Hits with daft lyrics

[i kne albert davy]

The lyrics to that glory glory Man Utd sound about as daft as they come now :-)

 

[RiversideBlue]

"We're Liverpool FC, we're hard as hell" ..... Klanfield Rap

 

[Dirty Harry]

Vanessa Williams - ‘Save the best til last’

“Sometimes the sun goes round the moon”.

 

[gloryhuntersince85]

The lyrics to that glory glory Man Utd sound about as daft as they come now :-)

its the Glory, glory Tottenham Hotspur one that baffles me

 

[Looby_Blue]

"I know that I must do what's right, sure as Killimanjaro rises like olympus above the serengeti"

 

[Jazzman]

I give you the old Marillion classic....been discussed a few times on here....

Fugazi, basically means fucked beyond repair.



Vodka intimate, an affair with isolation in a Blackheath cell
Extinguishing the fires in a private hell
Provoking the heartache to renew the licence
Of a bleeding heart poet in a fragile capsule
Propping up the crust of the glitter conscience
Wrapped in the christening shawl of a hangover
Baptised in the tears from the real
Drowning in the liquid seize on the Piccadilly line, rat race
Scuttling through the damp electric labyrinth
Caress Ophelia's hand with breathstroke ambition
An albatross in the marrytime tradition
Sheathed within the Walkman wear the halo of distortion
Aural contraceptive aborting pregnant conversation
She turned the harpoon and it pierced my heart
She hung herself around my neck
From the Time-Life-Guardians in their conscience bubbles
Safe and dry in my sea of troubles
Nine to five with suitable ties
Cast adrift as their side-show, peepshow, stereo hero
Becalm bestill, bewitch, drowning in the real
The thief of Baghdad hides in Islington now
Praying deportation for his sacred cow
A legacy of romance from a twilight world
The dowry of a relative mystery girl
A Vietnamese flower, a Dockland union
A mistress of release from a magazine's thighs
Magdalenes contracts more than favours
The feeding hands of western promise hold her by the throat
A son of a swastika of '45 parading a peroxide standard
Graffiti conjure disciples testaments of hatred
Aerosol wands whisper where the searchlights trim the barbed wire hedges
This is Brixton chess
A knight for Embankment folds his newspaper castle
A creature of habit, begs the boatman's coin
He'll fade with old soldiers in the grease stained roll call
And linger with the heartburn of Good Friday's last supper
Son watches father scan obituary columns in search of absent school friends
While his generation digests high fibre ignorance
Cowering behind curtains and the taped up painted windows
Decriminalised genocide, provided door to door Belsens
Pandora's box of holocausts gracefully cruising satellite infested heavens
Waiting, the season of the button, the penultimate migration
Radioactive perfumes, for the fashionably, for the terminally insane, insane
Do you realise? Do you realise?
Do you realise, this world is totally fugazi
Where are the prophets, where are the visionaries, where are the poets
To breach the dawn of the sentimental mercenary
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Derek William Dick / Ian Mosley / Mark Kelly / Pete Trewavas / Steve Rothery

I am not a native english speaker, but these lyrics always made a lot of sense to me. Admittedly I am an early Marillion fan, and spent a lot of time over these songs in the eighties.

 

[Kompany Car]

Shake up the picture, the lizard mixtute - Duran Duran

Another Duran Duran. What the fuck is this going on about ?

The reflex is a lonely child, who's waiting by the park
The reflex is in charge of finding treasure in the dark
And watching over lucky clover, isn't that bizarre?
And every little thing the reflex does
Leaves you answered with a question mark

 

[Kompany Car]

Coldplay - Lights will guide you home and ignite your bones...

Really Chris, is that the best you can manage. Having my bones ignited doesnt sound like a lot of fun, mind you probably better than listening to you drone on about it.

 

[Keeper!]

I'm a fountain of blood
In the shape of a girl
You're the bird on the brim
Hypnotised by the whirl
Drink me, make me feel real
Wet your beak in the stream
Game we're playing is life
Love's a two-way dream

[Chorus]
Leave me now, return tonight
Tide will show you the way
If you forget my name
You will go astray
Like a killer whale
Trapped in a bay

[Verse 2]
I'm a path of cinders
Burning under your feet
You're the one who walks me
I'm your one-way street

[Verse 3]
I'm a whisper in the water
Secret for you to hear
You're the one who grows distant
When I beckon you near

 

[RiversideBlue]

Another Duran Duran. What the fuck is this going on about ?

The reflex is a lonely child, who's waiting by the park
The reflex is in charge of finding treasure in the dark
And watching over lucky clover, isn't that bizarre?
And every little thing the reflex does
Leaves you answered with a question mark

Shit lyrics. Good song though.