Curious - but great - lines in songs

Another Tori Amos stealth thread.

LOL if you think Rita wrote We're All Alone. Boz Scaggs did and HIS album version was 1000 times better.

Excuse me.

While I kiss this guy.

I always heard the line as “Close the window, come alive,” but that light thing is nice too.

[Verse 5] I'm drinking a soy latte I get a double shot-e It goes right through my body, and you know I'm satisfied I drive my Mini Cooper, and I'm feeling super-dooper Yo, they tell I'm a trooper, and you know I'm satisfied I do yoga and pilates, and the room is full of hotties So I'm checking out the bodies, and you know I'm satisfied I'm digging on the isotopes This metaphysics shit is dope, and if all this can give me hope You know I'm satisfied I got a lawyer and a manager, an agent and a chef Three nannies, an assistant, and a driver, and a jet A trainer, and a butler, and a bodyguard, or five A gardener and a stylist Do you think I'm satisfied?

r5 wins. Thread closed

Don't listen too her

Listen through her

"I watch you still from a distance and go Back to my room... you never know." - Pretenders

"I would give my life For a single night Beside you." - Elton

"If a double decker bus kills the both of us/to die by your side is such a heavenly way to die..." - Smiths

"I watch you still from a distance and go Back to my room... you never know." - Pretenders

"I would give my life For a single night Beside you." - Elton

"If a double decker bus kills the both of us/to die by your side is such a heavenly way to die..." - Smiths

"He rolled a blade up in his trick towel"

Tom Waits

Walking Spanish

"Fall be free as old confetti"

Paddy McAloon

When Love Breaks Down

Prefab Sprout

You go down to the pick-up station craving warmth and beauty. You settle for less than fascination, a few drinks later you’re not so choosy. When the closing lights strip off the shadows on this strange new flesh you found, you hurry through the blackness to the blankets to lay down an impression and your loneliness...

Can't stop what's coming Can't stop what's on its way And through the walls they made their mudpies I've got your mind I said She said I've your voice I said you don't need my voice girl You have your own But you never thought it was enough of So they went years and years Like sisters blanket girls Always there through that and this There's nothing we cannot ever fix I said Can't stop what's coming Can't stop what's on its way Bells and footfalls and soldiers and dolls Brothers and lovers she and I were Now she seems to be sand under his shoes There's nothing I can do Can't stop what's coming Can't stop what's on its way

She’s addicted to nicotine patches.

She’s addicted to nicotine patches.

She’s afraid of a light in the dark.

6:58 are you sure where my spark is?

Here, here, here.

She’s convinced she could hold back a glacier

But she couldn’t keep baby alive.

Trusting my soul to the ice cream assassin

Here, here, here.

You say you don’t want this again and again

But you don’t, don’t really mean it.

You say you don’t want it, this circus we’re in.

But you don’t, don’t really mean it.

No love for "the pompatus of love"?

Misty water-colored memories

Would she go down on you in a theater?

What's too painful to remember

We simply choose to forget

Who can turn the world on with her smile?

Who can take a nothing day, and suddenly make it all seem worthwhile?

R17 beat me to it!

My pussy tastes like Pepsi Cola

My eyes are wide like cherry pies

I got sweet taste for men who're older

It's always been so it's no surprise

My all-time favorite lyric is from The Eagles "Lyin' Eyes"

Late at night a big ole house gets lonely

I guess every form of refuge has it's price.

In a white room with black curtains near the station

Blackroof country, no gold pavements, tired starlings,

Silver horses run down moonbeams in your dark eyes.

Dawnlight smiles on your leaving, my contentment.

You flew your Lear jet up to Saratoga.

To see the total eclipse of the sun.

I swallow his kids

I swallow his kids

I swallow his kids

Now they swimming in my stomach

R24 Dude the horse race was in Saratoga, the total eclipse Nova Scotia!

I'm lookin forward to lookin back

together in fact

forever my love

I'm so fed up, for me no let up

A Fizzing Human Bomb

Standing on the edge of the precipice

Eyes pinned open half gone

Sore words of the impotent man

"I love you till you put me out"

Fizzing Human Bomb - Danielle Dax

You were a talented child/You came to live in our town/ We never bothered to scream/When your mask went on.

And life is like a pipe, and I'm a tiny penny rolling up the walls, inside.

I'd trade my pool for that fool

You made your major overtures

When you were a sure and orotund mutt

And I was still a dewy petal

Rather than a moribund slut

Left Alone - Fiona Apple

Heathcliff, it's me, I'm Cathy I've come home, I'm so cold Let me in through your window

R33 Am I suspended in gaffa?

R27 And how'd that work out for ya?

I spent a lot of my time looking at blue, The color of my room and my mood: Blue on the walls, blue out of my mouth; The sort of blue between clouds, when the sun comes out, The sort of blue in those eyes you get hung up about.

Saratoga, Nova Scotia. Shmaratoga, Shmovascotia. I thought his scarf it was Africa.

I am an American aquarium drinker I assassin down the avenue

The more I think about sex, the better it gets

Kate Bush - Symphony in Blue

I will love the sound of my sheets

For you have moved beneath them

Rickie Lee Jones

"And I need you more than want you, And I'll want you for all time..."

I'm fit with the stuff To ride in the rough And sunny down snuff I'm alright By the heroes and villains

Van Dyke Parks The Beach Boys Heroes and Villains

They made up their minds

And they started packing

They left before the sun came up that day

An exit to eternal summer slacking

But where were they going

Without ever knowing the way?

-The Way, Fastball

Is this just vulgar electricity?

Is this the edifying fire?

Does your smile's covert complicity

Debase as it admires?

I remember it well like it was last night or maybe the night before.... Standin’ there sweatin’ underneath a 40 watt lightbulb for a kiss at my daddy’s door.

She looks like she don't know better

A case of partial extreme

Dressed in a Robert Hall sweater

Acting like a soap opera queen.

. . . I had NO IDEA what Robert Hall was.

At words poetic, I'm so pathetic That I always have found it best, Instead of getting 'em off my chest, To let 'em rest unexpressed, I hate parading my serenading As I'll probably miss a bar, But if this ditty is not so pretty At least it'll tell you How great you are.

You're the top - Cole Porter

Hot dog, jumping frog, Albuquerque

Paddy McAloon, Prefab Sprout

King of Rock and Roll

It's the refrain from a novelty song of a fictitious washed-up one-hit wonder, condemned to sing it over and over.

Speaking of soy lattes, Train did it worse:

Can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken

Your best friend always sticking up for you

Even when I know you're wrong

Can you imagine no first dance, freeze-dried romance

Five-hour phone conversation

The best soy latte that you ever had, and me

I’ve been to paradise, but I’ve never been to me...

I seen a python swallowing a Doberman whole

Piranhas swimming in a mixing bowl...

I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjohn's yard

Tom Waits

I want that beggar's eyes

A winning horse

A tidy Mexican divorce

St. Mary's prayers, Houdini's hands

And a barman who always

Understands

Tom Waits The Part You Throw Away

I really don't know how I came here

I really don't know why I'm staying here

Oh, oh. oh

I am walking the cow

Daniel Johnston

When you go to the bars now,

Do you find everyone's gotten real fussy?

Face it girl: The day you become double-jointed,

Is the day someone licks that pussy.

-- "Happy Birthday" by the Christian Crack Whores

And he go for his wallet

And they thought he was going for a gun

And the cops blew Bird away

- Another Rickie Lee Jones - "Skeletons"

"And out of your mouth/Comes a string of cliches/Now I have given you so much rope you shoulda been hanging for days/But you keep spinning it out..." Aimee Mann "Sugarcoated"

And so it was that later

As the miller told his tale

That her face, at first just ghostly,

Turned a whiter shade of pale

I saw a Werewolf drinking a Pina Colada at Trader Vic's. And his hair was perfect.

Warren Zevon , Werewolves of London

We hurt the ones we love the most

It's a subtle form of compliment

Overplayed as FUCK but still a really good song!

I am the son

And the heir

Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar

I am the son and heir

Of nothing in particular

You shut your mouth

How can you say

I go about things the wrong way?

I am human and I need to be loved

Just like everybody else does

Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way... The trolling of the iron bells calls the faithful to their knees to hear the softly spoken magic spells...

R60 A stunning song. Decades ago, I thought he was singing “I am the sun and the air”

Great song

Look my eyes are just holograms

Look your love has drawn red from my hands

From my hands you know you'll never be

More than twist in my sobriety

It was a very good year for blue-blooded girls of independent means.

"Every night I tell myself/I am the cosmos/I am the wind." Chris Bell

r5 Madonna tried to write a Weird Al parody of herself - and failed miserably.

Silence tells me secretly everything...everything

The Flesh Failures from "Hair"

...your face becomes thin and you never thought it could

And where are all the human beings?

Have then been sent to Milton Keynes?

*Have they

Your daddy’s gone looking to find him a job

Your grandmother’s sent all her welfare to God

[Quote] Your brother’s been taking it out on the dog

So don’t run away from me now

My jeans were full of strange ideas.

Crawl on deep in my brain.....Helen Reddy... No way to treat a lady

There’s something I’m dying to tell you. Please check me as close as you can. I want to make myself crystal clear so if you still don’t understand- EAT MY SHIT! EAT MY SHIT! All I am saying is how much I want you to eat my shit.

Fuckerface I love you. Fuckerface I need you.

Lord knows we ain’t got money, I’m so in love with my pussy.

I’d trade all of my tomorrows for one single yesterday

I had some dreams, they were clouds in my coffee

Freedom is just another word for nothing left to lose

Were you drying your nails or waving goodbye

Tom Waits 2:19

But my dreams they aren’t as empty

As my conscious seems to be

I have hours, only lonely

My love is vengeance

That’s never free

Penetrate the evening that the city sleeps to hide.

The downtown trains are full

With all those Brooklyn girls

They try so hard to break out of their little worlds

Well, you wave your hand and they scatter like crows

They have nothing that will ever capture your heart

They’re just thorns without the rose

But be careful of them in the dark.

Sit on my face Stevie Nicks

Sorry it was Sit on my face STEVIE NIX

Still she walking bout at night with she face like Jack Palance

Port of France

Step aside and give this sparrow a chance

Mighty Sparrow

Oops. Not Port of France but Go to France. Sorry Mighty Sparrow

I had some dreams they were clouds in my coffee, clouds in my coffee

You too, R89?

This is Beetle, is as bad as can, he knows he's the best

A soap impression of his wife which he ate And donated to the National Trust

R67, stop being cunty to Auntie Madge,

And just be happy, she’s the one with the vadge!

This is the day of the expanding man

That shape is my shade

There where I used to stand

When I'm stuck with a day That's grey And lonely I just stick out my chin And grin And say Oh! The sun'll come out Tomorrow

In the twist of separation you excelled at being free

Back for Good by Take That

She's all tuesdays and forgetfulness / And a little money saved.

One of THE BEST songs ever written, R94.

Love, love, love me some Steely Dan.

Some of the best studio musicians ever. Like the rocket scientists of Rock ‘n’ Roll, only challenged by TOTO, & eclipsed by Bowie in production quality, IMHO.

I'm livin' in a powder keg and givin' off sparks. - Bonnie Tyler, Total Eclipse of the Heart

It might be the color of the sun cut flat And covering the crossroads I'm standing at

Excuse me, while I kiss this guy...

You don't pull the mask off the ozone ranger, And you don't mess around with Jim

I could drink a case of you, and I would still be on my feet...

The boots just go back on the socks that had stayed on

Digital witnesses. What's the point of even sleeping?

If I can't show it, if you can't see me,

What's the point of doing anything?

This is no time for confessing.

Why must I chase the cat?

Why must I feel like that?

Bow-wow-wow-yippie-oh-yippie-yay

Bow-wow-yippie-oh-yippie-yay

^^^ That’s ‘yay.’

She's got electric BOOBS, a mohair suit, y'know I read it in a magazEE-EEn...

...oh, B-B-B-Bennie and the Jets...

^^ That "boots" you boob.

Washing machine, washing machine, washing ... machine. — "Mrs Bartolozzi", Kate Bush

*That's*

This particular assemblage of molecules and memories someday soon may just run out of gas / So look backward on your future and look forward to your past.

All good dreamers pass this way someday,

Hiding behind bottles in dark cafes

Dark cafes, ...only a dark cocoon before I get my gorgeous wings and fly away...

"I’d trade all of my tomorrows for one single yesterday" What's "curious" about that? It makes perfect sense; a longing for the way things used to be. Duh!

And you treated my woman to a flake of your life

And when she came back she was nobody's wife

Well I see you there with the rose in your teeth

One more thin gypsy thief

- Leonard Cohen, Famous Blue Raincoat

There is no pain, you are receding A distant ship, smoke on the horizon You are only coming through in waves Your lips move, but I can't hear what you're saying When I was a child, I had a fever My hands felt just like two balloons Now I've got that feeling once again I can't explain, you would not understand That is not how I am I have become comfortably numb

-Pink Floyd-

And no one heard at all, not even the chair.

I got a lot of patience, baby - That's a lot of patience to lose.

Your trust

The most gorgeously stupid thing I ever cut in the world

When I was a boy I thought about the times I'd be a man

I'd sit inside a bottle and pretend that I was in a can

In my lonely room I'd sit my mind in an ice cream cone

You can throw me if you want to 'cause I'm a bone and I go

Oop-ip-ip oop-ip-ip, yeah!

If I don't start cryin' it's because that I have got no eyes

My father's in the fireplace and my dog lies hypnotized

Through a crack of light I was unable to find my way

Trapped inside a night but I'm a day and I go

Oop-ip-ip oop-ip-ip, yeah!

One... Two... Three... Four!

Reach out as forward tastes begin to enter you (You and I by Yes)

Silence tells me secretly everything, everything (The Flesh Failures from Hair)

David Bowie

We feel that we are papers, choking on you nightly They tell me Son, we want you, be elusive, but don't walk far For we're breaking in the new boys, deceive your next of kin For you're dancing where the dogs decay, defecating ecstasy You're just an ally of the leecher Locator for the virgin King, but I love you in your fuck-me pumps And your nimble dress that trails

Singles remind me of kisses

Albums remind me of plans

White flags of winter chimneys

Waving truce against the moon...

And I have learned

That even landlocked lubbers yearn

For the sea like navy men

'Cause now we say goodnight

From our own separate sides

Like brothers on a hotel bed...

You could be standing in!

STAND BACK!

You could be standing in!

STAND BACK!!!

You could be STANDING IN!

STAND BACK!!!

A Wop-bop-a-loo-mop a lomp bom bom

Tutti Frutti, aw rutti

Tutti Frutti, aw rutti

Tutti Frutti, aw rutti

Tutti Frutti, aw rutti

Tutti Frutti, aw rutti

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r120 Reposting the video

You shook my tits and you rattled my cunt.

R129, you are not funny, just really dumb.