Most memorable music lyrics

[MJZiggy]

That song is still there...acoustic guitar in 3/4 time. Calm, peaceful song. *sigh*.

[Joemailman]

Artist/Band: Lynne Shelby
Lyrics for Song: Old Times Sake
Lyrics for Album: Suit Yourself
Before you go and walk out on me
Take a look around and tell me what you see.
Cause here I stand like an open book
Is there something here you might have overlooked.

And it would be a shame if you leave
And find that freedom ain’t what you thought it would be.

The years we had were not all bad
In fact I know the good outweighed the bad.
And now you say that you’ve grown tired
And you want to be by yourself a while.

It would be a shame if you go
And find that freedom was a long time ago

I know you can’t stand for chains to bind you
But they just keep on driving us apart.
And you could go where I would never find you
But could you go far enough to get away from you’re heart.

So one more time for old times sake
Come and lay your head upon my chest.
Please don’t throw this moment away.
We can forget the bad and take the best.

And if you don’t have nothing left to say
Let me hold you one more time for old times sake.
And if you don’t have nothing left to say
Let me hold you one more time for old times sake.


My current favorite song. Suit Yourself is a great understated album by an artist that deserves a bigger audience than she's got.

[MJZiggy]

Genre?

[Joemailman]

Hard tp pinpoint. I guess she would fall into the Alternative Country field. Here is a review of the Album:




Editorial Reviews

Amazon.com
Lynne's follow-up to 2003's Identity Crisis works the same sparse, moody territory, but if the title of the former spoke to her self-esteem at the time, Suit Yourself shows her being more confident in every way. Again acting as her own producer, Lynne took the demo tapes she made in her California home studio to Nashville, where she augmented her first-take vocals with guitar (the Wallflowers' Michael Ward), keyboards (Tom Petty & the Heartbreakers' Benmont Tench), bass, drums, pedal steel, Dobro, and mandolin, employing those instruments merely as brush strokes on a wide-open canvas of voice and emotion. Throughout, Lynne strives to make the project so relaxed that a listener feels as if he's sitting cross-legged in the room--the first track begins with studio chatter, and elsewhere you can hear ice cubes clinking in a glass and the sound of someone pushing the stop button on a tape recorder. For those who prefer a more polished production, this fly-on-the-wall approach may be disconcerting, especially as the occasional track seems unfinished or a bit too rough, with an out-of-tune guitar or a rhythmic disconnect between singer and players. But ultimately, the album satisfies with the honesty and strength of the material, which ranges from Lynne's killer cover of guest Tony Joe White's "Rainy Night in Georgia" (here titled simply "Track 12") to the smoky groove of "I Cry Everyday," the wistful ballad "Old Time's Sake," and the Waylon Jennings-like "Iced Tea." Speaking of outlaws, "Johnny Met June," one of the most memorable tracks, details the Cashes' "meeting" on the far banks of the Jordan. Lynne wrote it the day Johnny died. --Alanna Nash

[Badgepack]

I've got quite of few Shelby Lynne songs, "I'm Alive" is really good.

[Tyrone Bigguns]

Strong cd from Shelby. Still, "I am Shelby Lynne" is the best thing she has done. Though, I LOVED the cover of "Love, Shelby." She is so much hotter as a blond than redhead.

Pretty talented family considering allison moorer is her sis.

[Freak Out]

Artist - Zappa
Album - Sheik Yerbouti
Song - Jewish Princess

I want a nasty little Jewish princess
With long phony nails and a hairdo that rinses
A horny little Jewish princess
With a garlic aroma that could level Tacoma
Lonely inside
Well, she can swallow my pride

I want a hairy little Jewish princess
With a brand new nose, who knows where it goes
I want a steamy little Jewish princess
With over-worked gums, who squeaks when she cums
I don't want no troll
I just want a Yemenite hole

I want a darling little Jewish princess
Who don't know shit about cooking and is arrogant looking
A vicious little Jewish princess
To specifically happen with a pee-pee thats snappin
All up inside
I just want a princess to ride
Awright, back to the top...everybody twist

I want a funky little Jewish princess
A grinder; a bumper, with a pre-moistened dumper
A brazen little Jewish princess
With titanic tits, and sand-blasted zits
She can even be poor
So long as she does it with four on the floor
(vapor-lock)

I want a dainty little Jewish princess
With a couple of sisters who can raise a few blisters
A fragile little Jewish princess
With Romanian thighs, who weasels and lies
For two or three nights

Won't someone send me a princess who bites
Won't someone send me a princess who bites
Won't someone send me a princess who bites
Won't someone send me a princess who bites

[Iron Mike]

Hard tp pinpoint. I guess she would fall into the Alternative Country field.

Alternate Country = Maria McKee

Drinkin' In My Sunday Dress"

I can barely feel the sheets with all these crumbs down in my bed
How can I get to sleep with all this buzzin’ in my head
And who’d have ever thought I’d not complain about a mess
Serves me right I guess, this is what I get
For eatin’ crackers with my gin
And drinkin’ in my Sunday dress

The telephone is by the bottle which is always by my bed
From time to time I give it a rattle to make sure that it’s not dead
I will wait here for your call till I run out of cigarettes
I love to play the part of the damsel in distress
Flickin’ ashes in my coffee
Drinkin’ in my Sunday dress

Well I’ve been on the road to this and I’ve been on the way to this
But who’da thought it’d come to this
Don’t let on you’ve seen me like this
My old transistor’s sounding just as twangy as a Fender
My radiator growls like Elvis after Sunday dinner

I’ve drained my last tequila and I’ve thrown away the blender
I’ve poured out all the wine, from now on nothing but the best
Cognac and Patsy Cline
While drinkin’ in my Sunday dress

Well I’ve been on the road to this and I’ve been on the way to this
I surely ain’t a hypocrite
I’ve had my fun and now I must confess
Our reverend is a kingly soul, repents ‘em on a dime
His bible is not inked in gold, he is not the cheatin’ kind
One Sunday after meetin’ I was in the greetin’ line
He said I’ve seen you from the altar
Gulpin’ down communion wine
Just remember who’s beside you when it’s no business of mine

[Partial]

It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you

There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do

I bless the rains down in Africa

Gonna take some time to do the things we never had

[Freak Out]

It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you

There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do

I bless the rains down in Africa

Gonna take some time to do the things we never had

I have lots of family in Portland Oregon and travel to the Rose City often and the guy who sings that song (from Toto right?) owns a chain of plumbing supply stores there. I bought a spendy Italian pedestal sink and fixture while the guy was performing THAT song during checkout. They have a big stage setup in the back of the main store. Funny....
I think I also saw him once during a parade in Portland...he was riding on an "Africa" themed float.

[red]

well in honor of just finding out that my all-time favorite band will reunite after 7 years to play one more show

Bullet in the head- rage against the machine

This time the bullet cold rocked ya
A yellow ribbon instead of a swastika
Nothin' proper about ya propaganda
Fools follow rules when the set commands ya
Said it was blue
When ya blood was red
That's how ya got a bullet blasted through ya head

Blasted through ya head
Blasted through ya head

I give a shout out to the living dead
Who stood and watched as the feds cold centralised
So serene on the screen
You was mesmerised
Cellular phones soundin' a death tone
Corporations cold
Turn ya to stone before ya realise

They load the clip in omnicolour
Said they pack the 9, they fire it at prime time
The sleeping gas, every home was like Alcatraz
And mutha fuckas lost their minds

Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Yeah
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Run it!

just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high

Check-a, check-a, check it out
They load the clip in omnicolour
Said they pack the 9, they fire it at prime time
The sleeping gas, every home was like Alcatraz
And mutha fuckas lost their minds

No escape from the mass mind rape
Play it again jack and then rewind the tape
And then play it again and again and again
Until ya mind is locked in
Believin' all the lies that they're tellin' ya
Buyin' all the products that they're sellin' ya
They say jump and ya say how high
Ya brain-dead
Ya gotta fuckin' bullet in ya head

Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Yeah
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high

Uggh! Yeah! Yea!

Ya standin' in line
Believin' the lies
Ya bowin' down to the flag
Ya gotta bullet in ya head

Ya standin' in line
Believin' the lies
Ya bowin' down to the flag
Ya gotta bullet in ya head

A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
Ya gotta bullet in ya fuckin' head!

[Iron Mike]

Isaac said he kissed you beneath the apple tree
When Benji held your hand he felt e-lectricity
When Alexander called you, he said he rang your chime
Christopher discovered you're way ahead of your time....

Check out Michael Jackson when he was still black:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ii6ujiw9sdE

[Iron Mike]

Blotto--"I Wanna Be A Lifeguard"

Selling shoes
Another loser working in a shopping mall
9 to 5
A slave driver telling me "Get on the ball!"
A crowded store
I kneel before them
Misery beyond compare
Sweaty socks
A lady boxer
What's she got against fresh air?
I want an ocean and some sunscreen lotion
Take me to the beach with a thousand pretty girls in reach
I, I, I wanna be a lifeguard (help,help,help,help)
I, I, I wanna guard your life
I, I, I wanna be a lifeguard (lifeguard, lifeguard)
Hardly any clothes (lifeguard)
Sand between my toes (lifeguard)
White stuff on my nose
Selling shoes
Another loser working in a shopping mall
I'm getting fat
What does it matter?
Nobody cares at all
But next July, I'll say goodbye to every out-of-it, dull-witted fool
Convert their feet into meters, marking distance at the swimming pool
Summer blondes revealing tanlines
I'll make more moves than Allied Van Lines
I, I, I wanna be a lifeguard (be a big man, now...get a great tan, now)
I, I, I wanna guard your life
I, I, I wanna be a lifeguard (lifeguard, lifeguard)
Sitting on my chair (lifeguard)
In the salty air (lifeguard)
White stuff on my nose
I, I, I wanna be a lifeguard (help,help,help,help)
I, I, I wanna guard your life
I, I, I wanna be a lifeguard (lifeguard, lifeguard)
Lounging on the deck (lifeguard)
Whistle 'round my neck (lifeguard)
White stuff in my nose
I, I, I wanna be a lifeguard (lifeguard, lifeguard)

Wow, haven't thought about that song since maybe 85, when I worked as a lifeguard at a small suburban pool outside of Miltown.

Remember some angry fan upset over Metal Head and slamming the guitar playing. Total "burn" when noted that Buck Dharma was the guitarist.

thanks to the magic that is t3h 1ntarw3b.........

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=exwNGKepCDE

[MJZiggy]

A little Evanescence is in order...

Bring Me to Life

how can you see into my eyes like open doors
leading you down into my core
where I’ve become so numb without a soul my spirit sleeping somewhere cold
until you find it there and lead it back home

(Wake me up)
Wake me up inside
(I can’t wake up)
Wake me up inside
(Save me)
call my name and save me from the dark
(Wake me up)
bid my blood to run
(I can’t wake up)
before I come undone
(Save me)
save me from the nothing I’ve become

now that I know what I’m without
you can't just leave me
breathe into me and make me real
bring me to life

(Wake me up)
Wake me up inside
(I can’t wake up)
Wake me up inside
(Save me)
call my name and save me from the dark
(Wake me up)
bid my blood to run
(I can’t wake up)
before I come undone
(Save me)
save me from the nothing I’ve become

Bring me to life
(I've been living a lie, there's nothing inside)
Bring me to life

frozen inside without your touch without your love darling only you are the life among the dead

all this time I can't believe I couldn't see
kept in the dark but you were there in front of me
I’ve been sleeping a thousand years it seems
got to open my eyes to everything
without a thought without a voice without a soul
don't let me die here
there must be something more
bring me to life

(Wake me up)
Wake me up inside
(I can’t wake up)
Wake me up inside
(Save me)
call my name and save me from the dark
(Wake me up)
bid my blood to run
(I can’t wake up)
before I come undone
(Save me)
save me from the nothing I’ve become

(Bring me to life)
I’ve been living a lie, there’s nothing inside
(Bring me to life)

[MJZiggy]

What the hell, while I'm at it...

"Velvet Sky"

Are you lookin' at the moon tonight
You even brave enough to try
To find your strength inside
Change your mind, decide
Cause I fell from the sky
I tried to catch your eye
In a velvet sky
Did you wish upon a fallin' star
Do you know where you are in your life
Are you walkin' in between the lines
I can tell by the look in your eyes
You're hurtin' way down inside
Afraid to leave your pain behind
Never know what you're gonna find
When you look up at the velvet sky
You will finally come alive
Hey Baby
Cause I fell from the sky
I tried to catch your eye
In a velvet sky