Poetry and Lyrics

[darkerdreamer]

Snakeface by Throwing Muses

Not another drive-in movie,
you know you can't be still.
Move me.

Snake, snake,
face an open window.
Water in my eyes.
Beat me to it.
Meet me here next time.

One more button undone.
You talk too loud
I'm talking to you,
talking to the ground.
Move me.

Snake, snake,
face an open window.
Fire in my eyes.
Beat me to it.
Meet me here next time.

One more button undone.
Next week I'll be
a lousy liar.
Next time I'll say when.
You move me.

 

[darkerdreamer]

Saigon - Pain in My Life (stolen/edited lyrics)

linky

Young Felicia was only four when she learned how to ride a bike
Now she fourteen ridin' every Tom, Dick, and Mike
I tell her "That ain't nice, why you livin' so trite?"
She told me "MYOB, homie, you don't know me
(So much pain in my life)
Her sister the same
Felecia claims she the one who hipped her to the game
She fucked Jermaine because Jermaine had a shiny chain
Now when she pee on the potty she feel a minor pain
And she noticed her vagina changing; and not for the better
She see bumps and all kinds of things
The doctor suggested her
take a HIV test, she said "Yes"
Now she waitin to rest,
so she so stressed.
(So much pain in my life)
And so say the bum on the corner
When I ask him why he bummin' for quarters
Was it him, or was it government order;
Said he thirsty
I offered him water, but he said he want somethin' stronger
He said (There's pain my life)
Said he needs something to numb it
Somethin' to burn a hole in his stomach
First I said "nah", but after talking to him;
It was clear that his wife was his life and dope had murder the woman
(So much pain in my life)
That bum used rum to keep his feelings numb;
Felicia was out there killin' them
Her a fatherless daughter, him a daughterless father
She a nymhomaniac, he got his toughts in the bottle
Would it help for them to walk with a bible
They both say, "nah" they find religion as awkward as I do
I could hollar give a dollar but what more could I do
Not much, they got fucked, it's what we call survival
(So much pain in my life)
I know how it feel
I been in jail with none of my niggers keepin' it real
No dough, no mail, it was "yo, go to hell"
Now they jealous cuz I'm hangin' out with Cocoa Chanel
Even though I got pain in my life I keep it discreet
I got a deal, I still sleep in the street
Y'all hustle to get the keys to a jeep; til the judge
throw the book at you fuckers and tell you "Read it and weep."
(So much pain in my life)
Let me not forget about Lendon
The preacher been feelin' on him for a minute
Told if he told his soul would be demented
Even if he made it to the gate he wouldn't get in it
(It's pain in my life)
Y'all niggers use pain for a gimmick
But Lendon's pain got pushed to the limit
Got em' layin' on the sofa one night, his throat sliced
With a suicide note and a knife, what he write
(It's so much pain in my life)
That he's no longer wantin' to live it
Breathin' is no longer important, forget it
What he didn't write is that he was molested since he was five
And would rather die before he was forced to admit it
He said
(It's pain in my life)

 

[darkerdreamer]

Santa Monica by Everclear

(sometimes you can hate a song until you hear it one night and it completely captures everything you feel.)

I am still livin' with your ghost
Lonely and dreamin' of the west coast
I don't wanna be your downtime
I don't wanna be your stupid game
With my big black boots and an old suitcase
I do believe I'll find myself a new place
I don't wanna be the bad guy
I don't wanna do your sleepwalk dance anymore
I just wanna see some palm trees
I will try and shake away this disease

We can live beside the ocean
Leave the fire behind
Swim out past the breakers
Watch the world die
We can live beside the ocean
Leave the fire behind
Swim out past the breakers
Watch the world die

I am still dreamin' of your face
Hungry and hollow for all the things you took away
I don't wanna be your good time
I don't wanna be your fallback crutch anymore
Walk right out into a brand new day
Insane and risin' in my own weird way
I don't wanna be the bad guy
I don't wanna do your sleepwalk dance anymore
I just wanna feel some sunshine
I just wanna find some place to be alone

We can live beside the ocean
Leave the fire behind
Swim out past the breakers
Watch the world die
We can live beside the ocean
Leave the fire behind
Swim out past the breakers
Watch the world die

Yeah watch the world die

 

[Bill Dada]

Ten Inspirations

1
You decide to make soup.
You do not have any carrots or onion.
Any celery or chicken or leaves.
You have water and salt though.
Boil ten minutes. Serve.
And afterwards this simple soup
may be used to wash your face.

2
You decide to make a masterpiece.
You do not have any paints or thorns,
any genius or paper, any pianos
or sticks or rubber.
You have air though.
No doubt about it,
a masterpiece.

3
You decide to make a god.
Don't have no commandments,
no Renaissance altarpieces, no
relics, tax-sheltered televangelists,
funny hats.
You do have yourself.
Wow, god acts like Walt Whitman.

4
You decide to tell your sweetheart
how much you like humping him or her
but even as you're coming,
his/her nipples stiff as pearls
under your palm, you know
there's something deeper you love.

5
You decide to make a flower.
You don't have any seeds, bees,
bat guano, engravings, pitchforks,
sunshine, scarecrows.
You have a feeling though.
Presto.

6
You decide to make a gift.
You have artificial eyes, education,
lightweight wing material,
electricity, sugar, chlorophyll,
a bedroom, doo-wop.
I can't wait.

7
You decide to make a moon
then realize you don't have room
anywhere to put it.
One moon will have to provide
enough rhyming opportunities.

8
You decide to make a suspension bridge.
You look through a toilet paper tube.
You have the day off.
Call Tony but he's on his way to the Cape.
Watch a TV show about paratrooping supermodels.
Wipe gunk off a surface.
Your cat tells you it's dinnertime
but it's only three o'clock.

9
You decide to make a match.
Don't have any sulfur
or magnesium. No striking surface,
accelerant or slogan. You give up
and sleep and a bride-sized spark plug
tells you to look within.
There's a sea horse.

10
You are in your pajamas
eating cold pizza
when you decide to make a coyote.
Now all you need is a pregnant coyote.

--Dean Young

 

[darkerdreamer]

Like Father, Like Son by The Game (severely edited)

I hope you grow becoming everything you can be,
that's all I wanted for you youngin'.
Like father, like son.
But in the end I hope you only turn out better than me,
I hope you know I love you youngin'.
Like father, like son.

They say every time somebody die
a child is born.
So I thank the nigger who died
for the birth of my son.
11:32 she screamin' at the top of her lungs.
I'm panicking, nurse yellin' for the doctor to come.

All I can remember is Lamaze class,
"Breath baby, one... two... three... four..."
11:46 the head out, she screamin' makin' crazy noise.
Pain is love, my stomach folding like a Laz-E-Boy.

Nose, ears, eyes, chin... just like your daddy.
I'll die before you grow up and be just like your daddy.

I hope you grow becoming everything you can be,
that's all I wanted for you youngin'.
Like father, like son.
But in the end I hope you only turn out better than me,
I hope you know I love you youngin'.
Like father, like son.

 

[darkerdreamer]

Bonus

The Pixies - Hey

Live, of course. That's the only way to experience punk.

(That has to be one of the hottest songs ever, in my opinion.)

 

[darkerdreamer]

Posted this in AH but somehow I think PFD folks will appreciate it more.

This is almost a movie, I consider it an epic poem set to music. In actuality, it is three days of filming in Portland, Oregon played to the music of Elliott Smith, an absolute genius who missed the train to stardom.

Find it here, it's well worth ten minutes of your time.

"Did you add up
all the cords left to play
to zero?"

 

[darkerdreamer]

On my Elliott Smith kick.

This is the perfect song. I might only believe this because of its appearance in The Royal Tenenbaums. The perfect attempt.

 

[unapologetic]

James Taylor/Carolina in My Mind

I've had two James Taylor songs stuck in my head for the last week. I kinda hope they don't go away. I'll put them in separate posts...

In my mind I'm goin' to Carolina
Can't you see the sunshine
Can't you just feel the moonshine
Ain't it just like a friend of mine
It hit me from behind
Yes I'm gone to Carolina in my mind

Karen she's a silver sun
You best walk her way and watch it shinin'
Watch her watch the mornin' come
A silver tear appearing now
I'm cryin' ain't I
Gone to Carolina in my mind

There ain't no doubt it no ones mind
That loves the finest thing around
Whisper something soft and kind
And hey babe the sky's on fire,
I'm dyin' ain't I
Gone to Carolina in my mind

In my mind I'm goin' to Carolina
Can't you see the sunshine
Can't you just feel the moonshine
Ain't it just like a friend of mine
It hit me from behind
Yes I'm goin' to Carolina in my mind

Dark and silent late last night
I think I might have heard the highway calling
Geese in flight and dogs that bite
Signs that might be omens say I going, going
I'm gone to Carolina in my mind

With a holy host of others standing around me
Still I'm on the dark side of the moon
And it seems like it goes on like this forever
You must forgive me
If I'm up and gone to Carolina in my mind

In my mind I'm goin' to Carolina
Can't you see the sunshine
Can't you just feel the moonshine
Ain't it just like a friend of mine
It hit me from behind
Yes I'm gone to Carolina in my mind
Gone to Carolina in my mind
Then I'm on to Carolina in my mind
Gone to Carolina in my mind
Gone - I'm gone - I'm gone
Say nice things about me
'Cause I'm gone south
Carry on without me
'Cause I'm gone

 

[unapologetic]

James Taylor/Something in the Way She Moves

There's something in the way she moves,
Or looks my way, or calls my name,
That seems to leave this troubled world behind.
And if I'm feeling down and blue,
Or troubled by some foolish game,
She always seems to make me change my mind.

And I feel fine anytime she's around me now,
She's around me now
Almost all the time
And if I'm well you can tell she's been with me now,
She's been with me now, quite a long, long time
And I feel fine.

Every now and then the things I lean on lose their meaning
And I find myself careening
Into places where I should not let me go.
She has the power to go where no one else can find me
Yes, and to silently remind me
Of the happiness and good times that I know, got to know.

It isn't what she's got to say
But how she thinks and where she's been
To me, the words are nice, the way they sound
I like to hear them best that way
It doesn't much matter what they mean
If she says them mostly just to calm me down

And I feel fine anytime she's around me now,
She's around me now
Almost all the time
And if I'm well you can tell she's been with me now,
She's been with me now quite a long, long time
And I feel fine.

__________________________

That one always makes me think of my husband thinking of me. The true but sappy stories of unapologetic...

 

[Angeline]

There's something in the way she moves,
Or looks my way, or calls my name,
That seems to leave this troubled world behind.
And if I'm feeling down and blue,
Or troubled by some foolish game,
She always seems to make me change my mind.

And I feel fine anytime she's around me now,
She's around me now
Almost all the time
And if I'm well you can tell she's been with me now,
She's been with me now, quite a long, long time
And I feel fine.

Every now and then the things I lean on lose their meaning
And I find myself careening
Into places where I should not let me go.
She has the power to go where no one else can find me
Yes, and to silently remind me
Of the happiness and good times that I know, got to know.

It isn't what she's got to say
But how she thinks and where she's been
To me, the words are nice, the way they sound
I like to hear them best that way
It doesn't much matter what they mean
If she says them mostly just to calm me down

And I feel fine anytime she's around me now,
She's around me now
Almost all the time
And if I'm well you can tell she's been with me now,
She's been with me now quite a long, long time
And I feel fine.

__________________________

That one always makes me think of my husband thinking of me. The true but sappy stories of unapologetic...

This is one of my all-time favorite songs. Beautiful lyric and melody--and James has such an expressive voice. It reminds me of old-time standards, which I think are the best.

 

[Tathagata]

for easter

Are You Drinking With Me, Jesus?
(Peter Berryman)

Do you nestle by my barstool
Makin' me so calm within
Have you touched me with your warmness
Or have I pissed my self again?

Are you drinkin' with me Jesus
I can't see you very clear
If you're drinkin' with me Jesus
Won't you buy a friend a beer?

If you're omnipresent, Jesus
You don't have to use the phone
If you're always by my side, Lord
You need never drink alone

Do you teeter with me, Jesus
On my way home so forlorn
If you think that you feel bad now
Wait until tomorrow morn

Does your head pound with the masses
As hungover you do rise
What does heaven look like, Jesus
Seen through holy bloodshot eyes

Should we take a taxi, Jesus
Should we try to walk from here
I know you can walk on water
Can you walk on this much beer?

 

[GuiltyPleasure]

American Tune

Many's the time I've been mistaken, and many times confused
Yes and I've often felt forsaken, and certainly misused
Ah but I'm alright, I'm alright, I'm just weary thru my bones
Still you don't expect to be bright and bon-vivant
So far away from home, so far away from home

And I don't know a soul who's not been battered
I don't have a friend who feels at ease
I don't know a dream that's not been shattered or driven to its knees
But it's alright, it's alright, for we live so well, so long
Still, when I think of the road we're traveling on
I wonder what's gone wrong, I can't help it I wonder what's gone wrong

And I dreamed I was dying, I dreamed that my soul rose unexpectedly
And looking back down at me, smiled reassuringly
And I dreamed I was flying, and high up above my eyes could clearly see
The statue of liberty, sailing away to sea, and I dreamed I was flying

But we come on a ship they called Mayflower
We come on a ship that sailed the moon
We come in the ages' most uncertain hours and sing an American tune
And it's alright, oh it's alright, it's alright, you can be forever blessed
Still tomorrow's gonna be another working day and I'm trying to get some rest
That's all I'm trying, to get some rest​

 

[ruminator]

g'morning all

I just love this place.

Good Literotica is the best start to a great day.

 

[Angeline]

g'morning all

I just love this place.

Good Literotica is the best start to a great day.

Hi Rumi.

 

[ruminator]

Hi Rumi.

sweet feet ya got there



they look nice all dressed up like that

Can we write our own lyrics here in this thread?

 

[Angeline]

sweet feet ya got there



they look nice all dressed up like that

Can we write our own lyrics here in this thread?

Why thank you. They're my tribute to the Red Sox.

You can write your own lyrics in here if you like. Why not? It's a good idea!

 

[ruminator]

I found a letter I wrote for you long ago,
at the bottom of a dusty old cardboard box.
Can't remember now why I never sent it,
but I stll own the wall I built
when you didn't answer
or bother to write me back.

These stones have been cold and heavy
laid them all by hand, myself, one by one
Protected me from the damage
your love could do when I let it
years ago, when I thought we would last

Which lapse of memory was the one
that put you on the other side of this wall
A thoughtless insensitivity
Even one was too many
and I never meant to do any at all.


Another dusty box I found, still packed
from the day you moved into my life
New and crisp, strong and sturdy then
the day we packed away
the hopes and dreams until later
They could've made it through
if we had looked back a little sooner
and opened that box now and then

Which lapse of memory was the one
that put you on the other side of this wall
A thoughtless insensitivity
Even one was too many
and you never meant to do any at all.

I found an old diary of yours
in the last carton that we packed away
I put it back without opening to read
you still have your privacy, I respect
I'll never know for certain what you thought
never did, couldn't know what to expect

Which lapse of memory was the one
that put you on the other side of this wall
A thoughtless insensitivity
Even one was too many
and we never meant to do any at all.

J

 

[unapologetic]

I've had these two stuck in my head for days

Monty Python - Sit On My Face

Sit on my face and tell me that you love me
I'll sit on your face and tell you I love you too
I love to hear you oralize
When I'm between your thighs
You blow me away.

Sit on my face and let my lips embrace you
I'll sit on your face and then I'll love you truly
Life can be fine if we both sixty nine
If we sit on our faces
In all sorts of places
And play till we're blown away.


I Like Chinese Lyrics - Monty Python

The world today seems absolutely crackers,
With nuclear bombs to blow us all sky high.
There's fools and idiots sitting on the trigger.
It's depressing and it's senseless, and that's why...
I like Chinese.
I like Chinese.
They only come up to your knees,
Yet they're always friendly, and they're ready to please.

I like Chinese.
I like Chinese.
There's nine hundred million of them in the world today.
You'd better learn to like them; that's what I say.

I like Chinese.
I like Chinese.
They come from a long way overseas,
But they're cute and they're cuddly, and they're ready to please.

I like Chinese food.
The waiters never are rude.
Think of the many things they've done to impress.
There's Maoism, Taoism, I Ching, and Chess.

So I like Chinese.
I like Chinese.
I like their tiny little trees,
Their Zen, their ping-pong, their yin, and yang-ese.

I like Chinese thought,
The wisdom that Confucious taught.
If Darwin is anything to shout about,
The Chinese will survive us all without any doubt.

So, I like Chinese.
I like Chinese.
They only come up to your knees,
Yet they're wise and they're witty, and they're ready to please.

Wo ai zhongguo ren.
Wo ai zhongguo ren.
Wo ai zhongguo ren.
Ni hao ma; ni hao ma; ni hao ma; zaijien!

I like Chinese.
I like Chinese.
Their food is guaranteed to please,
A fourteen, a seven, a nine, and lychees.

I like Chinese.
I like Chinese.
I like their tiny little trees,
Their Zen, their ping-pong, their yin, and yang-ese.

I like Chinese.
I like Chinese.
They only come up to your knees...

 

[GuiltyPleasure]

That's better than having The Lumberjack Song stuck there..............





......DAMN!

 

[ruminator]

That's better than having The Lumberjack Song stuck there..............





......DAMN!

why so glum, chum?

 

[unapologetic]

Dave Matthews Band - Typical Situation

Ten fingers we have each
Nine planets around the sun repeat
Eight ball is the last if you triumphant be
Seven oceans pummel the shores of the sea

It's a typical situation
In these typical times
Too many choices
Everybody's happy
Everybody's free
We'll keep the big door open
Everyone will come around
Why are you different
Why are you that way
If you don't get in line
We'll lock you away

Six senses feeling
Five around a sense of self
Four seasons turn on and turn off
I can see three corners from this corner
Two's a perfect number
But one, well

Everybody's happy
Everybody's free
We'll keep the big door open
Everyone will come around
Why are you different
Why are you that way
If you don't get in line
We'll lock you away

It's a typical situation
In these typical times
We can't do a thing about it
Too many choices

 

[Rybka]

Don't know if this has been posted here before, but a regional radio station has just started playing it (and calling it light classical rock), and I have only know heard it. I really like it.



Album: Live Like You Were Dying

Live Like You Were Dying​

Tim McGraw (2004)

He said I was in my early forties
with a lot of life before me
when a moment came that stopped me on a dime
and I spent most of the next days
looking at the x-rays
Talking bout the options
and talking bout sweet time
I asked him when it sank in
that this might really be the real end
how's it hit you when you get that kinda news
man what'd you do

and he said
I went sky diving
I went Rocky Mountain climbing
I went 2.7 seconds on a bull named Fu Manchu
and I loved deeper and I spoke sweeter
and I gave forgiveness I'd been denying
and he said someday I hope you get the chance
to live like you were dying.

He said I was finally the husband
that most the time I wasn't
and I became a friend a friend would like to have
and all the sudden going fishin
wasn't such an imposition
and I went three times that year I lost my dad
well I finally read the good book
and I took a good long hard look
at what I'd do if I could do it all again

and then
I went sky diving
I went Rocky Mountain climbing
I went 2.7 seconds on a bull named Fu Manchu
and I loved deeper and I spoke sweeter
and I gave forgiveness I'd been denying
and he said someday I hope you get the chance
to live like you were dying.

Like tomorrow was a gift and you got eternity to think about
what'd you do with it what did you do with it
what did I do with it
what would I do with it'

Sky diving
I went Rocky Mountain climbing
I went 2.7 seconds on a bull named Fu Manchu
and then I loved deeper and I spoke sweeter
and I watched an eagle as it was flying
and he said someday I hope you get the chance
to live like you were dying.

To live like you were dying
To live like you were dying
To live like you were dying
To live like you were dying​

 

[EriAliSaa]

That's better than having The Lumberjack Song stuck there..............





......DAMN!

Oh I like the lumberjack song! Crazy Canadians! LOL I think that Jackyl is going in the car now that you mention it. Of course with kids in the car I can't play "She loves my cock". Oh well I will live.

Hey Tristesse,

"I'm a lumberjack baby!

I'm gonna to cut you down to size...."

Sorry and thanks for idea, I have been bored with music for awhile and there is only so much Enya one can listen to.

 

[EriAliSaa]

That's better than having The Lumberjack Song stuck there..............





......DAMN!

Oooo! Look what I found! Love this song. I love how it is fast and hard. It also reminds me of a relationship I was in. It was a great relationship. Never saw each other much. Separate rooms. Split the bills. Fantastic sex. Only problem was when we did see each other for longer than the sex lasted. God we couldn't stand each other!

Enjoy

Just like a Devil - Jackyl

It's hell in the morning to look at you lying in my bed
Another morning after, you know I'm wishing you were dead
Maybe hot by a truck, rammed by a train
You must be crazy 'cause you're driving me insane

I'm just like a devil, you're just like a witch
You only like me because I scratch your itch
I'm too much a bastard, you just like to bitch
I'm just like a devil, you're my witch

I drag my ass into work, I hate my job
You know my boss is gay
You wonder why I save my dough
Then wonder why you have to pay my way
I should give you up, walk away
Walk away I know I should
But the fact still remains
You're finger licking good

In the midnight hour the smell of love filling up the room
I keep my horns nice and sharp to keep you quick on your broom
You like to raise lots of Hell
I like to lower the boom

I'm just like a devil, you're just like a witch
You only like me because I scratch your itch
I'm too much a bastard, you just like to bitch
I'm just like a devil, you're my witch