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In reply to an earlier post on 4 Feb 2014 17:40:58 GMT
Babyshambler says:
:-)

We've taken all you've given
But it's gettin' hard to make a livin'
Mr. President have pity on the working man

We ain't asking for you to love us
You may place yourself high above us
Mr. President have pity on the working man

I know it may sound funny
But people ev'ry where are runnin' out of money
We just can't make it by ourself

It is cold and the wind is blowing
We need something to keep us going
Mr. President have pity on the working man

Maybe you're cheatin'
Maybe you're lyin'
Maybe you have lost your mind
Maybe you're only thinking 'bout yourself

Too late to run. Too late to cry now
The time has come for us to say good-bye now
Mr. President have pity on the working man
Mr. President have pity on the working man

(Randy Newman)

Posted on 4 Feb 2014 17:49:56 GMT
T. Franklin says:
Well, my telephone rang it would not stop
It's President Kennedy callin' me up
He said, "My friend, Bob, what do we need to make the country grow" ?
I said, "My friend, John, "Brigitte Bardot,
Anita Ekberg
Sophia Loren"
Country'll grow

(Dylan)

In reply to an earlier post on 4 Feb 2014 18:07:36 GMT
Babyshambler says:
Tearin' up the country with a song.
Tearin' up the country with a song.
I paid no attention, left my books at home,
Rather play my music real loud.

Play it loud, now! woo!

( Creedence Clearwater Revival)

Posted on 4 Feb 2014 18:33:48 GMT
T. Franklin says:
Turn it up, hungry for the medicine
Two fisted to the very end
No more treated like aliens, we're not gonna take it
No lies, no more alibies
Turn it up, got me hypnotized
Rock on, won't be tranquilized 'cos

I love it, Loud, I wanna hear it loud, right between the eyes
Loud, I wanna hear it loud, don't want to compromise
I love it, Loud, I wanna hear it loud, right between the eyes
Loud, I wanna hear it loud, don't want to compromise

(Kiss - subtle as a sledgehammer between the eyes!)

Posted on 4 Feb 2014 18:42:52 GMT
Johnny Bee says:
You've got to pick up the pieces
C'mon, sort your trash
You better pull yourself back together
Maybe you've got too much cash
Better call, call the law
When you gonna turn yourself in? Yeah
You're a politician
Don't become one of Hitler's children

Bonzo goes to bitburg then goes out for a cup of tea
As I watched it on TV somehow it really bothered me
Drank in all the bars in town for an extended foreign policy
Pick up the pieces

My brain is hanging upside down
I need something to slow me down

Shouldn't wish you happiness, wish her the very best
Fifty thousand dollar dress
Shaking hands with your highness
See through you like cellophane
You watch the world complain, but you do it anyway
Who am I, am I to say

Bonzo goes to bitburg then goes out for a cup of tea
As I watched it on TV somehow it really bothered me
Drank in all the bars in town for an extended foreign policy
Pick up the pieces

My brain is hanging upside down
I need something to slow me down

If there's one thing that makes me sick
It's when someone tries to hide behind politics
I wish that time could go by fast
Somehow they manage to make it last

My brain is hanging upside down
I need something to slow me down

(Da Brudders)

Posted on 4 Feb 2014 18:45:20 GMT
T. Franklin says:
Look inside and you will see
The words are cutting deep inside my brain
Thunder burning, quickly burning
Knife of words is driving me insane
Insane, yeah

Raven black is on my track
He shows me how to neutralize the knife
Show to me in surgery
The art of fighting words to conquer life
Conquer life, yeah

Now the wicked lance of fear
Is driving from my heady mountain brain
Crash course in brain surgery
Has stopped the bloody knife of words again
Yeah, yeah, yeah

(Budgie)

In reply to an earlier post on 4 Feb 2014 18:47:50 GMT
Lobotomy, lobotomy, lobotomy, lobotomy!
DDT did a job on me
Now I am a real sickie
Guess I'll have to break the news
That I got no mind to lose
All the girls are in love with me
I'm a teenage lobotomy

Slugs and snails are after me
DDT keeps me happy
Now I guess I'll have to tell 'em
That I got no cerebellum
Gonna get my Ph.D.
I'm a teenage lobotomy
(yay!)

In reply to an earlier post on 4 Feb 2014 21:21:52 GMT
You can call me the sheik of tomorrow,
Sleeping in the burning sand.
You can call me the king of the cowboys,
Everybody wants to shake my hand.
You can call me the soft shoe banana,
You can peel away my skin.
You can call me the last of the teenage idols (SAHB)

In reply to an earlier post on 4 Feb 2014 21:25:10 GMT
Brass Neck says:
I met a sheik from Mozambique
who led me to the Congo.
he dreamed to go to Mexico
and sample a burrito.
My temperature had risen again,
it must have been a hundred and ten.
Under the oaks I was telling some jokes
and thinkin' I had it made-
gettin' on with the folks, havin' some coke
and coolin' off in the shade.
My temperature had risen again,
and it must have been a hundred and ten.
I took a boat that couldn't float
to Rio de Janeiro.
so with my scuba I swam to Cuba
but I'll be gone tomorrow.
My temperature had risen again,
it must have been a hundred and ten.
(ZZ Top)

In reply to an earlier post on 4 Feb 2014 21:40:23 GMT
Babyshambler says:
Have a banana, Hannah,
Try the salami, Tommy,
Give with the gravy, Davy,
Everybody eats when they come to my house!

Try a tomato, Plato,
Here's cacciatore, Dorie,
Taste the baloney, Tony,
Everybody eats when they come to my house!

I fix your favorite dishes,
Hopin' this good food fills ya!
Work my hands to the bone in the kitchen alone,
You better eat if it kills ya!

Pass me a pancake, Mandrake,
Have an hors-d'oeuvre-y, Irvy,
Look in the fendel (?), Mendel,
Everybody eats when they come to my house!

Hannah! Davy! Tommy! Dora! Mandrake!
Everybody eats when they come to my house!

Pastafazoola, Talullah!
Oh, do have a bagel, Fagel,
Now, don't be so bashful, Nashville,
Everybody eats when they come to my house!

Hey, this is a party, Marty,
Here, you get the cherry, Jerry,
Now, look, don't be so picky, Micky,
'Cause everybody eats when they come to my house!

All of my friends are welcome,
Don't make me coax you, moax you,
Eat the tables, the chairs, the napkins, who cares?
You gotta eat if it chokes you!

Oh, do have a knish, Nishia,
Pass me the latke, Macky,
Chile con carne for Barney,
Everybody eats when they come to my house!

Face! Buster! Chair! Chops! Fump!
Everybody eats when they come to my house!

Everybody eats when they come to my house!

Cab Calloway

In reply to an earlier post on 4 Feb 2014 21:42:19 GMT
Johnny Bee says:
When we were in love I pretended you didn't exist
That way I loved you more
You suggested we get married
And move into a house

I suggested that we jump overboard
And live underwater in the lost city of Atlantis
Where mermaids sing
And tuxedoed dolphins bring you breakfast

One year later, I was transfered to the moon
Worse pay, better hours
I was transfered to the moon
Worse pay, better fellow workers

I built our love out of blood
I went to the dentist and told him
"Take out my heart"

I feel better than James Brown
I feel better now
I feel better than James Brown

I was attending Mardi Gras with Fidel Castro
Bucksome cross dressers
Threw fake gold coins at our feet
As we discussed the fate of the revolution

Suddenly, CIA men dressed in bikinis
Tried to stab us with fountain pens
Fidel blew mustard gas from his cigar
And immobilized the lot of them

19 tequilas later we had a deal
Havana goes back to the mob
And Fidel and I open a chain of
Kentucky Fried Chicken shops

Ain't life sweet?
I feel good

I feel better than James Brown
I feel better now
I feel better than James Brown
I feel better now, how do you feel?

I feel better than James Brown
I feel better now
I feel better than James Brown

I feel better now
I feel better than James Brown
I feel better now, how do you feel?

Was (Not Was)

In reply to an earlier post on 4 Feb 2014 21:59:10 GMT
Babyshambler says:
(Great Stuff, JB.)

Way down in Bowling Green
Prettiest girls I've ever seen
A man in Kentucky sure is lucky
To love down in Bowling Green

Bowling Green folks treat you kind
They let you think your own mind
A man in Kentucky sure is lucky
In Bowling Green you walk your own line

Kentucky sunshine makes the heart unfold
It warms the body and I know it touches the soul
Bluegrass is fine, Kentucky owns my mind

The fields down in Bowling Green
Have the softest grass I've ever seen
A man in Kentucky sure is lucky
To lie down in Bowling Green

Bowling Green girls treat you right
They wear dresses cut country tight
A man in Kentucky sure is lucky
If he's seen the Bowling Green light

Kentucky sunshine makes the heart unfold
It warms the body and I know it touches the soul
Bluegrass is fine, Kentucky owns my mind

Bowling Green, Bowling Green
Bowling Green, Bowling Green
Bowling Green, Bowling Green
Bowling Green, Bowling Green

Everly Brothers

Posted on 4 Feb 2014 22:09:51 GMT
Johnny Bee says:
Thanks BS - '19 tequils later' ;-D

Where's your husband, Nellie Kane
Where's your darling gone?
Did he go on down the mountain side
and leave you all alone?

Yes, my husband's gone to Bowlin' Green
to do some business there.
Then Caleb threw that bottle down
and grabbed me by my hair.

(Gillian Welch)

In reply to an earlier post on 5 Feb 2014 02:01:53 GMT
Last edited by the author on 5 Feb 2014 02:03:20 GMT
I peeked in to say "good-night", And there I heard my child in prayer...
"And for me, some scarlet ribbons, Scarlet ribbons for my hair"

All the stores were closed and shuttered, All the streets were dark and bare...
In our town, no scarlet ribbons, Not one ribbon for her hair

Through the night my heart was aching...Just before the dawn was breaking...
I peeked in and on her bed, In gay profusion lying there...
Lovely ribbons, scarlet ribbons, Scarlet ribbons for her hair

If I live to be two hundred, I will never know from where...
Came those lovely scarlet ribbons, Scarlet ribbons for her hair?

(Davey Arthur & The Fureys)

In reply to an earlier post on 5 Feb 2014 08:25:43 GMT
Johnny Bee says:
On the fourteenth of May at the dawn of the day
With my gun on my shoulder to the woods I did stray
In search of some game if the weather proved fair
To see could I get a shot at the bonny black hare

Oh, I met a young girl there with her face as a rose
And her skin was as fair as the lily that blows
I says "My fair maiden, why mumble you so?
Can you tell me where the bonny black hare do go?"

Oh, the answer she gave me, her answer was "No
But it's under me apron they say it do go
And if you'll not deceive me I vow and declare
We'll both go together to hunt the bonny black hare"

Well, I laid this girl down with her face to the sky
And I took out my ramrod and my bullets likewise
I says "Lock your legs round me and dig in with your heels
For the closer we get, oh, the better it feels"

The birds they were singing in the bushes and trees
And the song that they sang was "Oh, she's easy to please"
I felt her heart quiver and I knew what I'd done
Says I "Have you had enough of my old sporting gun?"

Oh, the answer she gave me, her answer was "Nay
It's not often young sportsmen like you come this way
And if your powder is willing and your bullets play fair
Why don't you keep firing at the bonny black hare?"

"Oh, my powder is wasted and my bullets all gone
My ramrod is limp and I cannot fire on
But I'll be back in the morning and if you are still here
We'll both go together to hunt the bonny black hare"

(Fairport et al)

In reply to an earlier post on 5 Feb 2014 11:02:24 GMT
Last edited by the author on 5 Feb 2014 11:03:13 GMT
^ Johnny?!! ^ ;o>

Last night my kisses were banked in black hair, And in my bed, my lover, her hair was midnight black
And all her mystery dwelled within her black hair, And her black hair framed a happy heart-shaped face

And heavy-hooded eyes inside her black hair, Shined at me from the depths of her hair of deepest black
While my fingers pushed into her straight black hair, Pulling her black hair back from her happy heart-shaped face

To kiss her milk-white throat, a dark curtain of black hair, Smothered me, my lover with her beautiful black hair
The smell of it is heavy. it is charged with life, On my fingers the smell of her deep black hair

Full of all my whispered words, her black hair, And wet with tears and good-byes, her hair of deepest black
All my tears cried against her milk-white throat, Hidden behind the curtain of her beautiful black hair

As deep as ink and black, black as the deepest sea, The smell of her black hair upon my pillow
Where her head and all its black hair did rest...Today she took a train to the west...
Today she took a train to the west, Today she took a train to the west

(Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds)

In reply to an earlier post on 5 Feb 2014 13:17:30 GMT
Brass Neck says:
Last night I weren't at home,
I just went for a stroll.
But when I returned, I saw this note,
Underneath my door, stating:

You'll never ever see me again,
So now our love must end.
You'll never ever see me again,
My friend, 'cause:

I'll be taking this train,
I'll be taking westbound train.
I'll be going to place,
Where there is happiness.
(Dennis Brown)

Posted on 5 Feb 2014 13:20:10 GMT
T. Franklin says:
I lost ten points just for being in the right place
at exactly the wrong time
I looked right at the facts there, but I may as well have
been completely blind
So, if you see me walking all alone
Don't look back, I'm just on my way back home
there's a train leaves here this morning, and
I don't know, what I might be on
She signed me to a contract, baby said it would
all be so life long
I looked around then for a reason
when there wasn't something more to blame it on
But, if time makes a difference while we're gone
Tell me now, and I won't be hanging on
There's a train leaves here this morning
and I don't know, what I might be on
ooo, ooo, ooo.. etc...
1320 North Columbus was the address
that I wrote down on my sleeve
I don't know just what she wanted
might have been that it was getting time to leave
and I watched as the smoker passed it on
and I laughed when the joker said, "Lead on."
cause there's a train leaves here this morning
and I don't know, what I might be on
And there's train leaves here this morning
and I don't know, what I might be on

(Dillard & Clark)

In reply to an earlier post on 5 Feb 2014 15:05:59 GMT
Babyshambler says:
I been in the right place
But it must have been the wrong time
I'd of said the right thing
But I must have used the wrong line
I been in the right trip
But I must have used the wrong car
My head was in a bad place
And I'm wondering what it's good for
I been the right place
But it must have been the wrong time
My head was in a place
But I'm having such a good time
I been running trying to get hung up in my mind
Got to give myself a little talking to this time
Just need a little brain salad surgery
Got to cure this insecurity
I been in the wrong place
But it must have been the right time
I been in the right place
But it must have been the wrong song
I been in the right vein
But it seems like the wrong arm
I been in the right world
But it seems wrong wrong wrong wrong wrong

(Dr. John)

In reply to an earlier post on 5 Feb 2014 15:51:43 GMT
Last edited by the author on 5 Feb 2014 15:52:39 GMT
wobberoo says:
I only wrote this song for you
It's about the way I feel

Oh you, you made my life
Oh you, you made everything alright
You took away my tears
You gave me new ideas
And now you're gone

Don't go away

Oh I, I was so fine
Remember when we drank wine
I'm sorry we never had a home
But baby I feel so alone
And don't go

Don't go away

Now there's so much pain
Without you
Now life doesn't seem
The way it used to
I'm so sorry
Let me make it up to you
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry

I wanna spend my life with you
I don't want nobody else but you
Can you see that I love you?
Don't go

Don't go away

Don't go
Don't go away

Don't go
Don't go away ------ I Only Wrote This Song For You - Johnny Thunders

In reply to an earlier post on 5 Feb 2014 16:49:34 GMT
Last edited by the author on 5 Feb 2014 16:51:22 GMT
Where do I begin? Should I tell you how bad I need you now?
Yeah, you're underneath my skin, But I'm confused, my head is spinning all around?...ohhh!
I waited so long, I need to know, darling, what is on your mind?

Hey, normally I try to run and I might even want to hide, 'Cause I never knew what I wanted 'til I looked into your eyes
So am I in this alone? What I'm looking for inside, That you feel how I feel for you, baby, please don't let me go
Baby, please don't let me go, Baby, please don't let me go, No, please don't let me go, Baby, no, no, no, no

What else can I say? (Can I say), My heart is b-beating double time...yeah
And do you feel the same? (Do you feel the same), Don't leave me in the dark...no
But baby, don't put out this spark, no, I waited so long, I need to know, darling, what is on your mind?

Hey, normally I try to run and I might even want to hide, 'Cause I never knew what I wanted 'til I looked into your eyes
So am I in this alone? What I'm looking for is a sign, That you feel how I feel for you, baby, please don't let me go
Baby please don't let me go, Baby please don't let me go, No, please don't let me go, Baby no, no, no, no

Caught in the inquisition under these conditions, I need a definition, is it love that we're sharing?
Show me that you're caring, You see my fascination, tell me I'm not mistaken
Give me the information I need, 1, 2, 3...Whoo!

Normally I try to run and I might even want to hide, 'Cause I never knew what I wanted 'til I looked into your eyes
So am I in this alone? What I'm looking for is a sign, That you feel how I feel for you, baby, please don't let me go
(Don't let me go), Baby, please don't let me go (Please don't let me go), Baby, please don't let me go
(Don't let me go), No, please don't let me go, Baby, no, no, no, no

(Olly Murs)

In reply to an earlier post on 5 Feb 2014 17:52:44 GMT
Seeing in your eyes
Words can never say the way
Told me in your eyes
Final in a fade
Never no more hope away
Final in a fade
Seeing in your eyes
Seeing in your eyes
Never really know
Never realize
Silence in your eyes
Silence in your eyes
Never really know
Til its gone away
Never realize
The silence in your eyes
Seen it in your eyes
Seen it in your eyes
Never no more hope away
Final in a fade
Watch her slowly die
Saw it in her eyes
Choking on a bed
Flowers rotting dead
seen it in her eyes
Ending in a day
Silence was a way
Seeing in yoru eyes
Seeing in your eyes
Seeing in your eyes
I'm seeing through my eyes
Words cannot express
Words cannot express
Words cannot exp......
(pil)

In reply to an earlier post on 5 Feb 2014 18:05:25 GMT
Babyshambler says:
Lord above us hear my song
Tell me if I'm doing wrong
I'm just a man and not like you
If you saw thro' my eyes what would you do.

A simple life that's what I feel
To want to sing it's not unreal
So Lord in heaven let me know
If you saw thro' my eyes where would you go.

I take the blame for where I've been
On all the ones I've had to lean
And now I've shared it all with you
If you saw thro' my eyes what would you do.

Ian Matthews

In reply to an earlier post on 5 Feb 2014 19:30:25 GMT
Ohhh Lord, won't you buy me a Mercedes Benz? My friends all drive Porsches, I must make amends
Worked hard all my lifetime...no help from my friends, So Lord, won't you buy me a Mercedes Benz?

Ohhh Lord, won't you buy me a color TV? Dialing For Dollars is trying to find me
I wait for delivery each day until three, So ohhh Lord, won't you buy me a color TV?

Ohhh Lord, won't you buy me a night on the town? I'm counting on you, Lord, please don't let me down?
Prove that you love me and buy the next round, Ohhh Lord, won't you buy me a night on the town ?

Everybody!...Ohhh Lord, won't you buy me a Mercedes Benz? My friends all drive Porsches, I must make amends
Worked hard all my lifetime...no help from my friends, So ohhh Lord, won't you buy me a Mercedes Benz?

(Janis Joplin)

In reply to an earlier post on 5 Feb 2014 19:31:10 GMT
Last edited by the author on 5 Feb 2014 19:31:42 GMT
Johnny Bee says:
Oh God said to Abraham, "Kill me a son"
Abe says, "Man, you must be puttin' me on"
God say, "No." Abe say, "What ?"
God say, "You can do what you want Abe, but
The next time you see me comin' you better run"
Well Abe says, "Where do you want this killin' done ?"
God says. "Out on Highway 61".

(Boab)
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