The Greatest Song Lyrically Of All Time

[Fugitive]

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[Stu Monty]

Hello darkness, my old friend

I've come to talk with you again

Because a vision softly creeping

Left its seeds while I was sleeping

And the vision that was planted in my brain

Still remains

Within the sound of silence

 

Can't hear that without thinking of I see a Darkness by Cash/Oldham. I love music from a dark place, it's ace.

 

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[Stu Monty]

And the Cash thought leads me onto another epic song from another songwriting genius:

 

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No thread of this name would right without some mention of Nick Cave.

[Teflon Don]

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[Carvalho Diablo]

Shush Bitch...

 

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[dennis tooth]

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Ah the life song, I notice you didn't post the lyrics to that abortion of a song that not even the Lighthouse family would touch as it's too uplifting, anyhow I'll list the full lyrics here:

 

"Life, ooh life"

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[Dan]

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its not really a song though is it?

[Remmie]

Immense

 

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What, no Stevie Winwood?

[Son of L8]

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Hmm, my 1500th post on TLW... Guess it could have been worse!

 

She's got the milk of human kindness and the fat of the lamb

Skin like a baby, but she drives like a man

She lives in Natchez and she operates a crane

She's like a wrecking ball thats no longer connected to the chain

 

Zerelda Samuel said she ain't never prayed

Since her right arm was blown off in a Pinkerton raid

They lashed her to a windmill with three fingered Dave

Now she's 102 and drinking julips in the shade...

[lucozade]

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"has our boy done something rash"

 

That's a goodie but I'd vote for Dylan - Lily, Rosemary and the Jack of hearts - unfortunately Sony have wiped it off Youtube but it's some of Bob's best work.

[RedinSweden]

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Hey there, people, Im bobby brown

They say Im the cutest boy in town

My car is fast, my teeth is shiney

I tell all the girls they can kiss my heinie

Here I am at a famous school

Im dressin sharp n im

Actin cool

I got a cheerleader here wants to help with my paper

Let her do all the work n maybe later I'll rape her

 

Oh God I am the american dream

I do not think Im too extreme

An Im a handsome sonofabitch

Im gonna get a good job n be real rich

 

(get a good

Get a good

Get a good

Get a good job)

 

Womens liberation

Came creepin across the nation

I tell you people I was not ready

When I fucked this dyke by the name of freddie

She made a little speech then,

Aw, she tried to make me say when

She had my balls in a vice, but she left the dick

I guess it's still hooked on, but now it shoots too quick

 

Oh God I am the american dream

But now I smell like vaseline

An Im a miserable sonofabitch

Am I a boy or a lady...i don't know which

 

(I wonder wonder

Wonder wonder)

 

So I went out n bought me a leisure suit

I jingle my change, but Im still kinda cute

Got a job doin radio promo

An none of the jocks can even tell Im a homo

Eventually me n a friend

Sorta drifted along into s&m

I can take about an hour on the tower of power

Long as I gets a little golden shower

 

Oh God I am the american dream

With a spindle up my butt till it makes me scream

An I'll do anything to get ahead

I lay awake nights sayin, thank you, fred!

Oh god, oh god, Im so fantastic!

Thanks to freddie, Im a sexual spastic

And my name is bobby brown

Watch me now, Im goin down,

And my name is bobby brown

Watch me now, Im goin down, etc

 

More lyrics: Frank Zappa Lyrics

[Total Longo]

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Mainly for the "lloyd Webber" stuff, but most of Waters' lyrics are absolutely brilliant.

 

Miraculous you call it babe

You ain't seen nothing yet

They've got Pepsi in the Andes

McDonalds in Tibet

Yosemite's been turned into

A golf course for the Japs

The Dead Sea is alive with rap

Between the Tigris and Euphrates

There's a leisure centre now

They've got all kinds of sports

They've got Bermuda shorts

They had sex in Pennsylvania

A Brazilian grew a tree

A doctor in Manhattan

Saved a dying man for free

It's a miracle

Another Miracle

By the grace of God Almighty

And the pressures of the marketplace

The human race has civilized itself

It's a miracle

We've got warehouses of butter

We've got oceans of wine

We've got famine when we need it

Got designer crime

We've got Mercedes

We've got Porsche

 

Ferrari and Rolls Royce

We've got choice

She said meet me

In the Garden of Gethsemene my dear

The Lord said Peter I can see

Your house from here

An honest family man

Finally reaped what he had sown

A farmer in Ohio has just repaid a loan

It's a miracle

By the grace of God Almighty

And the pressures of the marketplace

The human race has civilized itself

It's a miracle

We cower in our shelters

With our hands over our ears

Lloyd-Webber's awful stuff

Runs for years and years and years

An earthquake hits the theatre

But the operetta lingers

Then the piano lid comes down

And breaks his fucking fingers

It's a miracle

[King Emlyn]

I think Stringvest is on the money with Costello. This pearler must be up there.

 

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Also anybody really into lyrics should explore Jacques Brel, possibly the master of the art imo.

[King Emlyn]

Apologies TD, never saw your post.

[withnail71]

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Well, she wore big knickers,

And she worked on t' sewage farm,

I got me 'and down 'er jeans an'

I nearly lost half me arm.

But after ten pints,

Looked quite fit,

Couldn't wait to get me hands

On her flabby tits.

Sweatty Betty, Sweatty Betty,

So I said slap that and ride the ripples,

I've just got to get me gob

'Round her inverted nipples.

She had a massive arse

And sweatty breasts,

Thirty eight inch,

She were a mound of flesh.

Sweatty Betty, she eats a lot of pies,

Sweatty Betty, she's got enormous thighs,

Sweatty Betty, have you smelt her breath,

Sweatty Betty, she'll crush a man to death.

And I knew that she wanted me fer shag 'er,

So I stabbed 'er cunt with me mutton dagger,

I couldn't believe the spots on her bum,

She used to play for Wigan at the back of the scrum.

Sweatty Betty, Sweatty Betty, Sweatty Betty, Sweatty Betty.

'An I've seen real Maccicians gerroff 'ome

But you know me, I'll shag endless buer.

Sweatty Betty, she eats a lot of chips,

Sweatty Betty, she's got massive tits,

Sweatty Betty, she's got a huge vagina,

Sweatty Betty, you'd fit a bus inside 'er.

Sweatty Betty, Sweatty Betty, she's so obscene,

Sweatty Betty, it doesn't matter to me.

Sweatty Betty, she's like a lump of lard,

Sweatty Betty, she makes me willy hard.

England's Glory

Shut up and listen,

I'm gonna tell thee a story,

About me trip down south,

To the crotch of England's glory.

Took some Dombies and a Bod can,

To make me fell at home,

I'm going down London,

Dig up paving stones.

Got to London half past six,

And I wished I'd never come,

'Cos there's puffs down 'ere

Drinkin' halves of larger,

Without notes from their mum's.

No gravy at the chippy,

And what's a savaloy?

Every pub were full of boring

Isling bottom boys.

We are all just simple lads,

Never asked for much,

Just twenty pints on a Friday night,

An' a wife at home to fuck.

If I live to be forty,

I'll never understand,

Why they're up 'till eleven,

To drink beer that's second-hand.

Dialling 0625 on the telephone,

I shouts "pull us a pint of bitter ale

The night I'm comin' home."

We are all just simple lads,

Never asked for much,

Just twenty pints on a Friday night,

And a wife at home to fuck.

Yeah, we are all just simple lads

Never asked for much,

Just twenty pints on a Friday night,

And a wife at home to fuck.

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More lyrics: Macc Lads Lyrics

[VladimirIlyich]

One that springs to mind is 'The Green Fields of France' by The Fureys.

 

Cant link it though cos im on itouch.

[stringvest]

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Randy Newman. A genius. The song above, like many of his songs, is written from the perspective of somebody most of us would cross the street to avoid. In this case a unreconstructed white South African in the tense years before Mandela was released and the removal of white power. The song reflects the weariness, and the resignation and fear that the white guy feels now that he understands change is approaching and is inevitable. Not a great version of the song, but it still conveys some of the recorded version's sense of unease.

 

Newman's written dozens of fantastic songs; often complex, sometimes dark, and frequently misunderstood. He is though, imo, the sole living bona fide genius in American popular music.

[gingerhulk]

Arctic Monkeys."From The Ritz To The Rubble"

 

Last night these two bouncers

And one of em's alright

The other one's the scary one

His way or no way, totalitarian

He's got no time for you

Looking or breathing

How he dosen't want you to

So step out the queue

He makes examples of you

And there's nowt you can say

Behind they go through to the bit where you pay

And you realize then that it's finally the time

To walk back past ten thousand eyes in the line

And you can swap jumpers and make another move

Instilled in your brain you've got something to prove

To all the smirking faces and the boys in black

Why can't they be pleasant?

Why can't they have a laugh?

He's got his hand in your chest

He wants to give you a duff

Well secretly I think they want it all to kick off

They want, arms flying everywhere and

Bottles as well it's just

Something to talk about

A story to tell you

 

Well I'm so glad they turned us all away we'll put it down to fate

 

I thought a thousand million things that I could never think this morning

 

Got too deep, but how deep is too deep?

 

This town's a different town today

This town's a different town to what it was last night

You couldn't have done that on a Sunday

 

That girl's a different girl today

That girl's a different girl to her you kissed last night

You couldn't have done that on a Sunday

 

Last night what we talked about

It made so much sense

But now the haze has ascended

It don't make no sense anymore

 

Sublime.

 

How the fuck do you get the word 'totalitarian' into a song, and not make it sound pretentious and shit?

[Joso]

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I remember the night my mate played his greatest hits album, when i heard that one i got him to play it about 4 times in a row. Fantastic song.

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[Dicko]

James Hetfield wrote some great lyrics pre black album.

He & Dave Mustaine are about the best lyricists in metal.

[Melchett]

Mcdonalds, Mcdonalds, Kentucky Fried Chicken and a Pizza Hut.

 

 

Close thread.

[Vincent Vega]

Half Man Half Biscuit have written some superb lyrics, I especially love Joy Division Oven Gloves.

[AngryOfTuebrook]

Ah the life song, I notice you didn't post the lyrics to that abortion of a song that not even the Lighthouse family would touch as it's too uplifting, anyhow I'll list the full lyrics here:

 

"Life, ooh life"

(repeat)

(repeat)

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(repeat)

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I don't want to see a ghost,

It's a sight that I fear most

I'd rather have a piece of toast

 

 

Roll over, Cole Porter.