His comrades fought beside him Van Owen and the rest
But of all the Thompson Gunners Roland was the best
So the CIA decided They wanted Roland dead
That son-of-a-bitch Van Owen Blew off Roland's Head
"Roland the Headless Thompson Gunner" by Warren Zevon
Some people say I'm obnoxious and lazy
That I'm uneducated and my opinion means nothin'
But I know I'm a real good dancer
John Cougar Mellencamp
It was a pretty big year for predators
The marketplace was on a roll
And the land of opportunity
Spawned a whole new breed of men without souls
This year, notoriety got all confused with fame
And the devil is downhearted
Because there's nothing left for him to claim
Don Henley
Bibs
New Reader
10/10/24 2:46 p.m.
A lesser know song by Metric always stuck with me, as a reminder that we only have so much time in this life. Despite all the things that can bring us down or hold us back...
"It's now or never....now."
Gary
PowerDork
10/10/24 2:50 p.m.
These Bob Seger lyrics from "Against the Wind" meant a lot to me when I was a working stiff:
"Deadlines and commitments
What to leave in, what to leave out"
(Although I couldn't leave anything out).
ShawnG
MegaDork
10/10/24 3:00 p.m.
Some may be from showing up
Others are from growing up
Sometimes I was so messed up and didn’t have a clue
I ain’t winning no one over
I wear it just for you
I’ve got your name written here
In a rose tattoo
Dropkick Murphy's
Gary
PowerDork
10/10/24 3:01 p.m.
Now that I've been retired for 10+ years, these lyrics from Pink Floyd's "High Hopes" have meaning to me.
"Encumbered forever by desire and ambition
There's a hunger still unsatisfied
Our weary eyes still stray to the horizon
Though down this road we've been so many times"
(It's an excellent song, especially the newer David Gilmour version High Hopes).
Johnny Cash singing Neil Diamond's Solitary Man played simultaneously at the same time with The Moody Blues's Melancholy Man on Youtube.
Don't know that I will
But until I can find me
The girl who'll stay
And won't play games behind me
I'll be what I am
A solitary man, solitary man
I'm a melancholy man
That's what I am
All the world surrounds me and my feet are on the ground
I'm a very lonely man
Doing what I can
All the world astounds me and I think I understand
That we're going to keep growing
Wait and see
Are you coming with me?
Come let me take you on a party ride
And I'll teach you, teach you, teach you
I'll teach you the electric slide
Some say it's mystic
It's electric boogie woogie, woogie
You can't resist it
It's electric boogie woogie, woogie
You can't do without it
It's electric boogie woogie, woogie
They don't sound like anything special, until you learn what the song was actually about
The screen door slams, Mary's dress waves. Like a vision, she dances across the porch as the radio plays. Roy Orbison singing for the lonely, hey that's me and I want you only. Don't turn me home again, I just can't face myself alone again. Don't run back inside darling, you know just what I'm here for. So you're scared and you're thinking that maybe we ain't that young anymore. Show a little faith, there's magic in the night! You ain't a beauty, but hey you're alright. And that's alright with me.
Bruce Springsteen "Thunder Road"
Man, Born To Run and Darkness On The Edge Of Town are burned into my soul.
Don Henley definitely has some great lyrics...
We can do "The Innuendo", we can dance and sing
When it's said and done, we haven't told you a thing
We all know that crap is king
Give us dirty laundry!
Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river
You can hear the boats go by, you can spend the night beside her
And you know that she's half-crazy but that's why you wanna to be there
And she feeds you tea and oranges that come all the way from China
And just when you mean to tell her that you have no love to give her
Then she gets you on her wavelength
And she lets the river answer that you've always been her lover
And you want to travel with her, and you want to travel blind
And then you know that she will trust you
For you've touched her perfect body with your mind
And Jesus was a sailor when he walked upon the water
And he spent a long time watching from his lonely wooden tower
And when he knew for certain only drowning men could see him
He said all men will be sailors then until the sea shall free them
But he himself was broken, long before the sky would open
Forsaken, almost human, he sank beneath your wisdom like a stone
And you want to travel with him, and you want to travel blind
And then you think maybe you'll trust him
For he's touched your perfect body with his mind
Now, Suzanne takes your hand and she leads you to the river
She's wearing rags and feathers from Salvation Army counters
And the sun pours down like honey on our Lady of the harbor
And she shows you where to look among the garbage and the flowers
There are heroes in the seaweed, there are children in the morning
They are leaning out for love and they will lean that way forever
While Suzanne holds the mirror
And you want to travel with her, and you want to travel blind
And then you know that you can trust her
For she's touched your perfect body with her mind
-Leonard Cohen
Cohen wrote this poem and then the song for a platonic relationship with Suzanne Verdal, although it's pretty obvious he wished it were more than a friendship. This is writing.
Thank God and Greyhound she's gone. Roy Clark
I wanna taste love and pain
Wanna feel pride and shame
I don't wanna take my time
Don't wanna waste one line
I wanna live better days
Never look back and say
Could have been me
It could have been me
- The Struts
Jay_W
SuperDork
10/10/24 6:35 p.m.
History shows again and again
How Nature points out the folly of men
Blue Oyster Cult
It's amazing
With the blink of an eye
You finally see the light
It's amazing
When the moment arrives
You know you'll be alright
...snip...
Remember, the light at the end of the tunnel may be you.
Aerosmith
Curtis73 (Forum Supporter) said:
Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river
You can hear the boats go by, you can spend the night beside her
And you know that she's half-crazy but that's why you wanna to be there
And she feeds you tea and oranges that come all the way from China
And just when you mean to tell her that you have no love to give her
Then she gets you on her wavelength
And she lets the river answer that you've always been her lover
And you want to travel with her, and you want to travel blind
And then you know that she will trust you
For you've touched her perfect body with your mind
And Jesus was a sailor when he walked upon the water
And he spent a long time watching from his lonely wooden tower
And when he knew for certain only drowning men could see him
He said all men will be sailors then until the sea shall free them
But he himself was broken, long before the sky would open
Forsaken, almost human, he sank beneath your wisdom like a stone
And you want to travel with him, and you want to travel blind
And then you think maybe you'll trust him
For he's touched your perfect body with his mind
Now, Suzanne takes your hand and she leads you to the river
She's wearing rags and feathers from Salvation Army counters
And the sun pours down like honey on our Lady of the harbor
And she shows you where to look among the garbage and the flowers
There are heroes in the seaweed, there are children in the morning
They are leaning out for love and they will lean that way forever
While Suzanne holds the mirror
And you want to travel with her, and you want to travel blind
And then you know that you can trust her
For she's touched your perfect body with her mind
-Leonard Cohen
Cohen wrote this poem and then the song for a platonic relationship with Suzanne Verdal, although it's pretty obvious he wished it were more than a friendship. This is writing.
If you are the dealer, let me out of the game
If you are the healer, I'm broken and lame
If thine is the glory, mine must be the shame
You want it darker
Hineni, hineni
Hineni, hineni
I'm ready, my Lord
Leonard Cohen released this song 19 days before he died.
Snowdoggie (Forum Supporter) said:
Curtis73 (Forum Supporter) said:
Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river
You can hear the boats go by, you can spend the night beside her
And you know that she's half-crazy but that's why you wanna to be there
And she feeds you tea and oranges that come all the way from China
And just when you mean to tell her that you have no love to give her
Then she gets you on her wavelength
And she lets the river answer that you've always been her lover
And you want to travel with her, and you want to travel blind
And then you know that she will trust you
For you've touched her perfect body with your mind
And Jesus was a sailor when he walked upon the water
And he spent a long time watching from his lonely wooden tower
And when he knew for certain only drowning men could see him
He said all men will be sailors then until the sea shall free them
But he himself was broken, long before the sky would open
Forsaken, almost human, he sank beneath your wisdom like a stone
And you want to travel with him, and you want to travel blind
And then you think maybe you'll trust him
For he's touched your perfect body with his mind
Now, Suzanne takes your hand and she leads you to the river
She's wearing rags and feathers from Salvation Army counters
And the sun pours down like honey on our Lady of the harbor
And she shows you where to look among the garbage and the flowers
There are heroes in the seaweed, there are children in the morning
They are leaning out for love and they will lean that way forever
While Suzanne holds the mirror
And you want to travel with her, and you want to travel blind
And then you know that you can trust her
For she's touched your perfect body with her mind
-Leonard Cohen
Cohen wrote this poem and then the song for a platonic relationship with Suzanne Verdal, although it's pretty obvious he wished it were more than a friendship. This is writing.
If you are the dealer, let me out of the game
If you are the healer, I'm broken and lame
If thine is the glory, mine must be the shame
You want it darker
Hineni, hineni
Hineni, hineni
I'm ready, my Lord
Leonard Cohen released this song 19 days before he died.
And from the same album...
I'm leaving the table
I'm out of the game
I don't know the people
In your picture frame
If I ever loved you, oh no, no
It's a crying shame
If I ever loved you
If I knew your name
You don't need a lawyer
I'm not making a claim
You don't need to surrender
I'm not taking aim
I don't need a lover, no, no, no
The wretched beast is tame
I don't need a lover
So blow out the flame
There's nobody missing
There is no reward
Little by little
We're cutting the cord
We're spending the treasure, oh no, no
That love cannot afford
I know you can feel it
The sweetness restored
I don't need a reason
For what I became
I've got these excuses
They're tired and lame
I don't need a pardon, no no, no no, no
There's no one left to blame
I'm leaving the table
I'm out of the game
I'm leaving the table
I'm out of the game
I'd be surprised if anyone knows this one unless you live in the Cleveland area.
"Thank God for the man who put the white lines on the highway"
MSB
ShawnG
MegaDork
10/10/24 8:59 p.m.
Jelly Roll is Taylor Swift for guys who are forklift certified.
"Never could stand that dog".
Tom Waits
So low, the sky is all I see
All I want from you is forgive me
So you bring this poor dog in from the rain
Though he just wants right back out again
And I cry to the alleyway
Confess all to the rain
But I lie, lie straight to the mirror
The one I’ve broken to match my face
- Metallica, "Low Man's Lyric"
Maybe it's all too simple
For our brains to figure it out
What if the hokey pokey
Is all it really is about
-Jimmy Buffett
My favorite David Bowie song and I suppose the new theme song for all of the childless cat people.
David Bowie: Cat People (Putting Out Fire)
See these eyes, so green
I can stare for a thousand years
Colder than the moon
It's been so long
Feel my blood enraged
It's just the fear of loosing you
Don't you know my name?
Well, you've been so long
And I've been putting out fire
With gasoline
In reply to VolvoHeretic :
When that song comes on in Inglorious Bastards, so good!