What's your favorite lyric from a song?

Just curious what stays with people...
Oh I don't really have anything against them, but in the sea of interesting and memorable lyrics, I wouldn't include any of theirs among my favorites, or ones that I consider special, and I noticed that you listed 2 of their songs. We're all touched by different things.
From When the Whip Comes Down,

Yeah I'm going down fifty-third street
And they spit in my face
I'm learning the ropes
Yeah I'm learning a trade
The East River truckers
Are churning with trash
I've got so much money
That I spend so fast
"You are my home
wherever you go.
Anywhere you stand,
is my piece of land.
You are my home.

Your six one frame.
My address is your name.
High ceilings grand halls,
walls are just walls,
and you are my home.

You are my home
wherever you go.
Anywhere you stand,
is my piece of land.
You are my home.

The bering sea,
the barrier reef,
anywhere you breathe,
is where I believe,
I'm meant to be.

You are my home
wherever you go.
Anywhere you stand,
is my piece of land. 
You are my home."

Amanda Shires "You Are My Home"
Favourite Clash lyric - great reminder there’s always worse places than where you might be now.

Straight to Hell

If you can play on the fiddle
How’s about a British jig and reel?
Speaking King’s English in quotation
As railhead towns feel the steel mills rust
Water froze
In the generation
Clear as winter ice
This is your paradise
There ain’t no need for ya
There ain’t no need for ya
Go straight to hell, boys, go straight to hell, boys

Wanna join in a chorus
Of the Amerasian blues?
When it’s Christmas out in Ho Chi Minh City
Kiddie say papa papa papa papa pappa-san, take me home
See me got
Photo photo photograph of you and mamma mamma mamma-san
Of you and mamma mamma mamma-san
Let me tell you ’bout your blood, bamboo kid
It ain’t Coca-Cola, it’s rice

Straight to hell
Go straight to hell boys
Go straight to hell
Go straight to hell boys
Oh Papa-san
Please take me home
Oh Papa-san
Everybody, they wanna go home

So Mamma-san says
You want to play mind-crazed banjo
On the druggy-drag ragtime U.S.A.?
In Parkland International
Ha, junkie-dom U.S.A
Where pro-caine proves the purest rock man groove
And rat poison
The volatile Molotov says
Straight to hell
Can you really cough it up loud and strong?
The immigrants, they wanna sing all night long
It could be anywhere
Most likely could be any frontier any hemisphere
In no-man’s-land
There ain’t no asylum here
King Solomon he never lived ’round here

Straight to hell, boys
Go straight to hell, boys
Go straight to hell, boys
Go straight to hell, boys
Oh, papa-san, please take me home
Lyrics from Star Star that might have got buried in the mix,

Yeah, Ali McGraw got mad with you
For givin' head to Steve McQueen
Yeah, you and me we made a pretty pair
Fallin' through the silver screen
Honey, I'm open to anythin'
I don't know where to draw the line
Yeah, I'm makin' bets that you gonna get
John Wayne before he dies

"You gotta make like you wanna kneel and pray-ay-ay-ay"
 "And then a little-bit-of-soul will come your way"

Music Explosion: Little bit of Soul - 1967 
"Starf*cker, starf*cker star" - from the Rolling Stones' song "Star Star" off of Goat's Head Soup! In fact, those are the only words in the whole song! I have the LP! Mick, what were you thinking?
"See those fault lines laid out like landmines
It's hard to relax
A promise broken, the ground breaks open
Love falls through the cracks

And I have a few of my own
I got a few of my own fault lines
Running under my life
Running under my life

I'm alone here, I play the odds, dear
I go where I please
Down below, the man I know
Might not be me

And I got a few of my own
I got a few of my own fault lines
Running under my life
Running under my life

On the high-wire, above the wildfire
An old acrobat
On faulty cable, still he's able
Not to fall flat

And I got a few of my own
I got a few of my own fault lines
Running under my life
Running under my life"

Tom Petty  "Fault Lines"

Stones’ All the Way Down (Excerpt)

She went all the way 
All the way down 
She went all the way, all the way 
She showed me love a hundred ways 
How she pimped and how she paid 
All the daughters, all the sons 
All were welcome, all would come 
We went all the way 
All the way down 
We went all the way, all the way 
I was King, Mr. Cool 
Just a snobby little fool 
(Like kids are now.) 
I dreamed of reaching greater heights 
I raved about it every night 
Talk is cheap

My favourite sequence from Pepper.

"People running round it's five o'clock
Everywhere in town is getting dark
Everyone you see is full of life
It's time for tea and meet the wife

Somebody needs to know the time, glad that I'm here
Watching the skirts you start to flirt now you're in gear
Go to a show you hope she goes
I've got nothing to say but it's OK"

Well, it is June 1st.
What the hell did you expect to find
Aphrodite on a bar-stool by your side?
-Pieces of the Night by Doug Hopkins,  Gin Blossoms 

Man, they sure do miss him....here's another classic,
You can't call it cheatin'
Cause she reminds me of you...
-Cheatin' by Doug Hopkins and Jesse Valenzuela, Gin Blossoms

"I ain't never been with a woman long enough, before my boots could get old,
We've been together so long, they both need resoled,
Never said that I love you, even though it's so, 
It's a good time for me to head on down the road"

Heard It In A Love Song
Marshall Tucker Band
I heard the following on SiriusXM the other day. Touching lyrics, and sang very nicely IMO except for the part near the end when his singing verges on yelling.

At the end of a rainbow,
You´ll find a pot of gold.
At the end of a story,
You´ll find it´s all been told.
But our love has a treasure
Our hearts can always spend.
And it has a story without any end.

At the end of a river,
The water stops its flow.
At the end of a highway,
There´s no place you can go.
But just tell me you love me
And you are only mine,
And our love will go on till the end of time.
"The End," Earl Grant (1958)


-- Al

Yeah ten thousand dollars, go have some fun
Put it all on at a hundred to one
Hang fire, hang fire, hang fire, put it on the wire, baby
Doo doo
Doo doo, hang fire, hang fire put it on the wire
Hang fire, hang fire, hang fire, hang fire
How about a couple of Petula Clark lyrics to brighten up this Sunday evening?

This first one featuring these beautiful lines written by none less than Charlie Chaplin himself.

"Love, this is my song
Here is a song, a serenade to you
The world cannot be wrong
If in this world there’s you"

and this second one from Who Am I is somewhat atypical of her usual style but no less charming for that.

"The buildings reach up to the sky.
The traffic thunders on the busy street.
The pavement slips beneath my feet.
I walk alone and wonder
who am I?

I close my eyes and I can fly.
And I escape from all this worldly strife,
restricted by routine of life,
but still I can’t discover
who am I."

She showed me love a hundred ways 
How she pimped and how she paid 
All the daughters, all the sons 
All were welcome, all would come
I thought on 1 more that I have loved for decades!
devil in the deep blue sea behind me
vanish in the air, you’ll never find me
i will turn your face to alabaster
when find your servant in your master
She had rings on her fingers and bells on her shoes.
And I knew without asking she was into the blues.
“Happened back in the bayou many years ago
Satan came to take him and he did it real slow
Well, they rushed him back to see the doctor
The doctor just shook his head
Twenty years of rotgut whiskey
Done killed this poor man dead
He drank ole poison whiskey
'Til it killed him dead”

“Poison Whisky” Lynyrd Skynyrd 
Feels like it's time for a couple of deep lines from Dylan. The first from Subterranean Homesick Blues,

"Don't follow leaders, watch the parkin' meters"

and a tricky one from It's Alright, Ma 

"Proves to warn that he not busy being born
Is busy dying"

The following lyric from Blonde on Blonde eventually lead me into reading the Steinbeck novel. 

"With your sheet-metal memory of Cannery Row,
And your magazine-husband who one day just had to go,"

Unfortunately, great book that it is, my memory of it is not 'sheet metal'. Far from it. Maybe time to revisit it this summer.

" This shirt is old and faded
all the color's washed away
I've had it now for more damn years
that I can count anyway
I wear it beneath my jacket
with the collar turned up high
so old I should replace it
but I'm not about to try

This shirt's got silver buttons
and a place upon the sleeve
where I use to set my heart up
right there where anyone could see
this shirt is the one I wore
to every boring high school dance
where the boys ignored the girls
and we all pretended to like the band

This shirt was a pillow for my head
on a train through Italy
this shirt was a blanket beneath my love
we made in Argeles
this shirt was lost for three whole days
in a town near Buffalo
till I found the locker key
in a downtown Trailways bus depot

This shirt was the one I lent you
and when you gave it back
it had a rip inside the sleeve
where you rolled your cigarettes
It was the place I put my heart
now look where you put a tear
I forgave your thoughtlessness
but not the boy who put it there

This shirt was the place your cat
decided to give birth to five
and we stayed up all night watching
and we wept when the last one died
this shirt is just an old faded piece
of cotton
shining like the memories
inside those silver buttons

And this shirt is a grand old relic
with a grand old history
I wear it now for Sunday chores
cleaning house and raking leaves
I wear it beneath my jacket
with the collar turned up high
so old I should replace it
but I'm not about to try"

Mary Chapin Carpenter  "This Shirt"

Too many masters to mention, Dylan, Waits, Cohen, Taupin Knopfler, Simon, Lennon, Springsteen... Roger Waters here...

And all that is now
And all that is gone
And all that's to come
And everything under

The sun is in tune
But the sun is eclipsed
By the moon”

Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail, A smile from a veil, Do you think you can tell. Did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts... “

We’re just two lost souls living in a fish bowl year after year”

By the way which one’s Pink”

Hush now baby, baby, don't you cry.
Mama's gonna make all your nightmares come true.
Mama's gonna put all her fears into you.
Mama's gonna keep you right here under her wing.
She won't let you fly, but she might let you sing.
Mama's gonna keep baby cozy and warm.
Ooh baby, ooh baby, ooh baby,
Of course mama's gonna help build the wall”

I've got wild staring eyes
And I've got a strong urge to fly
But I got nowhere to fly to
Ooh, babe when I pick up the phone
there's still nobody home”

All alone, or in two's
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands
The bleeding hearts and the artists
Make their standAnd when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
Banging your heart against some mad bugger's wall”

And as the windshield melts 
My tears evaporate 
Leaving only charcoal to defend. 
Finally I understand the feelings of the few. 
Ashes and diamonds 
Foe and friend 
We were all equal in the end“

Ooh western woman
Ooh western girl
And the children of Melrose
Strut their stuff
Is absolute zero cold enough
And out in the valley warm and clean
The little ones sit by their TV screens
No thoughts to think
No tears to cry
All sucked dry
Down to the very last breath
Bartender what is wrong with me

Why am I so out of breath
The captain said excuse me ma'am
This species has amused itself to death
Amused itself to death

We watched the tragedy unfold
We did as we were told
We bought and sold
It was the greatest show on earth
But then it was over
We ohhed and aahed
We drove our racing cars
We ate our last few jars of caviar
And somewhere out there in the stars
A keen-eyed look-out
Spied a flickering light
Our last hurrah
And when they found our shadows
Grouped around the TV sets
They ran down every lead
They repeated every test
They checked out all the data on their lists
And then the alien anthropologists
Admitted they were still perplexed
But on eliminating every other reason
For our sad demise
They logged the only explanation left
This species has amused itself to death
No tears to cry no feelings left
This species has amused itself to death

@tostadosunidos, thanks for the reminder of why Dylan is the most revolutionary lyricist in Pop music history. "A Hard Rain's A Gonna Fall" was recorded about a year before The Beatles recorded their original boy/girl love songs like "I Wanna Hold Your Hand" and "She Loves You". It took Lennon a couple of years to come to terms with what Bob was doing, and it completely changed his (and many others') songwriting (for better or worse).
Far from my favourite Eagles song but great lyrics nevertheless. Well worth a
another mention. 

Already Gone

Well, I heard some people talkin' just the other day
And they said you were gonna put me on a shelf
But let me tell you I got some news for you
And you'll soon find out it's true
And then you'll have to eat your lunch all by yourself'
Cause I'm already gone
And I'm feelin' strong
I will sing this vict'ry song
Woo hoo hoo, my my, woo hoo hoo

The letter that you wrote me made me stop and wonder why
But I guess you felt like you had to set things right
Just remember this, my girl, when you look up in the sky
You can see the stars and still not see the light (that's right)

And I'm already gone
And I'm feelin' strong
I will sing this vict'ry song
Woo hoo hoo, my my, woo hoo hoo

Well, I know it wasn't you who held me down
Heaven knows it wasn't you who set me free
So often times it happens that we live our lives in chains
And we never even know we have the key

But me, I'm already gone
And I'm feelin' strong
I will sing this vict'ry song

Cause I'm already gone
Yes, I'm already gone
And I'm feelin' strong
I will sing this vict'ry song
'Cause I'm already gone 

1994 Live in New York
"Well, I came upon a child of God
He was walking along the road
And I asked him, "tell me, where are you going?”
This he told me

Said, "I’m going down to Yasgur’s Farm
Gonna join in a rock and roll band
Got to get back to the land
And set my soul free”

We are stardust,
we are golden
And we’ve got to get ourselves
Back to the garden"
Crosby, Stills & Nash - "Woodstock"

A Hard Rain's a Gonna Fall
Bob Dylan

Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son?Oh, where have you been, my darling young one?
I've stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains
I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked highways
I've stepped in the middle of seven sad forests
I've been out in front of a dozen dead oceans
I've been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard
And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall

Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed son?Oh, what did you see, my darling young one?
I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around it
I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it
I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin'
I saw a room full of men with their hammers a-bleedin'
I saw a white ladder all covered with water
I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken
I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard
And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall

And what did you hear, my blue-eyed son?And what did you hear, my darling young one?
I heard the sound of a thunder, it roared out a warnin'
Heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world
Heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin'
Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter
Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard
And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall

Oh, who did you meet, my blue-eyed son?Who did you meet, my darling young one?
I met a young child beside a dead pony
I met a white man who walked a black dog
I met a young woman whose body was burning
I met a young girl, she gave me a rainbow
I met one man who was wounded in love
I met another man who was wounded with hatred
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall
Oh, what'll you do now, my blue-eyed son?Oh, what'll you do now, my darling young one?
I'm a-goin' back out 'fore the rain starts a-fallin'
I'll walk to the depths of the deepest black forest
Where the people are many and their hands are all empty
Where the pellets of poison are flooding their waters
Where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison
Where the executioner's face is always well-hidden
Where hunger is ugly, where souls are forgotten
Where black is the color, where none is the number
And I'll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it
And reflect it from the mountain so all souls can see it
Then I'll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin'
But I'll know my song well before I start singin'
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall

"Damn the lump in my throat
damn the hole in my coat
damn the rain that just won't quit
damn the sorry waste of it

Damn the truth, damn the lies
Damn the look behind your eyes
Damn the day, damn the night
Goddamn the losing light

  There ain't no boat, there ain't no train
  To take us back, the way we came
   Ain't no shelter from this hard rain
   The cure for the pain is the pain
   The cure for the pain is the pain

It's not like we think it's gonna be
Not like the movies that you see
Ain't no soaring violins
Just machines an medicines

So bless these pills  bless these sheets
Bless the food you can't eat
Bless the damned who walk these halls
And God have mercy on us all

  There ain't no drug, there ain't no cure
  To make it like it was before
  Ain't no shelter from this hard rain
  The cure for the pain is the pain
  The cure for the pain is the pain"

Gretchen Peters  "The Cure for the Pain"
Love Is Strange 

"Love - love is strange
Lot of people take it for a game
Once you get it - you're in an awful fix
After you've had it - you never want to quit

Many people don't understand, no no
They think lovin', yeah yeah - is money in the hand
Your sweet lovin' - is better than a kiss, yeah yeah
When you leave me - sweet kisses I miss"

As for Buddy Holly's (overdub) version here -

- all I want to say is that so, so beautiful this record is.
Can't think of the best Scott Walker lyric but this is one I never tire of. Walker did a lot to popularise Brel, rightly so.

"If I became deaf, dumb and blind
Because I pitied all mankind
And broke my heart to make things right
I know that every single night
When my angelic work was through
The angels and the Devil too
Would sing my childhood song to me
About the time they called me "Jacky"

If I could be for only an hour
If I could be for an hour every day
If I could be for just one little hour
Cute in a stupid ass way"

Some great lines stay in the memory from the Sex Pistols ’The Great Rock 'n' Roll Swindle’, but the best might be the intro,

"People said we couldn’t play
They called us foul-mouthed yobs
But the only notes that really count
Are the ones that come in wads"

Another example of a great song coming at a bad time for the band.
The outro still kicks hard 40 years later,

"Elvis Presley died in 1959
Chuck Berry you’re a big ugly fucker (?)
Ian Dury Cockney Fraud
Mick Jagger white nigga
Bob Dylan got a parking ticket stuck to his arsehole
David Bowie you are a bloody cunt

Rod Stewart‘s got a luggage label tied to his tonsils
Elton John hair transplant
Sid Vicious Rock and Roll Cliché
Paul Cook bare bones
Johnny Rotten he’s got his knickers knotted (?)
Rock and roll swindle
It’s a swindle!"

"They called me up in Tennessee
They said "Tammy, stand by the JAMs"
But if you don’t like what they’re going to do,
You better not stop them ’cause they’re coming through
(bring the beat back)
(Hey hey)
All bound for Mu Mu Land (justified!)
(Hey hey)
All bound for Mu Mu Land (justified!)
Mu Mu Land
Mu Mu Land
All bound for Mu Mu Land
They’re Justified, and they’re Ancient,
And they drive an ice cream van.
(just roll it from the top)
They’re Justified and they’re Ancient,
With still no master plan."

The trip of a lifetime for Tammy Wynette who later said,

"I really don’t know why they (KLF) chose me. I was apprehensive at first, but I’m really excited with the way it’s all turned out", Wynette said. "Mu Mu Land looks a lot more interesting than Tennessee.... But I wouldn’t want to live there."
"Mama looked down and spit on the ground every time my name gets mentioned
Papa said "Oy! if I get that boy
I'm gonna stick him in the house of detention"

- Me and Julio Down By the Schoolyard by Paul Simon -
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"What goes on in Detox Mansion
Outside the rubber room
We get therapy and lectures
We play golf in the afternoon"

- Detox Mansion by Warren Zevon -  
Jim Morrison must have been reading Joseph Campbell when he wrote this line. It resonates increasingly with me as the years pass by.

"Trade in your hours for a handful of dimes"

I don't exactly hate my job, well only sometimes, but still can't help feel there must be better ways of getting money than working with the public.

"For long you live and high you fly
But only if you ride the tide
Balanced on the biggest wave 
As you race towards an early grave.

Pink Floyd
You're built like a car
You got a hubcap
Diamond star halo
You're dirty sweet
And you're my girl

Shane McGowan is certainly one candidate for the greatest lyricist the UK has produced, but another songwriter, his one-time friend Elvis Costello (also of Irish descent like Morrissey too), has probably has put down more clever couplets and phrases than anyone.

Here's just a of the few memorable ones.

'Nice girls not one with a defect
Cellophane shrink-wrapped, so correct
Red dogs under illegal legs
She looks so good that he gets down and begs'

'She's been a bad girl.
She's like a chemical.
Though you try to stop it,
she's like a narcotic.
You wanna torture her.
You wanna talk to her.
All the things you bought for her,
putting up your temp'rature.'

'You either shut up or get cut up;
they don't wanna hear about it.
It's only inches on the reel-to-reel.
And the radio is in the hands of such a lot of fools tryin' to anaesthetise the way that you feel'

'And it's the damage that we do
And never know
It's the words that we don't say
That scare me so

Somehow I found myself down at the dockside
Thinking of the old days of Liverpool and Rotherhide
The transparent people who live on the other side
Living a life that is almost like suicide'

'Your body speaks much louder than your voice
You let it do the talking so I don't have any choice'

'But if your patience is exhausted and you still cannot decide
You're sitting in the garage contemplating suicide
And you have no motivation you can't even catch your breath
All of this acceleration is driving you to death'

'When I said that I was lying I might have been lying
Never let me hear you say you're not trying'

'So in this almost empty gin palace
Through a two-way looking glass
You see your Alice'

'There's a tuppeny hapenny millionaire
Looking for a fourpenny one
With a tight grip on the short hairs
Of the public imagination'

'They talked to the sister, the father and the mother
With a microphone in one hand and a chequebook in the other'

'I saw a newspaper picture from the political campaign
A woman was kissing a child, who was obviously in pain
She spills with compassion, as that young child's face in her hands she grips
Can you imagine all that greed and avarice coming down on that child's lips?'

'Two newspaper editors like playground sneaks
Running the book on which of them is going to last the week
One of them calls to me
And he says, "I know you"
"You gave me this tattoo back in '82"
"You were a spoilt child then with a record to plug"
"And I was a shaven headed seaside thug"
"Things haven't really changed that much"
"One of us is still getting paid too much"'

Just to wet your whistles again...

"Drinking water tonight because
I drank all the whiskey this mornin’"

Sarah Shook & The Disarmers "Dwight Yoakum"
"God never makes mistakes
he just makes _uck ups"

"_uck Up"  Sarah Shook & The Disarmers"
"The Mona Lisa’s sister doesn’t smile
she tried to pose, but only
for a while
Leonardo sent her home
since then she has lived alone
with her few belongings
and a copy
of a painting of herself unhappy
she is going to burn it
when she’s ready


Get started...Start a fire
Get started...Start a fire

Marylin was lying all alone
with an empty bottle by the phone
Kennedy was not around
She was cold when she was found
but she’d gone were the
goddesses are sleeping
where the molten tougues
of flames are weeping
or when the angels
hearts are beating


Joan of Arc was burning at the stake
somebody had made a big mistake
She lit a cigarette
in an airport where you get
your fingers taken off
for smoking
meanwhile up the road a
factory is choking
the one’s who killed her
work there, I’m not joking


Graham Parker "Get Started, Start a Fire"

A man destine to hang can never drown / From the song "Daniel Cowman" by Regina Spektor  
There is just too many to list, haha! I bet you wouldn't recognize some of the more obscure bands I listen to... I was even surprised when I found them here: https://musiety.com
Yep, the late great Warren Zevon. Play It All Night Long.
"Sweet Home Alabama"
Play That Dead Band's Song
Turn Those Speakers Up Full Blast
Play It All Night Long.

IMO the Greatest Songwriter Of All Time.