Favourite Music Lyrics 2

[TheHayleyDoll]

Gonna get a little oldschool (like, late 80s). I heard my dad listening to this song and I've never heard it before, but it is BEAUTIFUL. The lyrics are fantastic.

Tracy Chapman - Fast Car

You got a fast car
And I want a ticket to go anywhere
Maybe we make a deal
Maybe together we can get somewhere
Anyplace is better
Starting from zero got nothing to lose
Maybe we'll make something
But me myself I got nothing to prove

You got a fast car
And I got a plan to get us out of here
I been working at the convenience store
Managed to save just a little bit of money
We won't have to drive too far
Just 'cross the border and into the city
You and I can both get jobs
And finally see what it means to be living

You see my old man's got a problem
He live with the bottle that's the way it is
He says his body's too old for working
I say his body's too young to look like his
My mama went off and left him
She wanted more from life than he could give
I said somebody's got to take care of him
So I quit school and that's what I did

You got a fast car
But is it fast enough so we can fly away
We gotta make a decision
We leave tonight or live and die this way

I remember we were driving driving in your car
The speed so fast I felt like I was drunk
City lights lay out before us
And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder
And I had a feeling that I belonged
And I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone

You got a fast car
And we go cruising to entertain ourselves
You still ain't got a job
And I work in a market as a checkout girl
I know things will get better
You'll find work and I'll get promoted
We'll move out of the shelter
Buy a big house and live in the suburbs

You got a fast car
And I got a job that pays all our bills
You stay out drinking late at the bar
See more of your friends than you do of your kids
I'd always hoped for better
Thought maybe together you and me would find it
I got no plans I ain't going nowhere
So take your fast car and keep on driving

You got a fast car
But is it fast enough so you can fly away
You gotta make a decision
You leave tonight or live and die this way

[Silent_Wolf]

I Will Follow You Into the Dark - Death Cab for Cutie

Love of mine
Someday you will die
But I'll be close behind
I'll follow you into the dark
No blinding light or tunnels to gates of white
Just our hands clasped so tight
Waiting for the hint of the spark

If heaven and hell decide that they both are satisfied
Illuminate the no's on their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you when your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark

In catholic school, as vicious as Roman rule
I got my knuckles bruised by a lady in black
And I held my tongue as she told me "Son fear is the heart of love"
So I never went back

If heaven and hell decide that they both are satisfied
Illuminate the no's on their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you when your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark

You and me
Have seen everything to see
From Bangkok to Calgary
And the soles of your shoes
Are all worn down, the time for sleep is now
But it's nothing to cry about 'cause we'll hold each other soon
In the blackest of rooms

If heaven and hell decide that they both are satisfied
Illuminate the no's on their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you when your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark
And I'll follow you into the dark.

[belladoggy]

^Ah, I love that one. My youth group always sings it during campout, lock-ins, and retreats
Warning: a couple obscene words in the following, but only cause it's making fun of actual rap songs. It's all satirical.

Hiphopopotamus vs. Rhymenoceros
Flight of the Conchords

[Brett:]I'm the mother flippin' Rhymenocerous
My beats are fat and the birds are on my back
And I'm hor.ny
(I'm hor.ny! )
If you choose to proceed you will indeed concede
Cos I hit you with my flow
The Wild Rhymo Stampede.
I'm not just wild,
I'm trained, domesticated
I was raised by a rapper and rhino that dated
And subsequently procreated
That's how it goes
Here's the Hiphopopotamus
The hip hop hippo

[Jermaine:]They call me the Hiphopopotamus
My lyrics are bottomless...
(Clear throat)...

[B:]Sometimes my rhymes are polite
Like thank you for dinner Miss Wright
That was very delicious, good night
Sometimes they're obscene
Like a p.orn.ographic dream
NC-17 with ladies in a stream of margarine

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! Yeah, some margarine.

[J:]They call me the Hiphopopotamus
Flows that glow like phosphorous
Poppin' off the top of this esophagus
Rockin' this metropolis
I'm not a large water-dwelling mammal
Where did you get that preposterous hypothesis?
Did Steve tell you that, perchance?
Steve.

[B:]My rhymes and records they don't get played
Because my records and rhymes they don't get made
And if you rap like me you don't get paid
And if you roll like me you don't get laid.

[J:]My rhymes are so potent that in this small segment
I made all of the ladies in the area pregnant
Yes, sometimes my lyrics are sexist
But you lovely bit.ches and hoes should know I'm trying to correct this.

[B:]Other rappers dis me
Say my rhymes are sissy.
Why?
[J:]Why?
[J&B:]Why?
[B:]What?
[J:]Why exactly?
[B:]What? Why?
[J:]Be more constructive with your feedback, please. Why?
[B:]Why?

[B:]Why, because I rap about reality?
Like me and my grandma drinking a cup of tea?
There ain't no party like my nanna's tea party.
Hi! Ho!

[B:]I'm the motherflippin'
[J:]I'm the motherflippin'
[B:]I'm the motherflippin'
[J:]Who's the motherflippin?
[B:]I'm the motherflippin'
[J:]I'm the motherflippin'
[B:]I'm the motherflippin'
[J:]Motherflippin'

[Silent_Wolf]

Woman King - Iron & Wine
Blackbird claw, raven wing
Under the red sunlight
Long clothesline, two shirtsleeves
Waving as we go by

Hundred years, hundred more
Someday we may see
A woman king
Wristwatch time
Slowin' as she goes to sleep

Black horsefly, lemonade
Jar on the red anthill
Garden worm, cigarette
Ash on the windowsill

Hundred years, hundred more
Someday we may see
A woman king
Sword in hand
Swing at some evil and bleed

Black hoof mare, broken leg
Eye on the shotgun shell
Age old dog, hornet nest
Built in the big church bell

Hundred years, hundred more
Someday we may see
A woman king
Bloodshot eye
Thumb down and starting to weep

[Danica_Shardae]

This song is just.. relaxing. It's like a lullaby. It's wonderful.

John Taylor's Month Away - King Creosote & Jon Hopkins.

I love to look
Out at the sea
From the swing park here
At Roome Bay beach

Today John Taylor
Starts his month away
On a boat [one] 10 miles east
Of Aberdeen

A dozen men, thirty days
With 24 hours in each
Of shattered boyhood dreams
And not much sleep

I'd much rather be me.
For once I'd much rather be me.

A month at sea
And then they'll surely sleep
With their heads
Still stuck on land

A month on land
And they'll surely dream
Of girls they can afford
But cannot have

And in a drunken haze
They're on the rolling wave
Once again I'd much rather be me
I'd rather be me

Once again I'd much rather be me

For once again I'd much rather be me