Favourite and not-so-favourite song lyrics

[BarryBreensBandage]

here goes, first post.

my fav line from a song ever. :you know your gonna lose and gambling for fools but thats the way i like it baby, i don't want to live forever:

worst lyric of all time has to come from the westlife legend B McFadden.

Picnics in the garden and the children they can play. The first day of the summer and I'll laze here all the day. We,ll invite the family round and drink some English tea, and i raise up my finger and watch football on TV.

from real to me. possibly the worst song ever to come out of Ireland.

That Brian McFadden lyric - one of the few things that could ever make me sympathise with Kerry Katona - livin with a tool that could write that.

[ross4life]

Some of the worst?

Rihanna Umbrella

(Ella ella, eh eh eh)
Under my umbrella
(Ella ella, eh eh eh)
Under my umbrella
(Ella ella, eh eh eh)
Under my umbrella
(Ella ella, eh eh eh, eh eh eh)


Natasha Bedingfield  I Wanna Have Your


mmm mmm m m m m m
Gonna button my lip
So the truth dont slip
mmm mmm m m m m m
Gotta beep out
What I really wanna shout
Woops Did I say it out loud
Did you find out
I wanna have your babies
Get serious like crazy
I wanna have your babies
I see 'em springin up like daisy's

And

Presidents of United States of America Peaches

Moving to the country, I'm gonna eat a lot of peaches
Moving to the country, I'm gonna eat a lot of peaches
I'm Moving to the country, gonna eat a lot of peaches
Moving to the country, gonna eat a lot of peaches

I took a little nap where the roots all twist
Squished your rotten peach in my fist
And dreamed about you, woman
I poked my finger down inside
Make a little room for an ant to hide
Nature's candy in my hand or can or pie

[muppet]

Yeah, I left my wallet in El Segundo
Left my wallet in El Segundo
Left my wallet in El Segundo
I gotta get, I got-got ta get it

[Fear ón Srath Bán]

Christy at his best...

Born in the middle of the afternoon
...

The Moving On Song... by Ewan Mac Coll

[leenie]

not so favourite.....

NEYO... BEAUTIFUL MONSTER!

All my life
And the hereafter
I've never seen
Seen one like you

You're a knife
Sharp and deadly
And it's me
That you cut into

But I don't mind
In fact I like it
Though I'm terrified
I'm turn on [?] scared of you

Chorus:
She's a monster
Beautiful monster
Beautiful monster
But I don't mind

And I need her
Said I need her
Beautiful monster
But I don't mind

No I don't mind (I don't mind I don't I don't mind...)
No I don't mind (I don't mind I don't I don't mind...)
No I don't mind (I don't mind I don't I don't mind...)
No I don't mind (I don't mind I don't I don't mind...)

In her eyes
There's love and fire
In my heart
She's burning through

But I don't mind
In fact I like it
Though I'm terrified
I'm turn on [?] scared of you

[BarryBreensBandage]

Favourite opening line to a song:

"The world is a vampire, sent to drain..." - Rat in a Cage by Smashing Pumpkins


Favourite last line in a song:

"You're the measure of my dreams, the measure of my dreams" - Rainy Night in Soho by The Pogues

[ross4life]

Another classic would be Bob Dylan Hurricane Lyrics, tells the story about the imprisonment of the Boxer Rubin "Hurricane" Carter

[Never beat the deeler]

From Kris Kristofferson, and covered by Johnny Cash:

Well I woke up Sunday morning,
With no way to hold my head that didn't hurt.
And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad,
So I had one more for dessert.
Then I fumbled through my closet for my clothes,
And found my cleanest dirty shirt.
An' I shaved my face and combed my hair,
An' stumbled down the stairs to meet the day.

[Pangurban]

In 100 years of fighting, no Indian turned white. Another line from Kris Kristeferson

[seafoid]

"You're not Maud Gonne
but then again neither was she"

Bell x1

[gallsman]

Favourite opening line to a song:

"The world is a vampire, sent to drain..." - Rat in a Cage by Smashing Pumpkins


Favourite last line in a song:

"You're the measure of my dreams, the measure of my dreams" - Rainy Night in Soho by The Pogues

Song is called Bullet with Butterfly Wings.

Favourite lyrics are anything written by Springsteen or Mary Chapin Carpenter.

Another classic would be Bob Dylan Hurricane Lyrics, tells the story about the imprisonment of the Boxer Rubin "Hurricane" Carter

Dylan uses a wee bit of creative licence in the song and doesn't quite tell the whole story, specifically the implication that Carter was destined to be champion of the world.

[muppet]

Elvis Costello

Bentley said to Craig "Let him have it Chris"
They still don't know today just what he meant by this
Craig fired the pistol, but was too young to swing
So the police took Bentley and the very next thing
Let him dangle
Let him dangle

Bentley had surrendered, he was under arrest,
when he gave Chris Craig that fatal request
Craig shot Sidney Miles, he took Bentley's word
The prosecution claimed as they charged them with murder
Let him dangle
Let him dangle

They say Derek Bentley was easily led
Well what's that to the woman that Sidney Miles wed
Though guilty was the verdict, and Craig had shot him dead
The gallows were for Bentley and still she never said
Let him dangle
Let him dangle

Well it's hard to imagine it's the times that have changed
When there's a murder in the kitchen that is brutal and strange
If killing anybody is a terrible crime
Why does this bloodthirsty chorus come round from time to time
Let him dangle

Not many people thought that Bentley would hang
But the word never came, the phone never rang
Outside Wandsworth Prison there was horror and hate
As the hangman shook Bentley's hand to calculate his weight
Let him dangle

From a welfare state to society murder
Bring "back the noose" is always heard
Whenever those swine are under attack
But it won't make you even
It won't bring him back

Let him dangle
Let him dangle (String him up)

[J OGorman]

From Kris Kristofferson, and covered by Johnny Cash:

Well I woke up Sunday morning,
With no way to hold my head that didn't hurt.
And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad,
So I had one more for dessert.
Then I fumbled through my closet for my clothes,
And found my cleanest dirty shirt.
An' I shaved my face and combed my hair,
An' stumbled down the stairs to meet the day.

absolutely...love Kristofferson

from the Pilgrim

"He's a poet, he's a picker
He's a prophet, he's a pusher
He's a pilgrim and a preacher, and a problem when he's stoned
He's a walkin' contradiction, partly truth and partly fiction,
Takin' ev'ry wrong direction on his lonely way back home.
There's a lotta wrong directions on that lonely way back home."

[Declan]

Too many to mention but looking at that Elvis Costello one reminded me of one of my faves of his from Brilliant Mistake

She said that she was working for the ABC News
It was as much of the alphabet as she knew how to use
Her perfume was unspeakable
It lingered in the air
Like her artificial laughter
Her mementos of affairs
"Oh" I said "I see you know him"
"Isn't that very fortunate for you"
And she showed me his calling card
He came third or fourth and there were more than one or two
He was a fine idea at the time
Now he's a brilliant mistake

[seafoid]

Brooklyn Public by J-live

...Grown-up, roam the halls with me
So many characters
Some sweet some shifty
Some loud some quiet
Some trusting, some don't buy it - don't try it
Some'll try to squash beef and some start riots
Some are motivated some are lazy
Some are geniuses some are crazy
The line between is hazy
Some'll love you some'll hate you
Some'll need you some'll spite you
Some are thankful, some are ungrateful
Yo, some are there and really care
About what's being learned and taught
They fought through it when they got stuck
Some are there 'till the bell rings
Run through the day without thinking
'Cause they really don't give a f**k
Some'll run some'll fight
Some'll tell, some might change the world
Some are early to the grave or jail
Some are so complicated, some are so simple
Some are students, some are teachers
Some are principals