What's your favorite lyric from a song?

Just curious what stays with people...


I'm surprised you don't like this hard edged version, I prefer it to the 1966 original.

Of course that's the Kinks themselves, live from their 1996 album, To the Bone. Sounds like Ray on vocals although Dave has covered it himself on occasion.

This is the version made famous by its appearance on The Sopranos episode according to Wiki.

"The track, amongst many others, was reworked by the Kinks for their 1996 release To the Bone. This version featured in the Sopranos season five episode "Cold Cuts".

Just goes to show what versality that bands like the Beatles and the Kinks had. When they wanted to rock, they could rock as hard as anyone.

First line, 

"Honey, don't you be yelling at me when I'm cleaning my gun.

I'll wash the blood off the tailgate when deer seasons's done......."

and then later down the song,

"So if monsignor should pull you aside as you're leaving the church

And I'm out on the ice, dropping lines for the walleye and perch

Tell him it's not your job to bring me to the fold

And I'd rather stand outside in the cold".

Another great song from James McMurtry


That's another great Kinks song that I really love. I didn't like the version that accompanied that video though. I don't know who that artist was.


Ha!  By a strange YouTube algorithm this appears as I'm searching for Do You Remember Walter!

"I won't take all that they hand me down

Make out a smile, though I wear a frown

And I'm not gonna take it all lying down

Cause once I get started, I go to town"




In the same vein, from a different angle:

Gotta make your own rules, child
Gotta brake your own chains
The dreams that posses you
Can blossom and bless you
Or run you insane

Richie Havens - The Hawk

"Ya ain't gonna learn what ya don't wanna know"

This line reminded me of 2 different sets of Dylan lyrics illustrating 2 different kinds of knowledge.


"Your sister sees the future

Like your mama and yourself

You've never learned to read or write

There's no books upon your shelf"

(One More Cup of Coffee : Desire - 1976)



"You can smell the pine wood burnin'

You can hear the school bell ring

Got to get up near the teacher if you can,

If you wanna learn anything"

(Floater : Love and Theft - 2001)



I am angry, I am ill and I'm as ugly as sin.

My irritability keeps me alive and kicking...


Weir/Barlow: "Ya ain't gonna learn what ya don't wanna know" . . . more apt today than ever, unfortunately. 

Not the most uplifting but it creates a clear visual, from Aqualung by Jethro Tull:

"Do you still remember
December's foggy freeze
When the ice that clings on to your beard
Was screaming agony
And you snatch your rattling last breaths
With deep-sea diver sounds
And the flowers bloom
Like madness in the spring"

Some life lessons, from It Ain't Whatcha Eat But the Way How You Chew It, by Delbert McClinton:

"My Daddy told me once he said 'Listen, Son'

You gotta learn to be a man, you can't just be one.

Some people cheating, and other people lyin',

Laughing ain't a pleasure til you know 'bout crying."

Delbert has some great lyrics..."I ain't old, but I've been around a long time" is hitting home as I just turned 65.


Are You Lonesome Tonight originally written by Roy Turk and Lou Handman in 1926 became through Presley's rendition a good an illustration of a soul in trouble as anything else we have seen


I wonder if you're lonesome tonight
You know someone said that the world's a stage
And each of us must play a part
Fate had me playing in love with you as my sweetheart

Act one was where we met
I loved you at first glance
You read your lines so cleverly and never missed a cue

Then came act two, you seemed to change, you acted strange
And why I've never known

Honey, you lied when you said you loved me
And I had no cause to doubt you
But I'd rather go on hearing your lies
Than to go on living without you

Now the stage is bare and I'm standing there
With emptiness all around

And if you won't come back to me
Then they can bring the curtain down

Cod ee say oo pay a loto   
My zeta prestige toupay a floored   
Ray indee pako a gammon   
Solar prestige a pako can nord

"She was filing her nails
 while they're dragging the lake..."

Elvis Costello - Watching the Detectives...
@johnto ,

It used to puzzle me why that song used to get so much flak in the first couple of decades after the release of Pepper.

I guess gradually the world is finally catching up with George:

"We were talking about the space between us all

And the people who hide themselves behind a wall of illusion

Never glimpse the truth, then it’s far too late, when they pass away"

Even in 2021 it’s heavy stuff indeed.

Back in ’67 it was probably a little too much for most listeners.
Beatles Within you and Without youAnd the time will come when you see we're all one, and life flows on within you and without you.
Always felt it fell a little too close to home:

"But I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell" - Matchbox 20
Pile - Don’t Touch Anything:

Those eyes
Swam pretty deep
Let my god
Play referee
But he only speaks
In Japanese

Pile - Leaning on a Wheel:

Getting in our own way
And blaming traffic
And a shitty plan
And other things that are assumed you understand

Head down
And eyes peeled
I wouldn’t call it driving, more like leaning on a wheel

Not happy
And not in love
But let's have a baby to save the marriage that we made up

It's getting in our own way
As of September 2021 is there a more appropriate lyric than this one?

Bob Marley - Natural Mystic

There's a natural mystic blowing through the air
If you listen carefully now you will hear

This could be the first trumpet, might as well be the last
Many more will have to suffer
Many more will have to die
Don't ask me why
Things are not the way they used to be
I won't tell no lie

One and all got to face reality now
Though I've tried to find the answer to all the questions they ask
Though I know it's impossible to go living through the past
Don't tell no lie

There's a natural mystic blowing through the air
Can't keep them down
If you listen carefully now you will hear

Such a natural mystic, blowing through the air.


I’d rather trust in the heart of a killer

Than believe all the lies in a scholar’s brain

I am strange and I have been reckless

But I’ve never been insane

[Larkin Grimm - Link In Your Chain]
Culture Club - It’s a Miracle

Dance with the counterfeit
The plastic smiles and micro heat
I’ll meet you there, I’ll meet you there

Run to the edge of town
Where Hollywood lay its footprints down
Monroe was there but do you really care

It’s a miracle
It’s a miracle
It’s a miracle

It’s a miracle
It’s a miracle
It’s a miracle

And dreams are made of emotion


Malcolm McLaren - Soweto

All the men shall Boogie and Bark
Never be afraid of the Dark
So you decide to make incisions at your home while you're alone, all alone

But you're no tailor, you're no surgeon, none of your cuts go very straight
Every new layer you uncover reveals something else you hate
And then you cracked your head, and broke some bones
And when you glued them back together you found out you did it wrong


Best song about the Beatles break up?

Contemporary accounts did suggest that McCartney was responsible for the break up - if that actually was Paul McCartney of course.

Of course nowadays we all know it was down to Yoko.
Can you have two favorites?
The kid will live and learn
As he watches his bridges burn
From the point of no return    : Steely Dan

Red hair and black leather, my favorite color scheme  : Richard Thompson
King Crimson - Happy Family

Song about the breakup of the Beatles

Judas- Paul McCartney
Jonah- John Lennon
Silas- George Harrison
Rufus- Ringo Starr

Happy family, one hand clap, four went by and none come back.
Brother Judas, ash and sack, swallowed aphrodisiac.
Rufus, Silas, Jonah too sang, "We'll blow our own canoes, "
Poked a finger in the zoo, punctured all the ballyhoo

Whipped the world and beat the clock, wound up with their share of stock.
Silver Rolls from golden rock, shaken by a knock, knock, knock.
Happy family, wave that grin, what goes round must surely spin;
Cheesecake, mousetrap, Grip-Pipe-Thynne cried out, "We're not Rin Tin Tin."

Uncle Rufus grew his nose, threw away his circus clothes
Cousin Silas grew a beard, drew another flask of weird
Nasty Jonah grew a wife, Judas drew his pruning knife.
Happy family one hand clap, four went on but none came back

Happy family, pale applause, each to his revolving doors.
Silas searching, Rufus neat, Jonah caustic, Jude so sweet.
Let their sergeant mirror spin if we lose the barbers win;
Happy family one hand clap, four went on but none came back


Dads always know best - apart from those few times they don’t.

Was he right, or was he wrong?


They’re sure great lines, full of rare self insight.

Deserve to be better known.
Well, the devil made me do it the first time
The second time I done it on my own

Black Rose by Billy Joe Shaver

I was sitting in the Hollywood Hawaiian Hotel.
I was staring in my empty coffee cup.
I was thinking that the gypsy wasn't lyin'.
All the salty margaritas in Los Angeles.
I'm gonna drink 'em up.

And if California slides into the ocean.
Like the mystics and statistics say it will.
I predict this motel will be standing until I pay my bill.

Desperados Under The Eaves by Warren Zevon
I miss your broken china voice - how I wish you were still here with me.
Tom Waits - Hold On

In Tiananmen Square, lost my baby there, my yellow rose and her blood stained clothes, She was a short order pastry chef, from a Dim-Sum dive in Yangthzee tideway, she had shiny hair, she was the daughter of an engineer - won't you shed a tear....
The lyrics of this song puts Pink Floyd frontman Roger Waters at the top of my list.  Its a well crafted song w Don Henley supporting the vocals.
Peter Tosh “I am That I Am”

I’m not in this world
To live up to your expectations
Neither are you here to live up to mine

I don’t owe no one
No obligation
No one owe me none
So everything is fine

I quoted that to my dad a lot in my young adult years…every time he tried to point me in the direction he thought my life should be heading. It would make him explode lol

I’ll miss him this Sunday.
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I'm probably repeating this Dylan line, but it's well worth repeating.

"That he not busy being born is busy dying."

I still remember how side 2 of Bringing it all Back Home blew my mind when I first heard it some 35 years ago, and it sometimes still does.

It's Alright Ma (I'm Only Bleeding)

Darkness at the break of noon
Shadows even the silver spoon
The handmade blade, the child's balloon
Eclipses both the sun and moon
To understand you know too soon
There is no sense in trying.

Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn
Suicide remarks are torn
From the fool's gold mouthpiece
The hollow horn plays wasted words
Proves to warn
That he not busy being born
Is busy dying.

Temptation's page flies out the door
You follow, find yourself at war
Watch waterfalls of pity roar
You feel to moan but unlike before
You discover
That you'd just be
One more person crying.

So don't fear if you hear
A foreign sound to your ear
It's alright, Ma, I'm only sighing.

As some warn victory, some downfall
Private reasons great or small
Can be seen in the eyes of those that call
To make all that should be killed to crawl
While others say don't hate nothing at all
Except hatred.

Disillusioned words like bullets bark
As human gods aim for their mark
Made everything from toy guns that spark
To flesh-colored Christs that glow in the dark
It's easy to see without looking too far
That not much
Is really sacred.

While preachers preach of evil fates
Teachers teach that knowledge waits
Can lead to hundred-dollar plates
Goodness hides behind its gates
But even the president of the United States
Sometimes must have
To stand naked.

An' though the rules of the road have been lodged
It's only people's games that you got to dodge
And it's alright, Ma, I can make it.

Advertising signs that con you
Into thinking you're the one
That can do what's never been done
That can win what's never been won
Meantime life outside goes on
All around you.

You lose yourself, you reappear
You suddenly find you got nothing to fear
Alone you stand with nobody near
When a trembling distant voice, unclear
Startles your sleeping ears to hear
That somebody thinks
They really found you.

A question in your nerves is lit
Yet you know there is no answer fit to satisfy
Insure you not to quit
To keep it in your mind and not fergit
That it is not he or she or them or it
That you belong to.

Although the masters make the rules
For the wise men and the fools
I got nothing, Ma, to live up to.

For them that must obey authority
That they do not respect in any degree
Who despise their jobs, their destinies
Speak jealously of them that are free
Cultivate their flowers to be
Nothing more than something
They invest in.

While some on principles baptized
To strict party platform ties
Social clubs in drag disguise
Outsiders they can freely criticize
Tell nothing except who to idolize
And then say God bless him.

While one who sings with his tongue on fire
Gargles in the rat race choir
Bent out of shape from society's pliers
Cares not to come up any higher
But rather get you down in the hole
That he's in.

But I mean no harm nor put fault
On anyone that lives in a vault
But it's alright, Ma, if I can't please him.

Old lady judges watch people in pairs
Limited in sex, they dare
To push fake morals, insult and stare
While money doesn't talk, it swears
Obscenity, who really cares
Propaganda, all is phony.

While them that defend what they cannot see
With a killer's pride, security
It blows the minds most bitterly
For them that think death's honesty
Won't fall upon them naturally
Life sometimes
Must get lonely.

My eyes collide head-on with stuffed graveyards
False gods, I scuff
At pettiness which plays so rough
Walk upside-down inside handcuffs
Kick my legs to crash it off
Say okay, I have had enough
What else can you show me?

And if my thought-dreams could be seen
They'd probably put my head in a guillotine

But it's alright, Ma, it's life, and life only.

“You’ve got to be trusted,
By the people that you lie to,
So that when they turn their backs on you,
You’ll get the chance to push the knife in”

From “Dogs” off the Pink Floyd “Animals” album.

“Big man, pig man
Ha ha, charade you are,
You well heeled big wheel,
Ha ha, charade you are
You are nearly a laugh,
But you’re really a cry”

From “Pigs” off the Pink Floyd “Animals” album

Instant karma’s gonna get you
Gonna look you right in the face

Better get yourself together darlin’
Join the human race

How in the world you gonna see
Laughin’ at fools like me?

Who on earth d’you think you are
A super star?

Well, right you are
If you should go skating on the thin ice of modern life, dragging behind you the silent reproach and a million tear stained eyes, don’t be surprised when a crack in the ice appears under your feet. You slip out of your depth and out of your mind with your fear flowing out behind you, as you claw the thin ice.

As if that’s not-good enough, this is being sung to a baby. The sea may look warm to you babe, and the sky may look blue. Oooh ooh oooh Baby Blue. Epic.
No one notices the customs slip away...

Al Stewart/On the Border/Year of The Cat
In the Avenues and Alleyways
While you sleep there's a whole world coming alive
Abel and his brother, fighting one another
In and out of every dive
The avenues and alleyways
Where the strong and the quick alone can survive

The avenues and alleyways
Where the soul of a man is easy to buy
Everybody's wheeling
Everybody's dealing
All the low are living high
Every city's got em
Can we ever stop em?
Some of us are gonna try

Tony Christie Avenues and Alleyways

So you see, the only proof
Of what you are is in the way you hear the truth

Don’t be scared, live to win
Although they’re always gonna tell you it’s a sin

In the end, you’re on your own
And there is no one who can stop you being alone

Motorhead - Stay Clean
Johnathan Edwards, not a big fan of the song but I remember it from when I was a kid and it always been stuck in my head. Think the songs name is something line, Sunshine Go Away Today? 

"you can't even run your own life I'll be damn if you will run mine."
It Riles them to believe
That you perceive
The web they weave
And keep on thinking free...

Moody Blues
I’m zipping through the days
At lightning speed
Plug in, flush out
And fire the f***in’ feed

Rocks Off
Rolling Stones

Never realized the passing hours of evening showers
Slip noose hanging in my darkest dreams
I'm strangled by your haunted social scene
Just a pawn outplayed by a dominating queen

Someone Saved My Life Tonight
Bernie Taupin/Elton John

"Beauty I'd always missed
With these eyes before,
Just what the truth is
I can't say anymore."

Moody Blues Nights in White Satin
The Word-Moody Blues

This garden universe vibrates complete
Some, we get a sound so sweet
Vibrations reach on up to become light
And then through gamma, out of sight
Between the eyes and ears there lie
The sounds of color and the light of a sigh
And to hear the sun, what a thing to believe
But it's all around if we could but perceive
To know ultra-violet, infra-red, and x-rays
Beauty to find in so may ways
Two notes of the chord, that's our full scope
But to reach the chord is our life's hope
And to name the chord is important to some
So they give it a word, and the word is OM
The moon is a silver lady glowing through my life
In a little space above the music
I wish upon your face
I wish upon my dreams
In the middle of this crazy world bubbling with pretty pearls and spinning through the blue

Hirth Martinez: The Moone Toone
This one surely needs no introduction.

How many of us still feel like this in later life?

"Remember when you were young, you shone like the sun."

Holiday in Cambodia Dead Kennedys

So, you’ve been to school
For a year or two
And you know you’ve seen it all
In daddy’s car
Thinking you’ll go far
Back east your type don’t crawl
Playing ethnicky jazz
To parade your snazz
On your five-grand stereo
Braggin’ that you know
How the niggers feel cold
And the slum’s got so much soul

It’s time to taste what you most fear
Right Guard will not help you here
Brace yourself, my dear
Brace yourself, my dear
It’s a holiday in Cambodia
It’s tough, kid, but it’s life
It’s a holiday in Cambodia
Don’t forget to pack a wife

You’re a star-belly snitch
You suck like a leech
You want everyone to act like you
Kiss ass while you bitch
So you can get rich
While your boss gets richer off you

Well, you’ll work harder
With a gun in your back
For a bowl of rice a day
Slave for soldiers
Till you starve
Then your head is skewered on a stake

Now you can go where the people are one
Now you can go where they get things done
What you need, my son...
What you need, my son...

Is a holiday in Cambodia
Where people are dressed in black
A holiday in Cambodia
Where you’ll kiss ass or crack

Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot

It’s a holiday in Cambodia
Where you’ll do what you’re told
It’s a holiday in Cambodia
Where the slums got so much soul
Pol Pot

Somehow, even some 41 years later, this song never loses its power.

I first heard it via John Peel on BBC radio. Incredible how times have changed.

For decades I thought Jello was singing "Right, God will not help you here!"