What's your favorite lyric from a song?

@roxy54 ,

You can’t really expect Beefheart to make much by way of literal sense.

I once gave the infamous Trout Mask Replica a spin - what an ordeal that turned out to be!

Sad to say, I never really had much luck with his good friend Zappa either. The only lyric of worth I can recall was from Joe’s Cafe.

Acquired tastes I guess.


@reubent,

Wow, I know it’s Jeff Beck, and you’d expect some fireworks, but still wow!

A great record with tremendous sonics.

https://youtu.be/RbYKOlMclas
How did that pass under the radar?


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The Revolution Will Be Televised

"The revolution, it will be televised,

You can choose to watch or not,

But if you all just talk from the safety of your sofas,

There won’t be much revolution to watch"



Live version
https://youtu.be/RbYKOlMclas

"She was filing her nails while they're dragging the lake..." - Elvis Costello, 'Watching the Detectives'.... 

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
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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!"

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."

[PF SOYCD]

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