Poetry and Lyrics

[Tathagata]

Sister Europe

I always loved this guys voice and lyrics........


stupid on the steinway
so sick upon a steinway
the sailors drown
see them talk and see them drown
and see them drink and fall around
upon the floor

sister of mine, home again
sister of mine, home again

lonely in a crowded room
the radio plays out of tune
so silently
the radio upon the floor
is stupid it plays aznavour
so out of key

sister of mine
home again
sister of mine
home again

broken on a ship of fools
even dreams must fall to rules
so stupidly
words are all just useless sound
just like cards they fall around
and we will be

sister of mine
home again
sister of mine
home again

buy a car and watch it rust
sister see them fall to dust
they fall around
in another crowded room
paint me like the shirt i'm in
honestly

sister of mine
home again
sister of mine
home again
sister of mine
sister of mine
sister of mine
sister of mine
sister

 

[Tathagata]

Shel Silverstein

I Just Love this guy......
Just found a mp3 of this
It's a wonderous thing........





In the laid back California town of sunny San Rafael
Lived a girl named Pearly Sweetcake, you prob’ly knew her well.
She’d been stoned fifteen of her eighteen years and the story was widely told
That she could smoke 'em faster than anyone could roll.
Her legend finally reached New York, that Grove Street walk-up flat
Where dwelt The Calistoga Kid, a beatnik from the past
With long browned lightnin’ fingers he takes a cultured toke
And says, “Hell, I can roll ‘em faster, Jim, than any chick can smoke!”

So a note gets sent to San Rafael, “For the Championship of the World
The Kid demands a smoke off!” "Well, bring him on!" says Pearl,
"I'll grind his fingers off his hands, he'll roll until he drops!"
Says Calistog, "I'll smoke that twist till she blows up and pops!”
So they rent out Yankee Stadium and the word is quickly spread
"Come one, come all, who walk or crawl, price – just two lids a head
And from every town and hamlet, over land and sea they speed
The world's greatest dopers, with the Worlds greatest weed
Hashishers from Morocco, hemp smokers from Peru
And the Shamnicks from Bagun who puff the deadly Pugaroo
And those who call it Light of Life and those that call it boo.

See the dealers and their ladies wearing turquoise, lace, and leather
See the narcos and the closet smokers puffin’ all together
From the teenies who smoke legal to the ones who've done some time
To the old man who smoked “reefer” back before it was a crime
And the grand old house that Ruth built is filled with the smoke and cries
Of fifty thousand screaming heads all stoned out of their minds.
And they play the national anthem and the crowd lets out a roar
As the spotlight hits The Kid and Pearl, ready for their smokin' war
At a table piled up high with grass, as high as a mountain peak
Just tops and buds of the rarest flowers, not one stem, branch or seed.

Maui Wowie, Panama Red and Acapulco Gold.
Kif from East Afghanistan and rare Alaskan Cold.
Sticks from Thailand, Ganja from the Islands, and Bangkok's Bloomin' Best.
And some of that wet imported shit that capsized off Key West.
Oaxacan tops and Kenya Bhang and Riviera Fleurs.
And that rare Manhatten Silver that grows down in the New York sewers.
And there's bubblin’ ice cold lemonade and sweet grapes by the bunches.
And there's Hershey’s bars, and Oreos, ‘case anybody gets the munchies.
And the Calistoga Kid, he sneers, and Pearly, she just grins.
And the drums roll low and the crowd yells “GO!” and the world’s first Smoke Off begins.

Kid flicks his magic fingers once and ZAP! that first joint’s rolled.
Pearl takes one drag with her mighty lungs and WOOSH! that roach is cold.
Then The Kid he rolls his Super Bomb that’d paralyze a moose.
And Pearley takes one super hit and SLURP! that bomb’ defused.
Then he rolls three in just ten seconds and she smokes 'em up in nine,
And everybody sits back and says, "This just might take some time."
See the blur of flyin’ fingers, see the red coal burnin’ bright
As the night turns into mornin’ and the mornin’ fades to night
And the autumn turns to summer and a whole damn year is gone
But the two still sit on that roach-filled stage, smokin' and rollin' on
With tremblin’ hands he rolls his jays with fingers blue and stiff
She coughs and stares with bloodshot gaze, and puffs through blistered lips.
And as she reaches out her hand for another stick of gold
The Kid he gasps, "Goddamn it, bitch, there's nothin' left to roll!"
"Nothin’ left to roll?", screams Pearl, "Is this some twisted joke?”
“I didn't come here to fuck around, man, I come here to SMOKE!"
And she reaches 'cross the table And grabs his bony sleeves
And she crumbles his body between her hands like dried and brittle leaves
Flickin' out his teeth and bones like useless stems and seeds
And then she rolls him in a Zig Zag and lights him like a roach.
And the fastest man with the fastest hands goes up in a puff of smoke.

In the laid-back California town of sunny San Rafael
Lives a girl named Pearly Sweetcake, you prob’ly know her well.
She’s been stoned twenty-one of her twenty-four years, and the story’s widely told.
How she still can smoke them faster than anyone can roll
While off in New York City on a street that has no name.
There's the hands of the Calistoga Kid in the Viper Hall of Fame
And underneath his fingers there's a little golden scroll
That says, Beware of Bein’ the Roller When There's Nothin’ Left to Roll.

 

[Angeline]

I was inspired to post Leonard Cohen's lyrical dialogue between Joan of Arc and the fire that consumes her after reading jthserra's lovely Maid of Orleans.

Joan of Arc
Leonard Cohen

Now the flames they followed Joan of Arc
as she came riding through the dark;
no moon to keep her armour bright,
no man to get her through this very smoky night.

She said, "I'm tired of the war,
I want the kind of work I had before,
a wedding dress or something white
to wear upon my swollen appetite."

Well, I'm glad to hear you talk this way,
you know I've watched you riding every day
and something in me yearns to win
such a cold and lonesome heroine.

"And who are you?" she sternly spoke
to the one beneath the smoke.
"Why, I'm fire," he replied,
"And I love your solitude, I love your pride."

"Then fire, make your body cold,
I'm going to give you mine to hold,"
saying this she climbed inside
to be his one, to be his only bride.

And deep into his fiery heart
he took the dust of Joan of Arc,
and high above the wedding guests
he hung the ashes of her wedding dress.

It was deep into his fiery heart
he took the dust of Joan of Arc,
and then she clearly understood
if he was fire, oh then she must be wood.

I saw her wince, I saw her cry,
I saw the glory in her eye.
Myself I long for love and light,
but must it come so cruel, and oh so bright?

 

[Angeline]

And one more Cohen...

Story of Isaac
Leonard Cohen

The door it opened slowly,
my father he came in,
I was nine years old.
And he stood so tall above me,
his blue eyes they were shining
and his voice was very cold.

He said, "I've had a vision
and you know I'm strong and holy,
I must do what I've been told."
So he started up the mountain,
I was running, he was walking,
and his axe was made of gold.

Well, the trees they got much smaller,
the lake a lady's mirror,
we stopped to drink some wine.
Then he threw the bottle over.
Broke a minute later
and he put his hand on mine.

Thought I saw an eagle
but it might have been a vulture,
I never could decide.
Then my father built an altar,
he looked once behind his shoulder,
he knew I would not hide.

You who build these altars now
to sacrifice these children,
you must not do it anymore.
A scheme is not a vision
and you never have been tempted
by a demon or a god.

You who stand above them now,
your hatchets blunt and bloody,
you were not there before,
when I lay upon a mountain
and my father's hand was trembling
with the beauty of the word.

And if you call me brother now,
forgive me if I inquire,
"Just according to whose plan?"
When it all comes down to dust
I will kill you if I must,
I will help you if I can.

When it all comes down to dust
I will help you if I must,
I will kill you if I can.
And mercy on our uniform,
man of peace or man of war,
the peacock spreads his fan.

 

[Tathagata]

Morning ange...
Those your eyes??
; )


Richard Thompson
Oh Missie How you Let Me Down:


Hailstones and a sickle moon and the north wind races
One more night of running my mind over lost embraces
The steps you made when you walked away
Still frozen in the ground
Oh missie how you let me down
Oh missie how you let me down
Oh missie how you let me down
And lies won't break my fall
Lies won't break my fall

Your food's still sitting there at the table where you used to be
The shape of you is still in the bed there next to me
Maybe I could find some trace of you to keep around
Oh missie how you let me down
Oh missie how you let me down

For far too long you kept me waiting
Reaching out into empty air
Even now you'd never say it face to face
That you really don't care
And if you never liked pulling teeth
Then why, why did you tie me in the dentist's chair

Ah you left your mark on this old place, that you did
I could stew in here like a pressure cooker and screw down the lid
Or maybe I should just take a match
And burn the whole thing to the ground

Oh missie how you let me down
Oh missie how you let me down
Oh missie how you let me down

Oh missie how you let me down
Oh missie how you let me down
Oh missie how you let me down
And lies won't break my fall
Lies won't break my fall

 

[tarablackwood22]

Richard Thompson

WALTZING"S FOR DREAMERS


Play me a blues song
and fade down the light,
I'm as sad as a proud man
can be sad tonight.

Just let me dream on
just let me sway
while the sweet violins
and the saxophones play.

Miss, you don't know me
but can't we pretend
that we care for each other
'till the band reaches the end?

One step for aching,
and two steps for breaking.
Waltzing's for dreamers
and losers in love.
One step for sighing,
and two steps for crying.
Waltzing's for dreamers
and losers in love.

They say love's for gamblers
and the pendulum swings,
I bet hard on love
and I lost everything.

So don't send me home now,
put a shot in my arm.
We'll drink out old memories
and we'll drink in the dawn.

Mr. Bandleader,
won't you play one more time?
I have good folding money
in this pocket of mine.

One step for aching,
and two steps for breaking.
Waltzing's for dreamers
and losers in love.
One step for sighing,
and two steps for crying.
Waltzing's for dreamers
and losers in love.

 

[Tathagata]

Haven't heard this in years and I just found it online
: )

Roxy Music-
To Turn You On

I could show you in a word
If I wanted to
A window on a world
With a lovely view
From close up inside a single room
With an open book aside
Like you read in school

It's so easy, believe me
When you need fun
I do anything to turn you on
Anything to turn you on

It's raining in New York
On Fifth Avenue
And off Broadway after dark
Love the lights don't you
I could walk you through the park
If you're feeling blue
Or whatever

Spring Summer whenever
Winter through Fall
I'd do anything to turn you on
Anything to turn you on

I could leave you as you were
If I wanted to
Then I wonder is it fair
Now you're on your own
Who cares about you

Except me, God help me
When things go wrong
I do anything to turn you

Must phone me, you know me
When things go wrong
I do anything to turn you on

 

[Angeline]

Morning ange...
Those your eyes??
; )


Richard Thompson
Oh Missie How you Let Me Down:


Hailstones and a sickle moon and the north wind races
One more night of running my mind over lost embraces
The steps you made when you walked away
Still frozen in the ground
Oh missie how you let me down
Oh missie how you let me down
Oh missie how you let me down
And lies won't break my fall
Lies won't break my fall

Your food's still sitting there at the table where you used to be
The shape of you is still in the bed there next to me
Maybe I could find some trace of you to keep around
Oh missie how you let me down
Oh missie how you let me down

For far too long you kept me waiting
Reaching out into empty air
Even now you'd never say it face to face
That you really don't care
And if you never liked pulling teeth
Then why, why did you tie me in the dentist's chair

Ah you left your mark on this old place, that you did
I could stew in here like a pressure cooker and screw down the lid
Or maybe I should just take a match
And burn the whole thing to the ground

Oh missie how you let me down
Oh missie how you let me down
Oh missie how you let me down

Oh missie how you let me down
Oh missie how you let me down
Oh missie how you let me down
And lies won't break my fall
Lies won't break my fall

Hiya T. Yep. That would be me.

 

[Tathagata]

Hiya T. Yep. That would be me.

Nice
deep, dark and, ageless
; )

 

[Angeline]

Nice
deep, dark and, ageless
; )

Thank you. Especially for the "ageless" part.

We'll see how long I keep that AV on. Last time I used it, someone said it made him nervous, like those paintings in horror movies where the eyes follow you everywhere, lol.

 

[Tathagata]

Thank you. Especially for the "ageless" part.

We'll see how long I keep that AV on. Last time I used it, someone said it made him nervous, like those paintings in horror movies where the eyes follow you everywhere, lol.

or you could just put a big hat on......

 

[Angeline]

or you could just put a big hat on......

Like this?

 

[Tathagata]

Like this?

I always liked Valerie Perrine......for rather unwholesome reasons

Dont show that to Eve she'll want one

 

[Angeline]

I always liked Valerie Perrine......for rather unwholesome reasons

Dont show that to Eve she'll want one

ohmigod. i thought that *was* Eve.

 

[Merrymaker]

Nine Inch Nails did this way back when, but Johnny Cash is The Man in Black...


Hurt -Johnny Cash's version
(Trent Reznor)

I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything

What have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes away in the end
You could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

I wear this crown of thorns
Upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time
The feelings disappear
You are someone else
I am still right here

What have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes away in the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way

 

[minsue]

Nine Inch Nails did this way back when, but Johnny Cash is The Man in Black...


Hurt -Johnny Cash's version
(Trent Reznor)

I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything

What have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes away in the end
You could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

I wear this crown of thorns
Upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time
The feelings disappear
You are someone else
I am still right here

What have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes away in the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way

When I was in high school I listened to this song over and over to the point that my brother cursed me for ruining Pretty Hate Machine for him.

It is definitely more poignant in Cash's version.

 

[Guest]

Billy Joel

It's nine o'clock on a Saturday
the regular crowd shuffles in
There's an old man sitting next to me
Makin' love to his tonic and gin
He say, Son can you play me a memory
I'm not really sure how it goes
But it's sad and it's sweet and I knew it complete
When I wore a younger man's clothes
Da da da de de da
da da de de da da da
Sing us a song, you're the piano man
sing us a song tonight
Well, we're all in the mood for a melody
And you've got us feelin' alright
Now John at the bar is a friend of mine
He gets me my drinks for free
And he's quick with a joke or to light up your smoke
But there's someplace that he'd rather be
He says Bill, I believe this is killing me
As the smile ran away from his face
Well I'm sure that I could be a movie star
If I could get out of this place
Sing us a song, you're the piano man
sing us a song tonight
Well, we're all in the mood for a melody
And you've got us feelin' alright
Now Paul is a real estate novelist
Who never had time for a wife
And he's talking with Davy who's still in the navy
And probably will be for life
And the waitress is practicing politics
As the businessmen slowly get stoned
Yes, they're sharing a drink they call loneliness
But it's better than drinking alone
It's a pretty good crowd for a Saturday,
And the manager gives me a smile
'Cause he knows that it's me they've been coming to see
To forget about life for awhile.
And the piano sounds like a carnival
And the microphone smells like a beer
And they sit at the bar and put bread in my jar
And say "Man, what are you doin' here?"
Da da da de de da
da da de de da da da
Sing us a song, you're the piano man
Sing us a song tonight.
Well, we're all in the mood for a melody
And you've got us feelin' alright.

 

[Guest]

'nother Billy J - (I'm listening right now)

While in these days of quiet desperation
As I wander through the world in which I live
I search everywhere for some new inspiration
But it's more than cold reality can give
If I need a cause for celebration
Or a comfort I can use to ease my mind
I rely on my imagination
And I dream of an imaginary time

CHORUS
I know that everybody has a dream
Everybody has a dream
And this is my dream, my own
Just to be at home
And to be all alone...with you

If I believe in all the words I'm saying
And if a word from you can bring a better day
Then all I have are these games that I've been playing
To keep my hope from crumbling away
So let me lie and let me go on sleeping
and I will lose myself in palaces of sand
and all the fantasies that I have been keeping
Will make the empty hours easier to stand

CHORUS

 

[Guest]

dedicated................

A Room of Our Own.


by Billy Joel

You've got diamonds and I've got spades
You've got pills
And I've got razor blades
You've got yoga honey
I've got beer
You got overpriced
And I got weird
But it's alright
We're the same even though we're alone
It's alright
Yes we all need a room of our own
You've got love darlin'
I've got sex
You've got cash, mama
And I've got checks
You've got business, baby
I've got the kids
You got crowded just the way I did
But it's alright
Cause we all need a place to call home
It's alright
Yes we all need a room of our own
I can still remember packed together
Like a can of sardines
No, no, no
Pushin', shovin'
That's when lovin'
Starts to come apart at the seams
Oh no, no, no, no
You've got the day shift
I've got nights
We go wrong at times
But we've got rights
You've got TV shows
I've got crime
But you've got your room, honey
And I've got mine
It's alright
It's the one thing that we should have known
Yes, it's alright
Yes, we all need a room of our own
And it's alright
Yes we all need a place to call home
It's alright
Yes we all need a room of our own
It's alright
It's alright
To have a room of your own
No, no, no, it's alright
Yeah it's alright mama
To have a room of our own
Sometimes you've got to get away
Got to get away
Got to get away
Got to get away to a room of our own
Got to have a room
Got to have a little elbow room of my own.

 

[fawnie]

When I was in high school I listened to this song over and over to the point that my brother cursed me for ruining Pretty Hate Machine for him.

It is definitely more poignant in Cash's version.

i know this song very well myself..i was past hs though
wow another thread i had to peek at..i'll never get moved at this rate..lol..i should have waited til i got settled to discover this lovely little place..god and to think i've been writing here over a year..i need to play with my buttons more often i think
i said i was just gonna peek, but i like the song..i couldn't help myself, besides i want to hit a 100 b4 i shut my pc down..gotta keep posting

 

[tungtied2u]

I can't listen to this without feelings of rage and despair.

You Can't Be Too Strong
Graham Parker

Did they tear it out
with talons of steel
and give you a shot so that you wouldn't feel and washed it away as if it wasn't real

It's just a mistake
I won't have to face
Don't give it a name
Don't give it a place
Don't give it a chance
It's lucky in a way

It must have felt strange to find me inside you
I hadn't intended to stay
If you want to keep it right
Put it to sleep at night
Squeeze it until it could say
You can't be too strong
You can't be too strong
You can't be too strong, can't be too strong
You decide what's wrong

Well I ain't gonna cry, I'm gonna rejoice
And shout myself dry, and go see the boys
They'll laugh when I say " I left it overseas"
Yea babe I know it gets dark
down by Luna Park
But everybody else is squeezin' out his sparks
That happenned in the heat' somewhere in the dark,
in the dark

The doctor gets nervous
Completing the service
He's all rubber gloves and no head
He fumble's the light switch
It's just another minor hitch
Wishes to God he was dead

But you can't be too strong
You can't be too strong
You can't be too strong
Can't be too strong, you decide what's wrong
Can't be too hard, too tough
Too rough, too right, too wrong
And you can't be too strong

 

[tungtied2u]

Two from Kate Bush

Feel It

After the party, you took me back to your parlour
A little nervous laughter, locking the door
My stockings fall onto the floor, desperate for more
Nobody else can share this
Here comes one and one makes one
The glorious union,well, it could be love
Or it could be just lust but it will be fun
It will be wonderful

Oh,feel it,oh, oh, feel it, feel it my love
Oh feel it, oh, oh feel it, feel it my love
Oh I need it, oh, oh, feel it, feel it my love
Feel it! See what you're doing to me

God, but you're beautiful aren't you?
Feel your warm hand walking around
I won't pull away, my passion always wins
So keep on a-moving in, keep on a tuning in
Synchronize rhythm now

Oh feel it, oh, oh, feel it, feel it my love
Oh feel it, oh, oh, feel it, feel it my love
Oh I need it, oh, oh, feel it, feel it my love
Feel it! See what you're doing to me
See what you're doing to me
____________________

Oh To Be In Love

As the light hits you, as you shift along the floor
I find it hard to place my face
How did I come to be here anyway?
It's terribly vague, what's gone before

I could have been anyone
You could have been anyone's dream
Why did you have to choose our moment?
Why did you have to make me feel that?
Why did you make it so unreal?

Oh, to be in love, and never get out again
Oh, to be in love, and never get out again
Oh, to be in love and never get out again

All the colours look brighter now
Everything they say seems to sound new
Slipping into tomorrow too quick
Yesterday always to good to forget
Stop the swing of the pendulum, let us through!

Oh to be in love, and never get out again
Oh, to be in love, and never get out again
Oh to be in love and
never get out again

 

[tungtied2u]

This may come as no surprise

Borderline- Joni Mitchell

Everybody looks os ill at ease
So distrustful so displeased
Running down the table
I see a borderline
Like a barbed wire fence
Strung tight
Strung tense
Prickling with pretense
A borderline

Why are you smirking at your friend?
Is this to be the night when
All well-wishing ends?
All credibility revoked?
Thin skin, thick jokes
Can we blame it on the smoke,
This sudden borderline?

Every bristling shaft of pride
Church or nation
Team or tribe
Every notion we subscribe to
Is just a borderline
Good or bad, we think we know
As if thinking makes things so!
All convictions grow along a borderline.

Smug in your jaded expertise,
You scathe the wonder world
And you praise barbarity
In this illusionary place-
This scared hard-edged rat race
All liberty is laced with
Borderlines

Every income, every age
Every fashion-plated rage,
Every measure, every gauge,
Creates a borderline.
Every stone thrown through glass,
Every mean-streets-kick ass,
Every swan caught on the grass
Will draw a borderline

You snipe so steady
You snub so snide-
So ripe and ready
To diminsh and deride!
You're so quick to condescend
My opinionated friend
All you deface, all you defend
Is just a borderline.
Just a borderline
Just a borderline
Another borderline
Just a borderline.....

 

[SeattleRain]

Hurt

Hurt- Johny Cash

Stone Temple Pilots (I think? so many of those bands blend for me, I am such a dork) remake

I hurt myself today
to see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
the only thing that's real
the needle tears a hole
the old familiar sting
try to kill it all away
but I remember everything

what have I become?
my sweetest friend
everyone I know
goes away in the end
and you could have it all
my empire of dirt

I will let you down
I will make you hurt

I wear this crown of thorns
upon my liar's chair
full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
beneath the stains of time
the feelings disappear
you are someone else
I am still right here

what have I become?
my sweetest friend
everyone I know
goes away in the end
and you could have it all
my empire of dirt

I will let you down
I will make you hurt

if I could start again
a million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way

 

[Liar]

Re: Hurt

Hurt- Johny Cash

Stone Temple Pilots (I think? so many of those bands blend for me, I am such a dork) remake

Actually, Nine Inch Nails (Trent Reznor).


here's another where that came from:

(ain't no cheerful fella this fella)

ruiner

you had all of them on your side
didn't you, didn't you?
you believed in all your lies
didn't you, didn't you?

the ruiner's got a lot to prove
he's got nothing to lose
and now he made you believe
the ruiner's your only friend
well he's the living end
to the cattle he deceives
the raping of the innocent
the ruiner ruins everything he sees
now the only pure thing left
in my fucking world is wearing your disease

how'd you get so big?
how'd you get so strong?
how'd it get so hard?
how'd it get so long?

you had to give them all a sign
didn't you, didn't you?
you had to covet what was mine
didn't you, didn't you?

the ruiner's a collector, he's an infector
serving his shit to his flies
maybe there will come a day when those
that you keep blind will suddenly realize
maybe it's a part of me
you took to a place i hoped
it would never go
and maybe that fucked me up
much more than you'll ever know

how'd you get so big?
how'd you get so strong?
how'd it get so hard?
how'd it get so long?

and what you gave to me
my perfect ring of scars
you know i can see
what you really are

you didn't hurt me
nothing can hurt me