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Post by upton on Oct 1, 2008 19:11:51 GMT
Daddys Gone.
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Post by amber on Oct 1, 2008 20:07:56 GMT
I've got a few:
"What you wish for tomorrow you could have today"
"You can blame the gin for the mess you're in"
"There are no straight lines in any human designs"
"Guns blaze, they burn as bright as the sun. Any eye can see that there are many, but in the end it only takes one"
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Post by dontask on Oct 12, 2008 16:54:04 GMT
she'll say its the red wine this time but that is no excuse
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Post by Fergal on Oct 12, 2008 17:28:06 GMT
Rainy Night in Soho - The Pogues, this song defines the word beautiful: I'm not singing for the future I'm not dreaming of the past I'm not talking of the fist time I never think about the last
Now the song is nearly over We may never find out what it means Still there's a light I hold before me You're the measure of my dreams
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Post by amy on Oct 13, 2008 15:47:22 GMT
"Living is easy with eyes closed, Misunderstanding all you see, Its getting hard to be someone, but it all works out, It doesnt matter much to me."
Strawberry Fields Forever. The Beatles. That song is magic.
Also, someone wrote out the lyrics to This Charming Man on the wall of an underpass near me, and I always find myself stopping to read them. They are really lovely.
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Post by Fergal on Oct 13, 2008 16:46:23 GMT
someone wrote out the lyrics to This Charming Man on the wall of an underpass near me, and I always find myself stopping to read them. They are really lovely. Aye, there's something unexplainably great about "Why pamper life's complexity when the leather runs smooth on the passenger seat?" Wouldn't it be more fitting to write the lyrics to There Is A Light That Never Goes Out on the wall of an underpass? "In the darkened underpass I thought 'Oh God my chance has come at last' but then a strange fear gripped me and I just couldn't ask"
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Post by antoine010891 on Oct 13, 2008 21:37:02 GMT
I know what you mean Fergal, there is great lyrics, and then there is Morrisseys lyrics, the 2 lines you say then are both phenomenal, and like you said, quite hard to explain why.
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Post by benraul on Oct 13, 2008 22:16:15 GMT
someone wrote out the lyrics to This Charming Man on the wall of an underpass near me, and I always find myself stopping to read them. They are really lovely. Aye, there's something unexplainably great about "Why pamper life's complexity when the leather runs smooth on the passenger seat?" Wouldn't it be more fitting to write the lyrics to There Is A Light That Never Goes Out on the wall of an underpass? "In the darkened underpass I thought 'Oh God my chance has come at last' but then a strange fear gripped me and I just couldn't ask" Absolutely Fergal. I adore "Why pamper life's complexity when the leather runs smooth on the passenger seat" set of lyrics. AMAZING.
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Post by amy on Oct 14, 2008 16:55:46 GMT
Aye, there's something unexplainably great about "Why pamper life's complexity when the leather runs smooth on the passenger seat?" Wouldn't it be more fitting to write the lyrics to There Is A Light That Never Goes Out on the wall of an underpass? "In the darkened underpass I thought 'Oh God my chance has come at last' but then a strange fear gripped me and I just couldn't ask" Possibly, but this is Southampton, so I was more shocked that whoever wrote it had heard of the Smiths at all. The line "life is very long when you're lonely" at the end of The Queen Is Dead is my favourite Smiths lyric. The way it just sort of hangs there and stays in your head once the song is over. It's weird, but it always makes me feel isolated. It's a very personal lyric.
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Post by benraul on Oct 14, 2008 17:08:50 GMT
Which underpass is that under Amy? Where abouts? Around the student areas The Smiths are fairly popular, as is indie music.
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Post by amy on Oct 15, 2008 16:01:52 GMT
No, it's not one in town, it's at the bottom of Bitterne highstreet, between the library and the leisure centre, a good bit away from the studenty bit. I'll make sure to take a picture of it next time I'm there.
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Post by ianbrownforgod on Oct 20, 2008 23:47:33 GMT
i cant believe nobody has mentioned ian curtis
"iv been waiting for a guide to come and take me by the hand, could these sensations make me feel the pleasures of a normal man?"
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Post by Darren on Oct 21, 2008 16:28:07 GMT
I love Spanish Bombs by The Clash but this verse is my favourite from the song:
The hillsides ring with “free the people” - or can I hear the echo from the days of ’39 with trenches full of poets, the ragged army, fixing bayonets to fight the other line?
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Post by Fergal on Oct 21, 2008 16:40:54 GMT
Aye that's a great verse that, great song. I dunno who wrote what in the Clash, I know Strummer wrote most of the lyrics, but its always credited as just Strummer/Jones, but in my opinion Straight to Hell was one of the Clash's finest efforts, one of the few Clash things I properly like after London Calling....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
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Post by Darren on Oct 21, 2008 16:43:33 GMT
Oh bugger! I was going to post that one too Fergal Classic song - One of my favourites
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