Treatment   10 #13 Posted September 28, 2008 When the sun beats down, and I lie in the bench, I can always hear them talk.  (and this happens to me, most days) Share this post Link to post Share on other sites Share this content via...
IanG   10 #14 Posted September 28, 2008 I have loads and loads so i cant pick one realy.  At the moment the lyrics from tune in the video in my signature are very apt for me at the moment. paticulary the first few lines. have a listen its a mint tune  Fear and panic in the air I want to be free From desolation and despair And I feel like everything I saw Is being swept away When I refuse to let you go I can't get it right Get it right Since I met you Loneliness be over When will this loneliness be over Life will flash before my eyes So scattered and lost I want to touch the other side And no one thinks they are to blame Why can't we see That when we bleed we bleed the same I can't get it right Get it right Since I met you Loneliness be over When will this loneliness be over Loneliness be over When will this loneliness be over Share this post Link to post Share on other sites Share this content via...
Porridge   10 #15 Posted October 2, 2008 yes theres love if you want it dont sound like a sonnet my loooooooove  Verve Share this post Link to post Share on other sites Share this content via...
Ally68   10 #16 Posted October 2, 2008 Elvis Costello - Tramp The Dirt Down  I saw a newspaper picture from the political campaign A woman was kissing a child, who was obviously in pain She spills with compassion, as that young childs Face in her hands she grips Can you imagine all that greed and avarice Coming down on that childs lips  Well I hope I dont die too soon I pray the lord my soul to save Oh Ill be a good boy, Im trying so hard to behave Because theres one thing I know, Id like to live Long enough to savour Thats when they finally put you in the ground Ill stand on your grave and tramp the dirt down  When england was the whore of the world Margeret was her madam And the future looked as bright and as clear as The black tarmacadam Well I hope that she sleeps well at night, isnt Haunted by every tiny detail cos when she held that lovely face in her hands All she thought of was betrayal  And now the cynical ones say that it all ends the same in the long run Try telling that to the desperate father who just squeezed the life from his only son And how its only voices in your head and dreams you never dreamt Try telling him the subtle difference between justice and contempt Try telling me she isnt angry with this pitiful discontent When they flaunt it in your face as you line up for punishment And then expect you to say thank you straighten up, look proud and pleased Because youve only got the symptoms, you havent got the whole disease Just like a schoolboy, whose heads like a tin-can Filled up with dreams then poured down the drain Try telling that to the boys on both sides, being blown to bits or beaten and maimed Who takes all the glory and none of the shame  Well I hope you live long now, I pray the lord your soul to keep I think Ill be going before we fold our arms and start to weep I never thought for a moment that human life could be so cheap cos when they finally put you in the ground Theyll stand there laughing and tramp the dirt down Share this post Link to post Share on other sites Share this content via...
fatboyslim   10 #17 Posted October 3, 2008 A blast from the past!!!  Even though the air is calm There's something here, it's something warm Something cuts and scars inside tonight Sons of pioneers are hungry men    Japan - Sons of Pioneers 1981:banana: Share this post Link to post Share on other sites Share this content via...
splodgeyAl   10 #18 Posted October 3, 2008 Happy Mondays - Kinky Afro (possibly) Son, I'm thirty I only went with your mother 'cos she's dirty  Motorhead - Overkill Only way to feel the noise Is when it's good and loud  Ramones - anything by... 1, 2, 3, 4  Frank Sidebottom - anything by... You know I do / am / will I really do / am / will Thank you  Funkadelic - Promental****backwashpsychosisenemasquad (The Doo-Doo Chasers) * Fried ice cream IS a reality Which one is George Clinton?  Kraftwerk - Computer World Interpol and Deutsche Bank, FBI and Scotland Yard Interpol and Deutsche Bank, FBI and Scotland Yard Business, Numbers, Money, People Business, Numbers, Money, People Computer World Computer World  Zappa The Torture Never Stops Flies all green 'n buzzin' in his dungeon of despair Prisoners grumble and **** their clothes and scratch their matted hair A tiny light from a window hole a hundred yards away Is all they ever get to know about the regular life in the day; An' it stinks so bad the stones been chokin' 'N weepin' greenish drops In the room where the giant fire puffer works 'N the torture never stops The torture never stops  Slime 'n rot, rats 'n snot 'n vomit on the floor Fifty ugly soldiers, man, holdin' spears by the iron door Knives 'n spikes 'n guns 'n the likes of every tool of pain An' a sinister midget with a bucket an' a mop where the blood goes down the drain;  An' it stinks so bad the stones been chokin' 'N weepin' greenish drops In the room where the giant fire puffer works 'N the torture never stops The torture never stops The torture The torture The torture never stops.  Flies all green 'n buzzin' in his dungeon of despair An evil prince eats a steamin' pig in a chamber right near there He eats the snouts 'n the trotters first The loin's 'n the groin's is soon dispersed His carvin' style is well rehearsed He stands and shouts All men be cursed All men be cursed All men be cursed All men be cursed And disagree, well no-one durst He's the best of course of all the worst Some wrong been done, he done it first  (Well, well) An' he stinks so bad, his bones been chokin' (Yeah) 'N weepin' greenish drops, (Well) In the night of the iron sausage, (Well) Where the torture never stops The torture never stops The torture The torture The torture never stops.  Flies all green 'n buzzin' in his dungeon of despair Who are all those people that he's locked away up there Are they crazy?, Are they sainted? Are they zeros someone painted?, It has never been explained since at first it was created But a dungeon like a sin Requires naught but lockin' in Of everything that's ever been Look at hers Look at him That's what's the deal we're dealing in That's what's the deal we're dealing in That's what's the deal we're dealing in That's what's the deal we're dealing in   * The actaul lyrics might be frowned upon on FF SF, so that's a couple of my favourite backing vocals from it. And, having seen 'em live, I understand the inspiration for the 2nd line Share this post Link to post Share on other sites Share this content via...
Guest   #19 Posted October 3, 2008 Elvis Costello - Tramp The Dirt Down Excellent choice  Some others:  You never asked me what I wanted. You only asked me why. I never thought that so much trouble was resting on my reply. I could tell it was the nights that I was lonely and you were the only one who'd come. I could tell you that I like your sensitivity, when you know it's the way that you walk. - Miracle Man - Elvis Costello  I see you and I'm so perplexed What was I thinking? What will I think of next? Where can I hide? In the back room there's a lamp that hangs over the pool table and when the fan is on it swings gently side to side There's a changing constellation of balls as we are playing I see Orion and say nothing The only thing i can think of saying... - Ani DiFranco - Untouchable Face.  Shall we agree that just this once I'm gonna change my life Until it's just as tiny or important as you like? And in time we won't even recall that we spoke Words that turned out to be as big as smoke As smoke disappears in the air There's always something that's smouldering somewhere. - Elvis Costello - The Other End of the Telescope  Then you took two steps forward and then one step on your back Now it's a future for me and you that I lack You'll be the one who stands out in the dark Even when you're all dressed in black... Sometimes I name and number all the things you gave to me That elastic love, this velvet-lined purgatory You used to take the breath out of me Now I think you'll be the death of me - Elvis Costello - Next Time 'Round. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites Share this content via...
higgins   10 #20 Posted October 3, 2008 I was twenty-one years when I wrote this song I'm twenty-two now, but I won't be for long  This is a Paul Simon lyric Share this post Link to post Share on other sites Share this content via...
Guest   #21 Posted October 3, 2008 I was twenty-one years when I wrote this song I'm twenty-two now, but I won't be for long  This is a Paul Simon lyric Billy Bragg, surely. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites Share this content via...
IanG   10 #22 Posted October 3, 2008 Adam Freeland - We Want Your Soul   Your Cell Phone, Your Wallet, Your Time, Your Ideas No Barcode, No Party, No ID, No Beers Your Bankcard, Your License, Your Thoughts, Your Fears No Simcard, No Disco, No Photo, Not Here Your Blood, Your Sweat, Your Passions, Your Regrets Your Office, Your Time Off, Your Fashions, Your Sex Your Pills, Your Grass, Your Tits, Your Ass. Your Laughs, Your Bones.  We Write It All  We Want Your Soul  Tell us Your Habits, Your Facts, Your Fears Give us Your Address, Your Shoe Size, Your Years Your Digits, Your Plans, Your Number, Your Eyes Your Schedule, Your Desktop, Your Details, Your Life.  Show us Your Children, Your Photos, Your Home. Here, Take Credit, Take Insurance, Take A Loan. Get a Job, Get a Pension, Get a Haircut, Get a Suit. Play the Lottery, play Football, play the Field, Sports on Toot  We’ll show you Things We’ll show you Swings We’ll buy you Things, Drugs, Big Yard, Birds We’ll sell you Crap We’ll Charge You Fat We’re gonna find Big Guns & A Drunk in Your Kitchen  We Want Your Soul  Your Thoughts, Your Emotions, Your Love, Your Dreams Your Cheque Book, Your Residence, Your Sweat, Your Screams Your Security, Your Sobriety, Your InNocence, Your Society Your Self, Your Place, Your Distance, Your Speed  Go back to bed America, Your Government is in Control Again  Here, watch this, shut up You are free to do as we tell you You are free to do as we tell you  We Want Your Soul  Here’s Programs, Here’s Matters, Here’s Britney, Here’s Cola Here’s Pizza, Here’s TV, Here’s some Rock and some Rolla Watch Commercials, more Commercials, watch Jerry, Not Oprah Buy a Better Life from The Comfort of Your Sofa Here’s Popcorn, Here’s Magazines, Here’s Milkshake, Here’s Blue Jeans Here’s Padded Bras, Here’s Long Cars Here’s Football Shirts, Here’s Baseball Caps Here’s Live Talk Shows, Here’s Video Games, Here’s Cola Lite, Here’s Timberlake Here’s Fingertips, Here’s Collagen, Here’s All Night Bars, Here’s Plastic  We Want Your Soul  Go back to bed America, Your Government is in Control Again Here, Here’s American Gladiators Watch this, shut up  Go back to bed America, Here’s American Gladiators, Here’s 56 channels of it Watch these pictuary retards banging their ****ing skulls together And congratulate you on living in the Land of Freedom Here you are America You are free to do as we tell you You are free to do as we tell you  We Want Your Soul  No Cookies No Strays No Drop Outs No Gays No Lefties No Loonies No Opinions No Way No Bankers No Teachers No Facts No Freaks No Skaters No Tweakers No Truth Nothing Here’s Popcorn, Here’s Magazines, Here’s Milkshake, Here’s Blue Jeans Here’s Padded Bras, Here’s Long Cars Here’s Football Shirts, Here’s Baseball Caps Here’s A Very Very Very Very Very … Long Infomercial    Share this post Link to post Share on other sites Share this content via...
Ally68   10 #23 Posted October 3, 2008 Billy Bragg, surely.  I thought so too but I found this  http://www.paulsimon.com/node/102 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites Share this content via...
Guest   #24 Posted October 3, 2008 I thought so too but I found this http://www.paulsimon.com/node/102 Well bloody hell.  The Billy Bragg song is better though . Share this post Link to post Share on other sites Share this content via...