What's your favorite lyric from a song?

I cried when I wrote this song.
Sue me if I play too long.

You know there ain't no devil.
It's just God when he's drunk...

Not to be political, but it is from Bob Dylan’s album Infidels - the song “Sweetheart like You”

”Steal a little and they throw you in jail. Steal a lot and they make you King”

Hollies - Gasoline Alley Bred

I’m gonna heat me some water
Put a shine upon my shoes
Telephone my ma, keep the room above Joe’s
’Cause we’re comin’ back, comin’ back to the homestead

Everythin’ is packed, gettin’ back to the homestead
This time, this time we’ll stay, baby
I know that we could have made it
We had ideas in our heads
And I wish somehow we could have saved it
But we’re gasoline Alley Bred

Yet the years haven’t really been wasted
And I know it in my head
We did good for the life that we tasted
’Cause we’re gasoline Alley


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Of all the Hollies songs this is the one I like to keep on repeat in the car.

Back in my heady student days I remember asking my friend Calvin what he had playing in his headphones. This was something I'd never heard before and quite difficult to take in as 21 year old. But I never forgot it.

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"The Revolution Will Not Be Televised"

You will not be able to stay home, brother
You will not be able to plug in, turn on and cop out
You will not be able to lose yourself on skag and
Skip out for beer during commercials
Because the revolution will not be televised

The revolution will not be televised
The revolution will not be brought to you by Xerox
In 4 parts without commercial interruptions
The revolution will not show you pictures of Nixon
Blowing a bugle and leading a charge by John
Mitchell, General Abrams and Spiro Agnew to eat
Hog maws confiscated from a Harlem sanctuary

The revolution will not be televised
The revolution will not be brought to you by the
Schaefer Award Theatre and will not star Natalie
Wood and Steve McQueen or Bullwinkle and Julia
The revolution will not give your mouth sex appeal
The revolution will not get rid of the nubs
The revolution will not make you look five pounds thinner
Because the revolution will not be televised, Brother

There will be no pictures of you and Willie May
Pushing that shopping cart down the block on the dead run
Or trying to slide that color TV into a stolen ambulance
NBC will not be able to predict the winner at 8:32
On reports from 29 districts
The revolution will not be televised

There will be no pictures of pigs shooting down
Brothers on the instant replay
There will be no pictures of pigs shooting down
Brothers on the instant replay
There will be no pictures of Whitney Young being
Run out of Harlem on a rail with a brand new process
There will be no slow motion or still life of Roy
Wilkins strolling through Watts in a Red, Black and
Green liberation jumpsuit that he has been saving
For just the proper occasion

Green Acres, Beverly Hillbillies, and Hooterville
Junction will no longer be so damned relevant, and
Women will not care if Dick finally got down with
Jane on Search for Tomorrow because Black people
Will be in the street looking for a brighter day
The revolution will not be televised

There will be no highlights on the eleven o'clock
News and no pictures of hairy armed women
Liberationists and Jackie Onassis blowing her nose
The theme song will not be written by Jim Webb or
Francis Scott Key, nor sung by Glen Campbell, Tom
Jones, Johnny Cash, Engelbert Humperdinck, or The Rare Earth
The revolution will not be televised

The revolution will not be right back
After a message about a white tornado, white lightning, or white people
You will not have to worry about a dove in your
Bedroom, a tiger in your tank, or the giant in your toilet bowl
The revolution will not go better with Coke
The revolution will not fight the germs that may cause bad breath
The revolution will put you in the driver's seat

The revolution will not be televised, will not be televised
Will not be televised, will not be televised
The revolution will be no re-run brothers
The revolution will be live


Gil Scott-Heron