Post four lines of perfect lyrics from first verse
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There are boxes packed with bullets, there are crates all stacked with boxes
There are uniforms and hardware, there are meals all wrapped in plastic
Through the night the ships are loading, every night these ships are loading
Beneath the glare of the burning floodlights and the dancing of the swarmed mosquitoes.
When they look back at us and they write down their history
What will they say about our generation?
We're the ones who knew everything and still we did nothing
Harvested everything, planted nothing.
So did you lose your faith?
Did you fall upon your sword?
I know she took a piece of your heart
And I know I had a piece of your soul
There are uniforms and hardware, there are meals all wrapped in plastic
Through the night the ships are loading, every night these ships are loading
Beneath the glare of the burning floodlights and the dancing of the swarmed mosquitoes.
When they look back at us and they write down their history
What will they say about our generation?
We're the ones who knew everything and still we did nothing
Harvested everything, planted nothing.
So did you lose your faith?
Did you fall upon your sword?
I know she took a piece of your heart
And I know I had a piece of your soul
fouronthefloor said:
It was a hot afternoon
Last day of June
And the sun was a demon
The clouds were afraid
A good start to that song I agree, but the lyrics take a distinct turn for the worse after that, with some cringe-makingly set up rhymes. What if Billy Ray had driven a Ford, I wonder, how would Bobby have coped with that?Last day of June
And the sun was a demon
The clouds were afraid
singlecoil said:
fouronthefloor said:
It was a hot afternoon
Last day of June
And the sun was a demon
The clouds were afraid
A good start to that song I agree, but the lyrics take a distinct turn for the worse after that, with some cringe-makingly set up rhymes. What if Billy Ray had driven a Ford, I wonder, how would Bobby have coped with that?Last day of June
And the sun was a demon
The clouds were afraid
She threw back her hair
Like I wasn't there
She sipped on a julep
Her shoulders were bare
And I tried not to stare
When I looked at her two lips
Velvet Underground - Pale Blue Eyes:
Sometimes I feel so happy,
Sometimes I feel so sad.
Sometimes I feel so happy,
But mostly you just make me mad.
Suede - The Wild Ones:
There's a song playing on the radio
Sky high in the airwaves on the morning show
And there's a lifeline slipping as the record plays
As I open the blinds in my mind I'm believing that you could stay
And Lou Reed also has one of the best first lines ever from Wild Child:
I was talkin' to Chuck in his Genghis Khan suit and his wizard's hat
Sometimes I feel so happy,
Sometimes I feel so sad.
Sometimes I feel so happy,
But mostly you just make me mad.
Suede - The Wild Ones:
There's a song playing on the radio
Sky high in the airwaves on the morning show
And there's a lifeline slipping as the record plays
As I open the blinds in my mind I'm believing that you could stay
And Lou Reed also has one of the best first lines ever from Wild Child:
I was talkin' to Chuck in his Genghis Khan suit and his wizard's hat
Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road
Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go
So make the best of this test, and don't ask why
It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time
Was the dark of the moon on the sixth of June
In a Kenworth pullin' logs
Cab-over Pete with a reefer on
And a Jimmy haulin' hogs
What do you say when you write with no words?
Feel a song that's never been heard?
How do know if you did it all?
What do you do when you've done it all?
Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go
So make the best of this test, and don't ask why
It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time
Was the dark of the moon on the sixth of June
In a Kenworth pullin' logs
Cab-over Pete with a reefer on
And a Jimmy haulin' hogs
What do you say when you write with no words?
Feel a song that's never been heard?
How do know if you did it all?
What do you do when you've done it all?
They're selling postcards of the hanging
They're painting the passports brown
The beauty parlour is filled with sailors
The circus is in town
Bob Dylan, Desolation Row
Inspired by the story of the lynching of three black circus workers in 1920 on fabricated accusations of rape.
http://www.chimesfreedom.com/2016/06/14/theyre-sel...
They're painting the passports brown
The beauty parlour is filled with sailors
The circus is in town
Bob Dylan, Desolation Row
Inspired by the story of the lynching of three black circus workers in 1920 on fabricated accusations of rape.
http://www.chimesfreedom.com/2016/06/14/theyre-sel...
I went home with a waitress the way I always do
How was I to know she was with the Russians, too?
I was gambling in Havana, I took a little risk
Send lawyers, guns, and money, Dad, get me out of this...
A couple of frat guys from Abilene
Drove out all night to see Robert Earl Keen
At the KPIG "Swine and Soiree Dance"
They wore baseball caps and khaki pants...
All the leaves are brown and the sky is grey
I've been for a walk on a winters day
I'd be saFe and warm if I was in LA
California dreaming on such a winters day
She walked the aisle in an eggshell blue,
Compromising white,
While the purple thistles twisted,
In the fading spring twilight...
Hey, little dolly with the blue jeans on
I want to ramrod with you honey, till half-past dawn
Let your hair down mama and pick up this beat
Come on and meet me tonight down on Bluebird Street
Well Jimmy Lee was hookin' 'round the far turn of a funky southern Florida dirt track
He had mud caked on his goggles and a screamin' 350 stacked up on his back
Well as he passed the stands he was feelin' all tuckered out
When through the roar of his engine he heard somebody shout "Stand on it, come on boy, Stand on it"
How was I to know she was with the Russians, too?
I was gambling in Havana, I took a little risk
Send lawyers, guns, and money, Dad, get me out of this...
A couple of frat guys from Abilene
Drove out all night to see Robert Earl Keen
At the KPIG "Swine and Soiree Dance"
They wore baseball caps and khaki pants...
All the leaves are brown and the sky is grey
I've been for a walk on a winters day
I'd be saFe and warm if I was in LA
California dreaming on such a winters day
She walked the aisle in an eggshell blue,
Compromising white,
While the purple thistles twisted,
In the fading spring twilight...
Hey, little dolly with the blue jeans on
I want to ramrod with you honey, till half-past dawn
Let your hair down mama and pick up this beat
Come on and meet me tonight down on Bluebird Street
Well Jimmy Lee was hookin' 'round the far turn of a funky southern Florida dirt track
He had mud caked on his goggles and a screamin' 350 stacked up on his back
Well as he passed the stands he was feelin' all tuckered out
When through the roar of his engine he heard somebody shout "Stand on it, come on boy, Stand on it"
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