Strange how laughter looks like crying with no sound
Raindrops taste like tears, without the pain.

Wilco
She's a Jar

I believe it's just because
Daddy's payday is not enough
Oh, I believe it's all because
Daddy's payday is not enough

Pink Floyd
Time

Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
Fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way

Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun

So you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's sinking
Racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in a relative way but you're older
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death

Every year is getting shorter never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
The time is gone, the song is over
Thought I'd something more to say

Home
Home again
I like to be here
When I can

When I come home
Cold and tired
It's good to warm my bones
Beside the fire

Far away
Across the field
Tolling on the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly spoken magic spell

Just one line:

"I was born with a plastic spoon in my mouth.'

And one more:

"She's run off to her Ma and Pa, telling tales of drunkenness and cruelty."

And one more:

"Never mind the forecast, cause the sky has lost control."

And one more:

"I was raised on the good book Jesus till I read between the lines."

Last two from the same song.

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Goat

When everythin' feels all over, everybody seems unkind,
I'll give you a 4-leaf clover, take all the worry out of your mind.

Come and join the party dressed to kill.

"I play cards with J.D. Shellnut, the chief of pohlice, so kiss my ass, you lil bastard!"

wat a gorgeous woman.

...........and the home of the braaaaaaaveee!

Maestro Jahja Ling

Can't take anymore of this hurt. Oh no, ohh no!

Jokerman
Bob Dylan

Standing on the waters casting your bread
While the eyes of the idol with the iron head are glowing
Distant ships sailing into the mist,
You were born with a snake in both of your fists while a hurricane was blowing
Freedom just around the corner for you
But with the truth so far off, what good will it do?

Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune,
Bird fly high by the light of the moon,
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman

So swiftly the sun sets in the sky,
You rise up and say goodbye to no one
Fools rush in where angels fear to tread,
Both of their futures, so full of dread, you don't show why
Shedding off one more layer of skin,
Keeping one step ahead of the persecutor within

Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune,
Bird fly high by the light of the moon,
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman

You're a man of the mountains, you can walk on the clouds,
Manipulator of crowds, you're a dream twister
You're going to Sodom and Gomorrah
But what do you care? Ain't nobody there would want to marry your sister
Friend to the martyr, a friend to the woman of shame,
You look into the fiery furnace, see the rich man without any name

Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune,
Bird fly high by the light of the moon,
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman

Well, the Book of Leviticus and Deuteronomy,
The law of the jungle and the sea are your only teachers
In the smoke of the twilight on a milk-white steed,
Michelangelo indeed could've carved out your features
Resting in the fields, far from the turbulent space,
Half asleep near the stars with a small dog licking your face

Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune,
Bird fly high by the light of the moon,
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman

Well, the rifleman's stalking the sick and the lame,
Preacherman seeks the same, who'll get there first is uncertain
Nightsticks and water cannons, tear gas, padlocks,
Molotov cocktails and rocks behind every curtain,
False-hearted judges dying in the webs that they spin,
Only a matter of time 'til night comes steppin' in

Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune,
Bird fly high by the light of the moon,
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman

It's a shadowy world, skies are slippery gray,
A woman just gave birth to a prince today and dressed him in scarlet
He'll put the priest in his pocket, put the blade to the heat,
Take the motherless children off the street
And place them at the feet of a harlot
Oh, Jokerman, you know what he wants,
Oh, Jokerman, you don't show any response

Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune,
Bird fly high by the light of the moon,
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman

Overkill
Colin Hay

I can't get to sleep
I think about the implications
Of diving in too deep
And possibly the complications
Especially at night
I worry over situations
I know will be alright
Perhaps it's just imagination
Day after day it reappears
Night after night my heartbeat shows the fear
Ghosts appear and fade away
Alone between the sheets
Only brings exasperation
It's time to walk the streets
Smell the desperation
At least there's pretty lights
And though there's little variation
It nullifies the night from overkill
Day after day it reappears
Night after night my heartbeat shows the fear
Ghosts appear and fade away
Come back another day
I can't get to sleep
I think…

Strap them kids in
Give 'em a little bit of vodka in a cherry coke
We're going to Oklahoma to the family reunion, first time in years
It's up at uncle Slayton's cause he's getting on in years
You know he no longer travels but he's still pretty spry
Not much on talking, he's just too mean to die

...

Uncle Slayton's got his Texan pride
Back in the thickets with his Asian bride
He's got a Airstream trailer and a Holstein cow
Still makes whiskey cause he still knows how
He plays that Choctaw bingo every Friday night
You know he had to leave Texas but he won't say why

-James McMurtry, Choctaw Bingo

"Let Her Cry"

Hootie & The Blowfish

She sits alone by a lampost
Trying to find a thought that's escaped her mind
She says "Dad's the one I love the most
But Stipe's not far behind"

She never lets me in
Only tells me where she's been
When she's had too much to drink
I said that I don't care
I just run my hands through her dark hair
Then I pray to God, you gotta help me fly away
And just

Let her cry, if the tears fall down like rain
Let her sing, if it eases all her pain
Let her go, let her walk right out on me
And if the sun comes up tomorrow, let her be
Let her be

This morning I woke up alone
Found a note standin' by the phone
Saying "baby, maybe I'll be back someday"
I wanted to look for you
You walked in; I didn't know just what I should do
So I sat back down and had a beer
And felt sorry for myself, sayin'

Let her cry, if the tears fall down like rain
Let her sing, if it eases all her pain
Let her go, let her walk right out on me
And if the sun comes up tomorrow, let her be
Let her be

Let her cry, if the tears fall down like rain
Let her sing, if it eases all her pain
Let her go, let her walk right out on me
And if the sun comes up tomorrow, let her be
Ahh...

This morning I woke up alone
Found a note standin' by the phone
Saying "baby, maybe I'll be back someday"
I wanted to look for you
You walked in; I didn't know just what I should do
So I sat back down and had a beer
And felt sorry for myself, sayin'

Let her cry, if the tears fall down like rain
Let her sing, if it eases all her pain
Let her go, let her walk right out on me
And if the sun comes up tomorrow, let her be
Let her be

Let her cry, if the tears fall down like rain
Let her sing, if it eases all her pain
Let her go, let her walk right out on me
And if the sun comes up tomorrow, let her be
Ahh...

I'd like to the thank the guy
Who wrote that song that made my baby fall in love with me

Who put the bomp in the bomp buh bomp buh bomp
Who put the ram in the rama lama ding dong
Who put the bop in the bop shoo bop shoo bop
Who put the dip in the dip dee dip dee dip
Who was that man, I'd like to shake his hand
He made my baby fall in love with me

When my baby heard bomp buh bomp buh bomp bomp
Every word went right into her heart
And when she heard them singing
Rama lama lama lama lama ding dong
She said we'd never have to part

Who put the bomp in the bomp buh bomp buh bomp
Who put the ram in the rama lama ding dong
Who put the bop in the bop shoo bop shoo bop
Who put the dip in the dip dee dip dee dip
Who was that man, I'd like to shake his hand
He made my baby fall in love with me

Each time that were alone
Boogedy boogedy boogedy boogedy boogedy boogedy shoop
Sets my babys heart all aglow
And everytime we dance to
Dip dee dip dee dip dee dip dee dip dip dee dip
She always says she loves me so

Who put the bomp in the bomp buh bomp buh bomp
Who put the ram in the rama lama ding dong
Who put the bop in the bop shoo bop shoo bop
Who put the dip in the dip dee dip dee dip
Who was that man, I'd like to shake his hand
He made my baby fall in love with me

Darling bomp buh buh bomp buh bomp buh bomp bomp
And my honey rama lama ding dong forever
And when I say dip dee dip dee dip dee dip
You know I mean it from the bottom of my boogedy boogedy boogedy shoe

Digging this thread.

Any other day I'd be thinking of a Dylan song, but I was turning this over in my head the other day for hours:

"All you need is love. All you need is love. All you need is love, love. Love is all you need"

I think Mr. Baseball just won this thread. Which makes me think a Doowop draft would be a fun thing. I nominate Phat Mack to lead this; I'm retired and too busy. Since Phat has never worked a day is his life, he could start now and redeem himself. Or John Cole could fill in his now idle hours trying to lead a draft of Loungers - which is sort of like herding cats. More or less a lost cause.

who's this? It's familiar

To add to the "one liners" above; I submit the best of them all:

All my Ex's live in Texas...….

Nah. I'll go with Dropkick Murphys from the GOAT bar song "Kiss Me, I'm, Sh*tfaced"

"I've had far better sex while in jail."

And then there is Spooky Tooth's inappropriate yet somewhat popular album You Broke My Heart So I Busted Your Jaw.

Minor derail given it's an album title and not a song lyric.

van morrison
paul simon
jackson browne

and the battle of evermore

i still can't do much with my right hand let alone type so not gonna try n type whole songs using the index finger of my left hand but the above 3 artists should def be represented ITT and the battle of evermore is one of my favorite songs.

"The Battle Of Evermore"

The Queen of Light took her bow,
And then she turned to go,
The Prince of Peace embraced the gloom,
And walked the night alone.

Oh, dance in the dark of night,
Sing to the morning light.
The dark Lord rides in force tonight,
And time will tell us all.

Oh, throw down your plow and hoe,
Rest not to lock your homes.
Side by side we wait the might
Of the darkest of them all.

I hear the horses' thunder down in the valley below,
I'm waiting for the angels of Avalon, waiting for the eastern glow.

The apples of the valley hold the seeds of happiness,
The ground is rich from tender care,
Repay, do not forget, no, no.

Dance in the dark of night,
Sing to the morning light.
The apples turn to brown and black,
The tyrant's face is red.

Oh war is the common cry,
Pick up your swords and fly.
The sky is filled with good and bad
That mortals never know.

Oh, well, the night is long, the beads of time pass slow,
Tired eyes on the sunrise, waiting for the eastern glow.

The pain of war cannot exceed the woe of aftermath,
The drums will shake the castle wall,
The ring wraiths ride in black, ride on.

Sing as you raise your bow,
Shoot straighter than before.
No comfort has the fire at night
That lights the face so cold.

Oh dance in the dark of night,
Sing to the morning light.
The magic runes are writ in gold to bring the balance back.
Bring it back.

At last the sun is shining,
The clouds of blue roll by,
With flames from the dragon of darkness,
The sunlight blinds his eyes.

RBK!!!!!!!!!!! Welcome back! Really hope the recovery is going well and progressing, we all missed you. Get well!

I'll be seeing you
In all the old familiar places
That this heart of mine embraces
All day and through
In that small cafe
The park across the way
The children's carousel
The chestnut trees
The wishing well

I'll be seeing you
In every lovely summer's day
In everything that's light and gay
I'll always think of you that way

I'll find you in the morning sun
And when the night is new
I'll be looking at the moon
But I'll be seeing you

I'll be seeing you
In every lovely summer's day
In everything that's light and gay
I'll always think of you that way

I'll find you in the morning sun
And when the night is new
I'll be looking at the moon
But I'll be seeing you



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