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Be a best friend, tell the truth..and over use the words. "I love you"

'What-Ever happened to Leon Trotsky?

He got an Ice Pick that made his ears burn'.

No more Heroe's.... The Stranglers

A break-up, at the time, can be so devastationg. This simple old song by Peter and Gordon has always touched me.

When I see her comin' down the street

I get so shaky and I feel so weak

I tell my eyes look the other way

But they don't seem to hear a word I say

And I, go to pieces and I wanna hide

Go to pieces and I almost die

Everytime my baby passes by

I tell my arms they'll hold someone new

Another love that will be true

But they don't listen, they don't seem to care

They reach for her but she's not there

And I, go to pieces and I wanna hide

Go to pieces and I almost die

Everytime my baby passes by

I remember what she said when she said

"Goodbye baby. We'll meet again soon maybe"

"But until we do, all my best to you"

I'm so lonely, I think about her only

I go to places we used to go

But I know she'll never show

She hurt me so much inside

Now I hope she's satisfied

And I, go to pieces and I wanna hide

Go to pieces and I almost die

Everytime my baby passes by

Go to pieces and I cry

Everytime my baby passes by

Go to pieces and I cry

Here is a link to the actual song:

no flaws when you are pretending

Just a lyric that has always stuck out to me from Evanescence's song Everybody's Fool.

A lyric from an old Stephen Stills song - Southern Cross

We never failed to fail, it was the easiest thing to do.

The words of Bridge Over Troubled Water never fail to move me.

theia;1363719 wrote: The words of Bridge Over Troubled Water never fail to move me.


Me too!

Must have been you and I, in my car with it playing full blast singing our hearts out, good job no one could hear us :wah:

Nice one, Theia and Betty !!! I like Sound of Silence too, and I am a Rock. Simon and Garfunkel were great. Paul Simon on his own.. Slip Sliding Away, and Fifty Ways to Leave Your Lover.... wow...

Do you get songs stuck in your head. I have continual earworms. One doesn't leave until displaced by the next... sigh.

"Today my life begins"...

"Today my life begins..."

heyimFriagne;1364790 wrote: "Today my life begins"...


ayemMargery;1364795 wrote: "Today my life begins..."


De javu.. All over again

ally oop oop, oop, oop oop:guitarist

there is a danger in loving somebody to much

and its hard when you know its your heart you can`t trust

There is a reason why people don`t who they are

Sometimes love just ain`t enough. lol

"All of us get lost in the darkness, dreamers learn to steer by the stars" Rush, The Pass

From Elton John's "Your Song":

I sat on the roof and kicked off the moss

Well a few of the verses well they've got me quite cross

But the sun's been quite kind while I wrote this song

It's for people like you that keep it turned on

So excuse me forgetting but these things I do

You see I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue

Anyway the thing is what I really mean

Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen

And you can tell everybody this is your song

It may be quite simple but now that it's done

I hope you don't mind

I hope you don't mind that I put down in words

How wonderful life is while you're in the world

along-for-the-ride;1395835 wrote: From Elton John's "Your Song":

I sat on the roof and kicked off the moss

Well a few of the verses well they've got me quite cross

But the sun's been quite kind while I wrote this song

It's for people like you that keep it turned on

So excuse me forgetting but these things I do

You see I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue

Anyway the thing is what I really mean

Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen

And you can tell everybody this is your song

It may be quite simple but now that it's done

I hope you don't mind

I hope you don't mind that I put down in words

How wonderful life is while you're in the world


great lyric, I really think its poetry myself. one of my fav songs by that man.

Bernie Taupin is quite the lyricist.

For me, it's Jim Steinman. He has a decent claim on being the best lyricist in the last 50 years.

I'll be your Dixie chicken

You be my Tennessee lamb

And we will walk together

Down in Dixie land

Crash into me

Crash into me

Crash into me

Crash into me

-DMB

For my Dad.... Midnight Summers Dream... the Stranglers

Woke up on a good day

And the world was wonderful

A midnight summer dream had me in its spell

I dreamt about an old man

Sat and watched the rain all night

He couldn't sleep a wink as all the drops fell

He told me of the beauty

Hidden in our foreheads

He told me of the ugliness

We show instead

And when we put a foot wrong do we learn

From all the pain

A midnight summer dream as he watched the rain

Then at midnight he poured another drink

And bent my ear

After midnight we sat up half the night

Or maybe more

And he began to tell me what it was all for

I woke up in an armchair

He had gone I don't know where

Left me there to sit and look at the rain

Don't remember much at all

But his words were echoing

A midnight summer dream and then wake again

Maybe I'll never find him

Maybe he's gone forever

Maybe I'll have to sit here

Watching the weather

One thing's pretty certain helped me

Make it in the night

Showed me somewhere else between wrong and right

And at midnight if you can't sleep

Then I can bend your ear

After midnight we'll sit up half the night

Or maybe more

And I'll begin to tell you what it is all for

Wake up on a good day

And the world feels wonderful

Midnight summer dream has me in its spell



Read more: STRANGLERS - MIDNIGHT SUMMER DREAM LYRICS

AussiePam;1363736 wrote: Nice one, Theia and Betty !!! I like Sound of Silence too, and I am a Rock. Simon and Garfunkel were great. Paul Simon on his own.. Slip Sliding Away, and Fifty Ways to Leave Your Lover.... wow...

Do you get songs stuck in your head. I have continual earworms. One doesn't leave until displaced by the next... sigh.


Great minds think alike!!! Fakin' It was the story of my life in 1967. That summer, I took a Greyhound Bus from Southern California to Oregon to escape my parents and hang out with my grandparents for awhile. I sat next to this mysterious, beautiful, to good to be true girl for most of the trip. I debated going with her instead of on to Portland, but didn't. I'm older now, but Fakin' It still reminds me not to be a turd, because occasionally a sweet fragrance blows through your life, even if only briefly, that cannot be unnoticed.

Paul Simon on his own . . . . . Does anyone think he can ever top Graceland?

Fighting soldiers from the sky

Fearless men who jump and die

Men who mean just what they say

The brave men of the Green Beret

Silver wings upon their chest

These are men, America's best

One hundred men will test today

But only three win the Green Beret

Trained to live off nature's land

Trained in combat, hand-to-hand

Men who fight by night and day

Courage peak from the Green Berets

Ballad Of The Green Beret written by Barry Sadler and Robin Moore.

Early in the morning factory whistle blows,

Man rises from bed & puts on his clothes.

Man takes his lunchbox out in the morning light.

It's the work the working, just the working life.

Through the mansions of fear,

Through the mansions of pain,

See my Daddy walking through them factory gates in the rain.

Factory takes his hearing, factory gives him life.

It's the work the working, just the working life.

End of the day factory whistle cries.

Men walk through those gates with death in their eyes.

Factory takes their hearing, factory gives them life.

It's the work the working, just the working life.

The work. The work. The working life.

Factory: Bruce Springsteen

(However, in my opinion he ruined a beautiful song which was vastly improved by the Flying Pickets version)

Only in America

Can a guy from anywhere

Go to sleep a pauper and wake up a millionaire

Only in America

Can a kid without a cent

Get a break and maybe grow up to be President

It's slightly tragic that what started as a 60s protest song has ended up a patriotic anthem.

"Fighting soldiers from the sky" on the other hand was not, before anyone wonders, brought into this world for satirical purposes though there are those who think it's all it's fit for.

FourPart;1492883 wrote: Early in the morning factory whistle blows,

Man rises from bed & puts on his clothes.

Man takes his lunchbox out in the morning light.

It's the work the working, just the working life.

Through the mansions of fear,

Through the mansions of pain,

See my Daddy walking through them factory gates in the rain.

Factory takes his hearing, factory gives him life.

It's the work the working, just the working life.

End of the day factory whistle cries.

Men walk through those gates with death in their eyes.

Factory takes their hearing, factory gives them life.

It's the work the working, just the working life.

The work. The work. The working life.

Factory: Bruce Springsteen

(However, in my opinion he ruined a beautiful song which was vastly improved by the Flying Pickets version)


That song reminds me of Five O'clock World, sung by friends of mine, The Vogues.

Up every mornin' just to keep a job

I gotta fight my way through the hustlin' mob

Sounds of the city poundin' in my brain

While another day goes down the drain

But it's a five o'clock world when the whistle blows

No one owns a piece of my time

And there's a five o'clock me inside my clothes

Thinkin' that the world looks fine

Tradin' my time for the pay I get

Livin' on money that I ain't made yet

Gotta keep goin', gotta make my way

While I live for the end of the day

'Cause it's a five o'clock world when the whistle blows

No one owns a piece of my time

And there's a long-haired girl who waits, I know

To ease my troubled mind

In the shelter of her arms every thing's okay

She talks and the world goes slippin' away

And I know the reason I can still go on

When every other reason is gone

In my five o'clock world, she waits for me

Nothing else matters at all

'Cause every time my baby smiles at me

I know that it's all worthwhile

:-6

Springsteen's (Original) Version:



Flying Pickets (IMO, Improved) Version:

Oh yes! I like the Flying Pickets' version much more!