fron the same band.....


GnR.....

November Rain and Don't Cry

sure they were posers...not cut out for rock n roll......but it was fun while they lasted.....chineses democracy don't count.


maybe I just have wood for "classic rock"....and since its played on classic rock stations......


okay...maybe it only just stephanie seymour

Pretty much everything Alice in Chains ever did. Also the entire albums of Nebraska and Operation Mindcrime.

And She Sits There By The Wall
Making Holes Where I Just Stood
And Her Hands They Touch Her Face
Like Her Face Is Made Of Wood
And She Holds On To A Memory
Of Something I Never Said
But She Still Can't Quite Remember
If My Eyes Are Blue Or Dead
She's The Mother Of Us All
She's The Victim Of My Sadness
And The More She Tries To Know It
The More She'll Never Fill It
She's A Universal Emptiness
A Universal Emptiness
She's A Universal Emptiness
And A Total Lack Of Faith
And I Saw Her Once Before
Down On Her Bended Knees
Through A Window Of The Church At Night
Confessing To The Broken Priest
She Is Holy, As All Women Are
And She Suffers Like A Saint
Yeah She Touched My Hand With Cruelty
But I Was Punished Far Too Late
She's The Mother Of Us All
She's The Victim Of My Sadness
And The More She Tries To Know It
The More She'll Never Fill It
She's A Universal Emptiness
A Universal Emptiness
She's A Universal Emptiness
And A Total Lack Of Faith

Most Niel Young

Down by the River is a personal favourite. Neil Young's song about a guy that just finished killing his girlfriend.

Down by the River - live 1971

You take my hand,
I'll take your hand
Together we may get away
This much madness
is too much sorrow
It's impossible
to make it today.

Yeah, she could drag me
over the rainbow,
send me away
Down by the river
I shot my baby
Down by the river,
Dead, oh, shot her dead.


Depressing and exhilirating at the same time.

I thought as soon as I saw the thread topic, Neil Young. One of his songs has this lyric:

Big John's been drinkin' since the river took Emmy Lou.

-Chuck, Vegetarian fanboy

Powderfinger

Another great song about young folk killin' and gettin' killed.

Electric or acoustic - The guitar bridge still sends chills down my back.

Look out, Mama, there's a white boat comin' up the river
With a big red beacon, and a flag, and a man on the rail
I think you'd better call John,
'Cause it don't look like they're here to deliver the mail
And it's less than a mile away
I hope they didn't come to stay
It's got numbers on the side and a gun
And it's makin' big waves.

Daddy's gone, my brother's out hunting in the mountains
Big John's been drinking since the river took Emmy-Lou
So the Powers That Be left me here to do the thinkin'
And I just turned twenty-two
I was wonderin' what to do
And the closer they got,
The more those feelings grew.

Daddy's rifle in my hand felt reassurin'
He told me, Red means run, son, numbers add up to nothin'
But when the first shot hit the docks I saw it comin'
Raised my rifle to my eye
Never stopped to wonder why.
Then I saw black,
And my face splashed in the sky.

Shelter me from the powder and the finger
Cover me with the thought that pulled the trigger
Think of me as one you'd never figured
Would fade away so young
With so much left undone
Remember me to my love,
I know I'll miss her.

One more, the awesome Tonight's the Night album. The album was recorded after the success of Harvest and following the ODs of the guitarist and roadie from the band.

You can hear Young break down partway through Borrowed Tune.

I'm climbin' this ladder,
My head in the clouds
I hope that it matters,
I'm havin' my doubts.

I'm watchin' the skaters
Fly by on the lake.
Ice frozen six feet deep,
How long does it take?

I look out on peaceful lands
With no war nearby,
An ocean of shakin' hands
That grab at the sky.

I'm singin' this borrowed tune
I took from the Rolling Stones,
Alone in this empty room
Too wasted to write my own.

I'm climbin' this ladder,
My heads in the clouds
I hope that it matters.

Sorry - couldn't find the youtube link

My LP had the liner note (handwritten by Young) "I'm sorry. You don't know these people. This means nothing to you."

So much darker than industrial horror noise junk

"Delias Gone" by Johnny Cash click

Johnny Cash version of "Hurt" is painful. Knowing where he was in his life at point, and losing June Carter. Well, lets just say it brings a tear to this niggas eye.

Quote:

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Down by the River is a personal favourite.

---

Speaking of the River....


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7HxZKa4NwGo&feature=channel_page

A little change from the original version.


I come from down in the valley

Where mister when you're young

They bring you up to do like your daddy done

Me and Mary we met in high school

When she was just seventeen

We'd drive out of this valley down to where the fields were green We'd go down to the river

And into the river we'd dive

Oh down to the river we'd ride

Then I got Mary pregnant

And man that was all she wrote

And for my nineteenth birthday I got a union card and a wedding coat

We went down to the courthouse

And the judge put it all to rest

No wedding day smiles, no walk down the aisle

No flowers, no wedding dress

That night we went down to the river

And into the river we'd dive

Oh down to the river we did ride

I got a job working construction for the Johnstown Company

But lately there ain't been much work on account of the economy

Now all them things that seemed so important

Well mister they vanished right into the air

Now I just act like I don't remember

Mary acts like she don't care

But I remember us riding in my brother's car

Her body tan and wet down at the reservoir

At night on them banks I'd lie awake

And pull her close just to feel each breath she'd take

Now those memories come back to haunt me

They haunt me like a curse

Is a dream a lie if it don't come true

Or is it something worse,

That sends me down to the river

Though I know the river is dry

That sends me down to theriver tonight

Down to the river

My baby and I

Oh down to the river we ride

Curtis Loew-Skynyrd

"The Ballad of Curtis Loew"
(allen collins - ronnie vanzant)

Well I used to wake the morning before the rooster crowed
Searching for soda bottles to get myself some dough
Brought em down to the corner, down to the country store
Cash em in and give my money to a man named curtis loew

Old curt was a black man with white curly hair
When he had a fifth of wine he did not have a care
He used to own an old dobro, used to play it across his knee
Id give old curt my money, hed play all day for me

(chorus)
Play me a song curtis loew, curtis loew
I got your drinking money, tune up your dobro
People said he was useless, them people are the fools
cause curtis loew was the finest picker to ever play the blues

He looked to be sixty, and maybe I was ten
Mama used to whip me but Id go see him again
Id clap my hands, stomp my feets, try to stay in time
Hed play me a song or two
Then take another drink of wine.

Chorus

Yes sir

On the day old curtis died, nobody came to pray
Ol preacher said some words, and they chunked him in the clay
But he lived a lifetime playin the black mans blues
And on the day he lost his life, thats all he had to lose

Play me a song curtis loew, hey curtis loew
I wish that you was here so everyone would know
People said he was useless, them people all are fools
cause curtis youre the finest picker to ever play the blues

^^^ Great fucking song.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=03TgkCVDlrA

I'll see your Neil Young and raise you Jackson Browne.

In the Shape of a Heart.

It was a ruby that she wore
On a chain around her neck
In the shape of a heart
In the shape of a heart
It was a time I won't forget
For the sorrow and regret
And the shape of a heart
And the shape of a heart

I guess I never knew
What she was talking about
I guess I never knew
What she was living without

People speak of love don't know what they're thinking of
Wait around for the one who fits just like a glove
Speak in terms of belief and belonging
Try to fit some name to their longing
People speak of love

There was a hole left in the wall
From some ancient fight
About the size of a fist
Or something thrown that had missed
And there were other holes as well
In the house where our nights fell
Far to many to repair
In the time that we were there

People speak of love don't know what they're thinking of
Reach out to each other through the push and shove
Speak in terms of a life and the learning
Try to think of a word for the burning

You keep it up
You try so hard
To keep a life from coming apart
And never know
What breaches and faults are concealed
In the shape of a heart
In the shape of a heart
In the shape of a heart

It was the ruby that she wore
On a stand beside the bed
In the hour before dawn
When I knew she was gone
And I held it in my hand
For a little while
Dropped it into the wall
I let it go and heard it fall

I guess I never knew
What she was talking about
I guess I never knew
What she was living without

People speak of love don't know what they're thinking of
Wait around for the one who fits just like a glove
Speak in terms of a life and the living
Try to find the word for forgiving

You keep it up
You try so hard
To keep a life from coming apart
And never know
The shallows and the unseen reef
That are there from the start
In the shape of a heart

For a Dancer

Keep a fire burning in your eye
Pay attention to the open sky
You never know what will be coming down
I don't remember losing track of you
You were always dancing in and out of view
I must've thought you'd always be around
Always keeping things real by playing the clown
Now you're nowhere to be found

I don't know what happens when people die
Can't seem to grasp it as hard as I try
It's like a song I can hear playing right in my ear
But I can't sing
I can't help listening
I can't help feeling stupid standing 'round
Crying as they ease you down
'Cause I know that you'd rather we were dancing
Dancing our sorrow away
(Right on Dancing)
No matter what fate chooses to play
(There's nothing you can do about it anyway)

Just do the steps that you've been shown
By everyone you've ever known
Until the dance becomes your very own
No matter how close to yours
Another's steps have grown
In the end there is one dance you'll do alone

Keep a fire for the human race
Let your prayers go drifting into space
You never know what will be coming down
Perhaps a better world is drawing near
Just as easily it could all disappear
Along with whatever meaning you might have found
Don't let the uncertainty turn you around
(The world keeps turning around and around)
Go on and make a joyful sound

Into a dancer you have grown
From a seed somebody else has thrown
Go on ahead and throw some seeds of your own
And somewhere between the time you arrive
And the time you go
May lie a reason you were alive
That you'll never know

These Days - Jackson Browne
Well I've been out walking
I don't do that much talking these days
These days--
These days I seem to think a lot
About the things that I forgot to do
For you
And all the times I had the chance to

And I had a lover
It's so hard to risk another these days
These days--
Now if I seem to be afraid
To live the life I have made in song
Well it's just that I've been losing for so long

I'll keep on moving
Things are bound to be improving these days
One of these days--
These days I sit on corner stones
And count the time in quarter tones to ten, my friend
Don't confront me with my failures
I had not forgotten them

I love classic honky tonk blues. I grew up in honky tonks as a kid, and the alcoholic in me loves the steel guitar and the perfect excuses. It even warms my soul now after 18 years without a drink. I could listen to it all day, even though I also love my classic rock.

Here's a sampling. Bornyo, the last one I think you'll like.

Honky Tonk Blues

Hank Williams

Well I left my home down on the rural route
I told my paw I'm going steppin out and get the
Honky tonk blues,
Yeah the honky tonk blues
Well lord I got 'em,
I got the ho-on-ky tonk blues.

Well I went to a dance and I wore out my shoes
woke up this mornin wishin I could lose
them jumpin honky tonk blues,
Yeah the honky tonk blues
Well lord I got 'em,
I got the ho-on-ky tonk blues.

Well I stopped into every place in town
this city life has really got me down
I got the honky tonk blues,
Yeah the honky tonk blues
Well lord I got em,
got the ho-on-ky tonk blues.

I'm gonna tuck my worries underneath my arm
And scat right back to my pappy's farm
And leave these honky tonk blues,
Yeah the honky tonk blues
Well lord I got 'em,
I got the ho-on-ky tonk blues.




Tonight The Bottle Let Me Down

Merle Haggard

Well each night I leave the bar-room when it's over
Not feeling any pain at closing time
But tonight your memory found me much too sober
I couldn't drink enough to keep you off my mind

Tonight the bottle let me down
And let your memory come around
The one true friend I thought I'd found
But tonight the bottle let me down

Well I've always had a bottle I could turn to
And lately I've been turning every day
But tonight the wine don't take effect the way it used to
And now I'm hurting in an old familiar way

Tonight the bottle let me down
And let your memory come around
The one true friend I thought I'd found
But tonight the bottle let me down

Tonight the bottle let me down
And let your memory come around
The one true friend I thought I'd found
But tonight the bottle let me down
Oh yes tonight the bottle let me down


He Stopped Loving Her Today

George Jones

He said I'll love you 'til I die
She told him you'll forget in time
As the years went slowly by
She still preyed upon his mind

He kept her picture on his wall
Went half crazy now and then
He still loved her through it all
Hoping she'd come back again

Kept some letters by his bed
Dated 1962
He had underlined in red
Every single I love you

I went to see him just today
Oh but I didn't see no tears
All dressed up to go away
First time I'd seen him smile in years

(Chorus)
He stopped loving her today
They placed a wreath upon his door
And soon they'll carry him away
He stopped loving her today

(Spoken)
You know she came to see him one last time
Oh and we all wondered if she would
And it kept running through my mind
This time he's over her for good

(Repeat Chorus)

Walkin' the floor over you

Ernest Tubb

I'm walking the floor over you I can't sleep a wink that is true
I'm hoping and I'm praying as my heart breaks right in two walking the floor over you

You left me and you went away you said that you'd be back in just a day
You've broken your promise and you left me here alone
I don't know why you did dear but I do know that you're gone
I'm walking the floor over you...

Now someday you may be lonesome too walking the floor is good for you
Just keep right on walking and it won't hurt you to cry
Remember that I loved you and I will the day I die
I'm walking the floor over you...

It's Only Make Believe

Conway Twitty

People see us everywhere they all think you really care
But myself I can't deceive I know it's only make believe

My one and only prayer is that some day you'll care
My hopes my dreams come true my one and only you
No one will ever know how much I love you so
My only prayer will be some day you'll care for me
But it's only make believe

My hopes my dreams come true my life I give for you
My heart or wedding ring my all my everything
My heart I can't control you lure my very soul
My only prayer will be some day you'll care for me
But it's only make believe
My one and only prayer is that some day you'll care
My hopes my dreams come true my one and only you No one will ever know how much I love you so My prayers my hopes and my schemes you are my every dream But it's only make believe

Mental Revenge

Waylon Jennings

I hope that the friend
You've thrown yourself with
He gets drunk and loses his job
And every road that you travel on
Is dusty, rocky and hard
I couldn't make you love me
You only made me blue
So all in all, if the curtain should fall
Lord, I hope that it falls on you.

I will have sweet, sweet, sweet mental revenge.
I will have sweet, sweet, sweet mental revenge.

--- Instrumental ---

Well, I hope that the train
From Caribou Maine
Runs over your new love affair
You walk the floor
From door to door
And pull out your peroxide hair.

You never was my woman
'Cause you were never true
So all in all if the curtain should fall
Lord, I hope that it falls on you.

I will have sweet, sweet, sweet mental revenge.
I will have sweet, sweet, sweet mental revenge.

I will have sweetm sweet, sweet mental revenge...

-Chuck, Vegetarian fanboy

This is the Sore Feet Song. Its used as the opening to the Anime Mushi-shi.

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

The Asshole Song- Cover on ukulele



Were you born an asshole?
G
Or did you work at it your whole life?
A
Either way it worked out fine
G D
'Cause you're an asshole tonight.

D
Yes you're an A S S H O L E...
G
And don't you try to blame it on me.
A
You deserve all the credit.
G D
You're an asshole tonight.


D
You were an asshole yesterday.
G
You're an asshole tonight.
A
And I've got a feelin'
G D
You'll be an asshole the rest of your life.


D
And I was talkin' to your mother
G
just the other night.
A
I told her I thought you were an asshole.
G D
She said, "Yes. I think you're right."

D
And all your friends are assholes
G
'Cause you've known them your whole life.
A
And somebody even told me
G D
You've got an asshole for a wife.

D
Were you born an asshole?
G
Or did you work at it your whole life?
A
Either way it worked out fine
G A7 D
'Cause you're an aaaass... hole tonight.

-Chuck, Vegetarian fanboy

Charin this has got to be the trump card of depressing honky tonk songs.
My farewell party



When the last, breath of life
Is gone from, my body
And my lips, are as cold as the sea
When my friends gather 'round
For my farewell party
Won't you, pretend you love me
There will be flowers from those
Who cry, when I'm gone
And leave you in this, world alone
I know you'll have fun
At my farewell party
I know, you'll be glad, when I'm gone
Don't be mad at me, for wanting to keep you
Till my life on this old world is through
You'll be free at the end of my farewell party
But I'll go away loving you
There will be flowers from those
Who cry, when I'm gone
And leave you in this, world alone
I know you'll have fun
At my farewell party
I know, you'll be glad, when I'm gone
Oh, I know you'll be glad when I'm gone

Corrected the name to whom I was addressing this.

'Solitude' by Black Sabbath from Master of Reality 1971.

Every Joy Division song.

For example, "Isolation":

"In fear every day, and every evening,
He calls her aloud from above,
Carefully watched for a reason,
Painstaking devotion and love,
Surrendered to self preservation,
From others who care for themselves.
A blindness that touches perfection,
But hurts just like anything else.

Isolation, isolation, isolation.

Mother I tried please believe me,
I'm doing the best that I can.
I'm ashamed of the things I've been put through,
I'm ashamed of the person I am.

Isolation, isolation, isolation.

But if you could just see the beauty,
These things I could never describe,
These pleasures a wayward distraction,
This is my one lucky prize.

Isolation, isolation, isolation, isolation, isolation."


:bananahangingselfat21:

I cried a lot to this song after Tonya died.

While My Guitar Gently Weeps

George Harrison

I look at you all see the love there that's sleeping
While my guitar gently weeps
I look at the floor and I see it needs sweeping
Still my guitar gently weeps
I don't know why nobody told you how to unfold your love
I don't know how someone controlled you
They bought and sold you.

I look at the world and I notice it's turning
While my guitar gently weeps
With every mistake we must surely be learning
Still my guitar gently weeps
I don't know how you were diverted
You were perverted too
I don't know how you were inverted
No one alerted you.

I look at you all see the love there that's sleeping
While my guitar gently weeps
Look at you all...
Still my guitar gently weeps.

-Chuck, Vegetarian fanboy

This has been my favorite song since 1973. Really. I've never heard anything more beautiful, or more emotional for me. It is the flip side of American Pie. The meaning of Vincent has evolved as my life has went on. Some friends know there is trouble when I listen to it. It does make me think of Tonya, and especially Maggie, nowadays, because Maggie was psychotic before she killed herself. Also makes me think of shit that went down at work, and of course, Van Gogh. The most frustrating thing for me is people who won't listen. I often play this over and over when I'm angry or depressed.

Here is the original, with a Van Gogh slideshow

This is a special video of Chet Atkins, who did an instrumental of Vincent, doing the song with Don McLean. Enjoy.

Vincent

Don McLean

Starry starry night
Paint your palette blue and grey
Look out on a summer's day
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul.
Shadows on the hills
Sketch the trees and the daffodils
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
In colors on the snowy linen land.

Now I understand
What you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free
They would not listen they did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now.

Starry starry night
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze
Swirling clouds in violet haze
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
Colors changing hue
Morning fields of amber grain
Weathered faces lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.

Now I understand
What you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free
They would not listen they did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now.

For they could not love you
But still your love was true
And when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night
You took your life as lovers often do
But I could have told you, Vincent,
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.

Starry starry night
Portraits hung in empty halls
Frameless heads on nameless walls
With eyes that watch the world and can't forget
Like the strangers that you've met.
The ragged man in ragged clothes
The silver thorn the bloody rose
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow.

Now I think I know
What you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen they're not listening still,
Perhaps they never will.

And, that's the most beautiful thing ever posted on XPT.
I'm gonna go cry now.

-Chuck, Vegetarian fanboy

There is also an historical attribute to this song, would they ever listen to the protesters? A possible political meaning, even today. There has been a lifetime of meaning here. Things I missed, so much beauty I was wrapped up in other things. Different color periods in all our lives.

The Decline by NOFX.

The song is particularly depressing because most of the things in the song happen on a daily basis and it is a sad representation of the world as it is today. Then again... I guess thats where the name came from.

I forgot about country songs. This one tops the list.

The King is Gone-George Jones

Last night I broke the seal on a Jim Beam decanter that looks like Elvis,
I soaked the label off a Flintstone jelly bean jar
I cleared us off a place on that one little table that you left us
and pulled me up a big old piece of floor
I pulled the head of Elvis
filled Fred up to his pelvis

Yabba dabba doo
the king is gone and so are you

Round about ten we all got to talkin'
about Graceland, Bedrock, and such
the conversation finally turned to women
but they said they didn't get around too much
Elvis said find 'em young
and Fred said old fashioned girls are fun

Yabba dabba doo
the king is gone and so are you

Later on it finally hit me
that you wouldn't be a comin' home no more
because this time I know you won't forgive me
like all of them other times before
then I broke Elvis's nose
pourin' the last drop from his toes

Yabba dabba doo
the king is gone and so are you

Yabba dabba doo
the king is gone and so are you

Last night I broke the seal on a Jim Beam decanter that looks like Elvis
I soaked the label off a Flintstone jelly bean jar...

(fade out)

you folks have posted some good ones, some I haven't heard and will check them out. Here's a few more.

Wino the clown---George Jones
Men with broken hearts---Hank Williams
Alone and forsaken---Hank Williams
Angel of Death---Hank Williams
Whiskey Lullaby---Allison Krauss
Runaway Train---Soul Asylum
These days (I barely get by)---George Jones
Christmas in prison---John Prine
Misery and gin---Merle Haggard
On the evening train---written by Hank Williams but done perfectly by Johnny Cash
Knoxville girl--The Louvin Brothers
We had it all---Waylon Jennings
Needle and the damage done---Neil Young

those are just off the top of my head, Im sure that if I rummaged through my music collection I could find a few more.

in my rear view mirror the sun is going down
sinking behind bridges in the road
and i think of all the good things
that we have left undone
and i suffer premonitions
confirm suspicions
of the holocaust to come
the rusty wire that holds the cork
that keeps the anger in
gives way
and suddenly it's day again
the sun is in the east
even though the day is done
two suns in the sunset
hmmmmmmmmm
could be the human race is run
like the moment when your brakes lock
and you slide toward the big truck
and stretch the frozen moments with your fear
and you'll never hear their voices
and you'll never see their faces
you have no recourse to the law anymore
and as the windshield melts
my tears evaporate
leaving only charcoal to defend
finally i understand
the feelings of the few
ashes and diamonds
foe and friend
we were all equal in the end





Dear everything.
Today I witnessed a crucifixion in pink and lavender and gold.
I've heard people say that beauty is in details,
but I don't think they have ever seen you.
There were mortal wounds inflicted on the sky
and incriminating blue stains on my shirt.
The shirt you bought for me.
Christ it hurts.
Like stars in my belly going supernova.
I feel like a zombie that refuses to live.
Haunting the junkyards and cutting myself on scraps of you.
The other day I masturbated to pictures of you at your birthday party.
They were the only ones I still had.
It felt so wrong, just like my life.
I hope I'm dead by the time you read this. I love you





Why Be Ashamed Of Hatred
There's Nothing Wrong With Burning
I Work Hard For Everything I Own
Everything I Own Chokes Me When I Sleep
Why Be Ashamed Of Burning
why Be Ashamed Of Burning
You Do What You Want:
Then You Cut Out Your Heart
You Do What You Want:
You Burn Out Your Heart
You Burn Out My Heart
Then You Eat My Heart
You Cut Out Your Heart
Then You Eat Your Heart
You Burn It
Then Eat It
You Burn It
Then You Eat It...

All By Myself (waaaaaah)
When I was young
I never needed anyone
And makin love was just for fun
Those days are gone

Livin alone
I think of all the friends Ive known
But when I dial the telephone
Nobodys home

All by myself
Dont wanna be
All by myself anymore
All by myself
Dont wanna live
All by myself anymore

Hard to be sure
Some times I feel so insecure
And love so distant and obscure
Remains the cure

All by myself
Dont wanna be
All by myself anymore
All by myself
Dont wanna live
All by myself anymore

I was listening to Johnny Cash's "American V: A Hundred Highways" It's stuff he recorded at the end of his life and after June had passed away. It was released after his death.

Anyway, he covered Gordon Lightfoot's "If you could read my mind" and with his failing voice it carries a punch. I didn't think that much of the original or the other hundred covers.

Quote:

---

If You Could Read My Mind, ©1969 by Gordon Lightfoot

If you could read my mind, love,
What a tale my thoughts could tell.
Just like an old time movie,
'Bout a ghost from a wishing well.
In a castle dark or a fortress strong,
With chains upon my feet.
You know that ghost is me.
And I will never be set free
As long as I'm a ghost that you can't see.

If I could read your mind, love,
What a tale your thoughts could tell.
Just like a paperback novel,
The kind the drugstores sell.
Then you reached the part where the heartaches come,
The hero would be me.
But heroes often fail,
And you won't read that book again
Because the ending's just too hard to take!

I'd walk away like a movie star
Who gets burned in a three way script.
Enter number two:
A movie queen to play the scene
Of bringing all the good things out in me.
But for now, love, let's be real;
I never thought I could feel this way
And I've got to say that I just don't get it.
I don't know where we went wrong,
But the feeling's gone
And I just can't get it back.

If you could read my mind, love,
What a tale my thoughts could tell.
Just like an old time movie,
'Bout a ghost from a wishing well.
In a castle dark or a fortress strong.
With chains upon my feet.
But stories always end,
And if you read between the lines,
You'd know that I'm just tryin' to understand
The feelin's that you lack.
I never thought I could feel this way
And I've got to say that I just don't get it.
I don't know where we went wrong,
But the feelin's gone
And I just can't get it back!

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^^^ Speaking of Lightfoot, "The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald" gets me every time.

The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down
Of the big lake they call Gitche Gumee
The lake, it is said, never gives up her dead
When the skies of November turn gloomy.
...

Yeah that's a good song.

When I was just a tadpole this song made me feel creepy !

We gotta get out of this place


We Gotta Get Out of This Place Lyrics
The Animals
In this dirty old part of the city
Where the sun refuse to shine
People tell me there ain't no use in trying
Now girl you're so young and pretty
And one thing I know is true
you'll gonna die before your time is due

watch my daddy in bed and tired
watch his hair been turning gray
He's been working and slaving his life away
oh yes I know
He's been working so hard
I've been working too
Every night and day
Yeah Yeah Yeah
We gotta get out of this place
If it's the last thing we ever do
We gotta get out of this place
'Cause girl, there's a better life
For me and you
now my girl you're so young and pretty
And one thing I know is true, yeah
You'll be dead before your time is due
you know it
watch my daddy in bed and tired
watch his hair been turning gray
He's been working and slaving his life away
I know
He's been working so hard
I've been working too
woahh
Yeah Yeah yeah
We gotta get out of this place
If it's the last thing we ever do
We gotta get out of this place
Girl, there's a better life
For me and you
oh baby

We gotta get out of this place
If it's the last thing we ever do
We gotta get out of this place
Girl, there's a better life for me and you
oh you know it, baby
and I know it, too, baby
oh yea
Listen here !

The Damned - "Alone Again Or"

Quote:

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Yeah I said it's alright
I won't forget
All the times
I waited patiently for you
As you do just what you choose to do
And I will be alone again tonight my dear


Yeh I heard a funny thing
Somebody said to me
That you could be in love
With almost anyone
You think people are the greatest fun
And I will be alone again tonight for you


Hey I said its alright
You know I won't forget
All the times
I waited patiently for you
Now, you do just what
You choose to do
And I will be alone again tonight its true

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And if this makes me a faggot, then I guess.. I am...

all the locals hide their tears of regret
open fire cos i love you to death
sky high, with a heartache of stone
you'll never see me cos i'm always alone

how to love without a trace of dissent
i'll buy the torture cos you pay for the rent
tied high with a broken command
you're all alone to the promised land

i'm in love with this malicious intent
you've been taken but you don't know it yet
what you will know must never live to be found
cos it's the subject of the eyes of the drowned

From Bob Seger. I sang it to my cat Gray Girl before I put her to sleep.

Think in terms of bridges burned.
Think of seasons that must end.
See the rivers rise and fall.
They will rise and fall again.

Everything must have an end.
Like an ocean to a shore.
Like a river to a stream.

Like a river to a stream.
It’s the famous final scene.

And how you tried to make it work ...
Did you really think it could?
How you tried to make it last ...
Did you really think it would?

Like a guest who stayed too long,
Now it’s finally time to leave.
Yes, it’s finally time to leave.
Take it calmly and serene,
It’s the famous final scene.

It’s been coming on so long.
You were just the last to know.
It’s been a long time since you’ve smiled.
Seems like oh so long ago.

Now the stage has all been set.
And the nights are growing cold.
Soon the winter will be here.
And, there’s no one warm to hold.

Now the lines have all been read.
And you knew them all by heart.
Now you move toward the door.
Here it comes the hardest part.

Try the handle of the road.
Feeling different feeling strange.
This can never be arranged.

As the light fades from the screen.
From the famous final scene.

Dear, I'll stay gold just to keep these pasts at bay
To keep the loneliest of nights from claiming you
and to keep these longest of days from waking you
For I felt the greatest of winters coming
and I saw you as seasons shifting from blue to grey
That's where the coldest of these days await me
and distance lays her heavy head beside me
There I'll stay gold, forever gold
You were most beautiful as the damage and the trauma
Pounding hard with battered wings of destiny
You were my last great war
You were my heaven ablaze
Riddled with faults and fractures
And I spent my last of days burning my oldest of bridges
And I spent my last of nights killing the best of friends
In the company of thieves, liars, beggars and whores
I'll lay waiting, just waiting for my time to come
These floods of you are unforgiving
Pushing passed me spilling through the banks
And I fall
Faster than light and faster than time
That's how memory works

Seize upon that moment long ago
One breath away and there you will be
So young and carefree
Again you will see
That place in time...so gold

Steal away into that way back when
You thought that all would last forever
But like the weather
Nothing can ever...and be in time
Stay gold

But can it be
When we can see
So vividly
A memory
And yes you say
So must the day
Too, fade away
And leave a ray of sun
So gold

Life is but a twinkling of an eye
Yet filled with sorrow and compassion
Though not imagined
All things that happen
Will age too old
Though gold





Stay gold, Fags. Stay gold.

More Lightfoot.

Just like birds of a feather
We too have followed the golden sun
It feels so good,
Knowin' the watchman's gone
If I give you a rose, buddy
Would you please bury it in the fields?
I seen a rose
Watchin' it all fold out

There's a train down at the station
It's come to carry my bones away
Two engines on
Twenty-one coaches long
End to end
Twenty-one coaches bend
The watchman's out
Kickin' the bums about

If I wait for the right moment
You can bet I'll climb aboard unseen
I've done it before
I know I can do it in my sleep

The watchman's out
Kickin'the bums about
The watchman's out
Kickin' your dreams about

As I leave you in the sunset
Got one more nothin' I'd like to say
"You don't know me
A son of the sea am I"
As I say to you, my brother
If you live to follow the golden sun
You better beware
Knowin' the watchman's always there

If you find me feedin' daisies
Please turn my face up to the sky
And leave me be
Watchin' the moon roll by
Whatever I was
You know it was all because
I've been on the town
Washin' the bullshit down

The watchman's out
Kickin' your dreams about
It feels so good
Knowin' the watchman's gone
It's like a song
Knowin' the watchman's gone

Ah, look at all the lonely people
Ah, look at all the lonely people

Eleanor Rigby, picks up the rice
In the church where a wedding has been
Lives in a dream

Waits at the window, wearing the face
That she keeps in a jar by the door
Who is it for?

All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong?

Father McKenzie, writing the words
of a sermon that no one will hear
No one comes near

Look at him working, darning his socks
In the night when there's nobody there
What does he care?

All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong?

Ah, look at all the lonely people
Ah, look at all the lonely people

Eleanor Rigby, died in the church
And was buried along with her name
Nobody came

Father McKenzie, wiping the dirt
From his hands as he walks from the grave
No one was saved

All the lonely people
(Ah, look at all the lonely people)
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
(Ah, look at all the lonely people)
Where do they all belong?

There's a life line slippin'....

Great song Pinupmutant.

And now i'll hang my skin, this skin.
Transparent words of sin, my love so sweet.
Your name looks so good distorted like that.
Scrape off some skin, revealing crud, an hour
Before dark i'm walking through the rain and
Scratching on her window screen. i've come to
Cut cupid's heart out. i've come to take your
Breath away. break the door down. knock
The door down. angel i can't let you in.
Sundripped devil scratched out my eyes
Soft fade circled around. turn loose goodbye. no
Attempt to look failure is king. are we ready?
Close those lips. try to lose me 3 more times,
Hush baby now don't say a word. 6:63 and
Where are you? run home, run far, throw your
Face in a pillow. screa out what you can't.
Fix that make up cover your tracks yeah you're
An angel. avoiding what games to play. was it
''less or more or more or less''? coward wisk
Away the fear. clean the air and jump. slide
Closer to the edge. say good night. it's the final
Curtain call. switch off, goodbye.
That lashed right on. on the head of the nail. a thousand years
It was the last moment. figured it out. how that honey burns.
Figured it out. stick on me so sweet decoy the crap hide this
Broken boy. fuck you cause i've rotted. i've broken down. i'm
That kid, so naive. bet it all, i just lost the whole thing. just
Lost it all. sing us plenty. cover me baby. proves its phony, red
For money. so step right up, you won that prize. i've lost the
House, bet the whole thin
The chain linked fence surrounds the feeble child. gag your
Mouth, to hear sweet melodies. lifted your hand to swing the
Chair pounding my brain. love her and tell her, fuck her and
Smell her. don't fall for it, don't fall for me. fall child. one more
Thing, just one more time. kiss my lips and make me fly. i told
You not to fall for it

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