Your most favourite lyric of a song..other than The Cure!

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japanesebaby

Quote from: revolt on September 15, 2008, 11:56:20

All this U2 stuff and then now also The Smiths... I hope Robert Smith doesn't read this forum or else he is going to get real mad.  :-D

he should just concentrate on doing better stuff himself - then we wouldn't have to talk about U2 and the smiths and he wouldn't need to get mad.:-D
by the way something that one guy said on that morrissey forum describes it rather well: "Sure, hearing Bob sing about getting an awesome blowjob is mildly entertaining, but..."
yes, 'but' indeed. ;)
Ay, in the very temple of Delight
Veil'd Melancholy has her sovran shrine

terry

Emma
We were together since we were five
She was so pretty
Emma was a star in everyone's eyes
And when she said she'd be a movie queen
Nobody laughed
With her face like an angel
She could be anything

Emmaline
Emma
Emmaline
I'm gonna write your name high on that silver screen
Emmaline
Emma
Emmaline
I'm gonna make you the biggest star this world has ever seen

At seventeen
We were wed
And I worked day and night to earn our daily bread
And every day
Emma would go out searching for that play
That never, ever came her way
And sometimes she come home and she'd be so depressed
I'd hear her crying in the back room and feel so distressed
And I'd remember back when she was five
To the words that used to make Emmaline come alive
It was...

Emma
Emmaline
I'm gonna write your name high on the silver screen
Emmaline
Emma
Emmaline
I'm gonna make you the biggest star this world has ever seen

It was a cold and dark December night
When I opened up the bedroom door
To find her lying
Still and cold upon the bed
A love letter lying on the bedroom floor
It read,
Darling I love you
But I just can't keep on living on dreams no more
I've tried so very hard not to leave you alone
But I just can't keep on trying no more

Emmaline
oooh Emma
Nooo
Emma
Emmaline

revolt

"River of Money", by The Go-Betweens


It is neither fair nor reasonable to expect sadness
to confine itself to it's causes. Like a river in flood,
when it subsides and the drowned bodies of
animals have been deposited in the treetops, there is
another kind of damage that takes place beyond the torrent.
At first, it seemed as though she had only left
the room to go into the garden and had been delayed by stray
chickens in the corn. Then he had thought she might
have eloped with the rodeo-boy from the neighbouring
property but it wasn't till one afternoon, when he
had heard guitar playing coming from her room and
had rushed upstairs to confront her and had seen
that it was only the wind in the curtains brushing
against the open strings, that he finally knew she
wasn't coming back. He had dealt with the deluge alright
but the watermark of her leaving was still quite visible.
He had resorted to the compass then, thinking that
geography might rescue him but after one week in the
Victorian Alps he came back north, realising that snow which
he had never seen before, was only frozen water.
I'll take you to Hollywood
I'll take you to Mexico
I'll take you anywhere the
River of Money flows.
I'll take you to Hollywood
I'll take you to Mexico
I'll take you anywhere the
River of Money flows.
But was it really possible for him to cope with the
magnitude of her absence? The snow had failed him.
Bottles had almost emptied themselves without effect.
The television, a samaritan during other tribulations, had
been repossessed. She had left her travelling clock
though thinking it incapable of funcitioning in
another time-zone; so the long vacant days of expensive sunlight
were filled with the sound of her minutes, with the measuring of
her hours.


Sussex

This one is also an inspiring one,

The Pogues - Love U 'till the End.


I just want to see you
When you're all alone
I just want to catch you if I can
I just want to be there
When the morning light explodes
On your face it radiates
I can't escape
I love you 'till the end
"Thick As Shit"

alt.end

RADIOHEAD - Videotape

When I'm at the pearly gates
This will be on my videotape, my videotape
Mephistopheles is just beneath
and he's reaching up to grab me

This is one for the good days
and i have it all here
In red, blue, green
Red, blue, green

You are my center
When i spin away
Out of control on videotape
On videotape
On videotape
On videotape

This is my way of saying goodbye
Because I can't do it face to face
I'm talking to you before

No matter what happens now
You shouldn't be afraid
Because I know today has been the most perfect day I've ever seen.


MeltingMan

Erasure-Piano Song

Never get angry at the stupid people
Though I go crazy at the dullness of my life
Sit and stare into a dusty window
An empty face stares back at me and cries

My vulnerability rushes up to me
And I'm left here,the rebel,
Without a cause,the deeper
I delve into the consciousness
Of me with you

The harder it gets
I need to close my eyes
What hurts me most
I never see your eyes again

Though I get weary,doesn't mean,
That I'm unwilling
My body belies me,I'm of fertile mind
As I grow older the world forgets me
And talks to me as if I'm some kind
Of child

Their insensitivity washes over me
Till I'm left here,the rebel,
Without a cause,the deeper
I delve into the consciousness
Of me and you

The harder it gets
I need to close my eyes
What hurts me most
I'll never see your eyes again

I'll try to forget
I never see your eyes again
What hurts me most
I never see your eyes again

I can't recollect...
En cette nation [Russie] qui n'a pas eu de théoriciens et de démagogues,
les pires ferments de destruction ont apparu. (J. Péladan)

PearlThompsonsBloodflower


Depeche Mode-Enjoy The Silence


Words like violenceBreak the silenceCome crashing inInto my little worldPainful to mePierce right through meCan't you understandOh my little girl
All I ever wantedAll I ever neededIs here in my armsWords are very unnecessaryThey can only do harm
Vows are spokenTo be brokenFeelings are intenseWords are trivialPleasures remainSo does the painWords are meaninglessAnd forgettable
All I ever wantedAll I ever neededIs here in my armsWords are very unnecessaryThey can only do harm
All I ever wantedAll I ever neededIs here in my armsWords are very unnecessaryThey can only do harmAll I ever wantedAll I ever neededIs here in my armsWords are very unnecessaryThey can only do harm
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Jesus and Mary Chain-Happy When It Rains
Step back and watch the sweet thingBreaking everything she seesShe can take my darkest feelingTear it up till I'm on me kneesPlug into her electric coolWhere things bend and breakAnd shake to the ruleTalking fast couldn't tell me somethingI would shed my skin for youTalking fast on the edge of nothingI would break my back for youDon't know why, don't know whyThings vaporize and rise to the skyAnd we tried so hardAnd we looked so goodAnd we lived our lives in blackBut something about you felt like painYou were my sunny day rainYou were the clouds in the skyYou were the darkest skyBut your lips spoke gold and honeyThat's why I'm happy when it rainsI'm happy when it poursLooking at me enjoying somethingThat feels like feels like painTo my brainAnd if I tell you somethingYou take me back to nothingI'm on the edge of somethingYou take me backAnd I'm happy when it rains

BiscuityBoyle

This is virtuoso writing:


Wireless enthusiast intercepts government secret radio band and uncovers secrets and scandals of deceitful type proportions

Aghast goes next door to his neighbor, secretly excited, as aforementioned was a hunter whom radio enthusiast wanted friendship and favor of

A muscular, thick-skinned, slit-eyed neighbor is at the table poisoned just thirty seconds before by parties who knew of wireless operator's forthcoming revelation

A prickly line of sweat covers enthusiast's forehead as the realization hits him that the same government him and his now dead neighbor voted for and backed and talked of on cream porches...
Have tricked him into their war against the people who enthusiast and dead hunter would have wished torture on.
A servant of government walks in and arrests wireless fan in kitchen for murder of his neighbour