It is good for your mind
Well you can twist and shout
Let it all hang out
those were the days its only hanging out now cause ive forgotten to put it back in T Rex children of the revolution

 

[ctidcarl]

I'm older than I wish to be
This town holds no more for me
All my life I try to find another way
I don't care for your attitude
You bring me down I think you're rude
All my life I try to make a better day

Oasis - Rockin' Chair

 

[Manc baggie]

And so she woke up
Woke up from where she was lyin' still
Said I gotta do something
About where we're goin'

 

[Manc baggie]

Too alarmin' now to talk about
Take your pictures down and shake it out
Truth or consequence, say it aloud
Use that evidence, race it around

 

[Manc baggie]

She's a rich girl
She don't try to hide it
Diamonds on the soles of her shoes
He's a poor boy
Empty as a pocket
Empty as a pocket with nothing to lose

 

[Manc baggie]

I need you to pin me down just for one frozen moment
I need someone to pin me down so I can live in torment
I need you to really feel the twist of my back breaking
I need someone to listen to the ecstasy I'm faking

 

[Manc baggie]

It's too late now, it's twenty past two
I spent the night just watchin' you
I watched you dance
I watched you move
Can't breath and still I watched you move away
Now I think quite a lot
As I stare at my shoes
About all these things
That I put myself through
There's nothing to say and there's nothing to do
You're just too nice to talk to

 

[blumanchu]

Poor old Johnny Ray , sounding sad upon the radio broke a million hearts in mono

 

[BlueMoonRisin’]

Forty year old housewife Mrs Elizabeth Walk of Lambeth Walk
Had a husband who was jubblified with only half a stalk
So she had a Milk of Magnesia and curry powder sandwich, half a pound of uncut pork
Took an overdose of Omo, this made the neighbours talk

 

[eversince 76]

Can you tell me where my country lies?"
said the unifaun to his true love's eyes.
"It lies with me!" cried the Queen of Maybe
- for her merchandise, he traded in his prize.

"Paper late!" cried a voice in the crowd.
"Old man dies!" The note he left was signed 'Old Father Thames'
- it seems he's drowned;
selling England by the pound.

Selling England By The Pound -Genesis

 

[City Hobgoblin]

I knew a girl named Nikki
I guess you could say she was a sex fiend
I met her in a hotel lobby
Masturbating with a magazine