Friday Night Cage Match/Fondue Party/Evolving Conversation/Dancing About Architecture Vol. 117
November 19, 2010 · Posted in Discussion
Some Favorite Rock Lyrics and/or Lyricist(s)?
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WELL WE’RE BIG ROCK SINGERS
WE GOT GOLDEN FINGERS
AND WE’RE LOVED EVERYWHERE WE GO
WE SING ABOUT BEAUTY
AND WE SING ABOUT TRUTH
AT TEN THOUSAND DOLLARS A SHOW
WE TAKE ALL KINDS OF PILLS
TO GIVE US ALL KINDS OF THRILLS
BUT THE THRILL WE’VE NEVER KNOWN
IS THE THRILL THAT WILL GET YOU
WHEN YOU GET YOUR PICTURE
ON THE COVER OF THE ROLLING STONE
One eye open, one eye closed
Jungle fever in the grip of my clothes
I pray the Lord, my soul to keep
But he always gives it back to me
Chorus:
Oh yea, zig zaggin’ through ghostland
Oh yea, call me the shadow when I move
Oh yea, zig zaggin’ thru ghostland
Who knows what evil lurks, the shadow do
Check my sergeant, now he got stripes
Roars like a tiger in the broad daylight
But he’s just a sheep, deep in his sleep
That’s when I make my midnight creep
I’m runnin’ silent, and I’m runnin’ deep
First thing you learn, ch’a better not make a peep
And if you move in a straight line
We’ them Ghost’ll barbecue your behind
The shadow do
The shadow do
The shadow do
The late Phil Lynott was a cool poet/lyric writer. And as a vocalist he could fit it all together so naturally & storylike, not unlike fellow Irishman Van Morrison. His were not necessarily deep or lofty themes or statements, but nonetheless cleverly crafted and heartfelt.
Before there was Rap & Hip hop, Phil Lynott was nailin’ the rhymes and phrasing with ease.
Check out “Dear Miss Lonely Hearts”
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9NQJ3-77xvI
Lyric excerpt:
Dear lonely boy
I doubt if my reply
Will bring much joy
It seems from your letter that you lied
Or strongly implied
That you were satisfied
To take her sister by your side
I became distressed
At your total lack of tactfulness
So at best
All i can suggest
Is that you resist
And you put an end
To such thoughts of silliness
Try singing this verse 5 times fast like Phil Lynott!;))
Shel Silverstein?
Yeah, I’m down with Lynott on this. Here’s another one where he’s spittin’ the rhymes with some real interesting cadence.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TAuQw6enqAQ
some effective imagery in his stuff too like the girl at the movies who eats the Junior Mints before going snake hunting…
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gHA3EZHvSWg
Aren’t there a lot of legit “poets” from Ireland? Must be something in air or water…I always thought Rory had a good turn of phrase and you could make a case for Bono I guess.
Nice one! I remember in the liner notes it said that the title came from a Geronimo quote about how he evaded the infantry for so long.
Yeah Jack, “You Can Do Anything” is the best example! I read that Lynott also published 2 books of poetry. If he’d have taken better care of his liver, he could’ve been as big as Springsteen.
Leaves were falling ..Just like embers
In colors red and gold they set us on fire
Burning just like a moonbeam ..in our eyes
Somebody said they saw me
Swinging the world by the tail
Bouncing over a white cloud.
Killing the Blues
alright then; if you’re going there, I got to say…
?”"” BE ADVISED THIS IS RISQUÉ LYRICS “”"
And that’s why birds do it, bees do it
Even educated fleas do it
Let’s do it, let’s fall in love
Cold Cape Cod clams, ‘gainst their wish, do it
Even lazy jellyfish do it
Let’s do it, let’s fall in love
I’ve heard that lizards and frogs do it
Layin’ on a rock
They say that roosters do it
With a doodle and cock
Some Argentines, without means do it
I hear even Boston beans do it
Let’s do it, let’s fall in love
The most refined lady bugs do it
When a gentleman calls
Moths in your rugs they do it
What’s the use of moth balls
The chimpanzees in the zoos do it,
Some courageous kangaroos do it
Let’s do it, let’s fall in love
I’m sure sometimes on the sly you do it
Maybe even you and I might do it
Let’s do it, let’s fall in love
When the little bluebird
Who has never said a word
Starts to sing Spring
When the little bluebell
At the bottom of the dell
Starts to ring Ding dong Ding dong
When the little blue clerk
In the middle of his work
Starts a tune to the moon up above
It is nature that is all
Simply telling us to fall in love
Another beg Favorite in our house :
Lowell George
You yelled hey when your car wouldn’t start
So you got real nervous and started to eat your heart out
Now you’re so fat your shoes don’t fit on your feat
You got trouble
And it’s tailor made
Well mama lay your head down in the shade
‘Cause your eyes are tired, and your feat are too
And you wish the world was as tired as you, whoa
Well I’ll write a letter, and I’ll send it away
And put all the trouble in int you had today
Oh your telephone ring and you went “oh ho”
You forgot about this, and you forgot about that
‘Cause you got to get back to what you doing
Goodbye, click that, so and so
You’re an island and on your own
You yelled hey when the stove blew up
Upset? why yes
And the footprints on your ceiling, they’re almost gone
And you’re wondering why?
Well mama lay your head down, don’t you cry
More lyrics: http://www.lyricsfreak.com/l/little+feat/#share
Robert Bly?
Childhood Favorites: Used to air guitar and sing along…
Ricky Nelson:
You passed me by one sunny day
Flashed those big brown eyes my way
And oo I wanted you forever more
Now I’m not one that gets around
I swear my feet stuck to the ground
And though I never did meet you before
[chorus:]
I said “Hello Mary Lou
Goodbye heart
Sweet Mary Lou
I’m so in love with you
I knew Mary Lou
We’d never part
So Hello Mary Lou
Goodbye heart”
I saw your lips I heard your voice
believe me I just had no choice
Wild horses couldn’t make me stay away
I thought about a moonlit night
My arms about good an’ tight
That’s all I had to see for me to say
–AND–
I’m a travelin’ man
I’ve made a lot of stops all over the world
And in every part I own the heart
Of at least one lovely girl
I’ve a pretty Seniorita waiting for me
Down in old Mexico
If you’re ever in Alaska stop and see
My cute little Eskimo
Oh my sweet Fraulien down in Berlin town
Makes my heart start to yearn
And my China doll down in old Hong Kong
Waits for my return
Pretty Polynesian baby over the sea
I remember the night
When we walked in the sands of the Waikiki
And I held you oh so tight
[instrumental break]
Oh my sweet Fraulien down in Berlin town
Makes my heart start to yearn
And my China doll down in old Hong Kong
Waits for my return
Pretty Polynesian baby over the sea
I remember the night
When we walked in the sands of the Waikiki
And I held you oh so tight
Oh, I’m a travelin’ man
Yes, I’m a travelin’ man
Pretty Woman lyrics
Songwriters: Dees, Bill; Orbison, Roy;
Pretty woman, walking down the street
Pretty woman, the kind I like to meet
Pretty woman
I don’t believe you, you’re not the truth
No one could look as good as you
Mercy
Pretty woman, won’t you pardon me?
Pretty woman, I couldn’t help but see
Pretty woman
Then you look lovely as can be
Are you lonely just like me?
Wow
Pretty woman, stop a while
Pretty woman, talk a while
Pretty woman, gave your smile to me
Pretty woman, yeah yeah yeah
Pretty woman, look my way
Pretty woman, say you’ll stay with me
‘Cause I need you, I’ll treat you right
Come with me baby, be mine tonight
Pretty woman, don’t walk on by
Pretty woman, don’t make me cry
Pretty woman, don’t walk away, hey, okay
If that’s the way it must be, okay
I guess I’ll go on home, it’s late
There’ll be tomorrow night, but wait
What do I see
Is she walking back to me
Yeah, she’s walking back to me
Oh, oh, pretty woman
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Shel. Say…why hasn’t Bill Dees done an interview for Songfacts.com?