What are your favourite lyrics or songlines?

2020hindsight said:

In my next life I'm gonna ask for a decent set of vocal chords !

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The old man turned off the radio
Said, "Where did all of the old songs go
Kids sure play funny music these days
They play it in the strangest ways"
Said, "it looks to me like they've all gone wild
It was peaceful back when I was a child"
Well, man, could it be that the girls and boys
Are trying to be heard above your noise?
And the lonely voice of youth cries "What is truth?"

A little boy of three sittin' on the floor
Looks up and says, "Daddy, what is war?"
"son, that's when people fight and die"
The little boy of three says "Daddy, why?"
A young man of seventeen in Sunday school
Being taught the golden rule
And by the time another year has gone around
It may be his turn to lay his life down
Can you blame the voice of youth for asking
"What is truth?"

A young man sittin' on the witness stand
The man with the book says "Raise your hand"
"Repeat after me, I solemnly swear"
The man looked down at his long hair
And although the young man solemnly swore
Nobody seems to hear anymore
And it didn't really matter if the truth was there
It was the cut of his clothes and the length of his hair
And the lonely voice of youth cries
"What is truth?"

The young girl dancing to the latest beat
Has found new ways to move her feet
The young man speaking in the city square
Is trying to tell somebody that he cares
Yeah, the ones that you're calling wild
Are going to be the leaders in a little while
This old world's wakin' to a new born day
And I solemnly swear that it'll be their way
You better help the voice of youth find
"What is truth"
And the lonely voice of youth cries "What is truth?"

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You better help the voice of youth find ..."What is truth"

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This is the official video for "I Know Him So Well" from the musical Chess - written by Björn Ulvaeus, Benny Andersson and Tim Rice. Elaine Paige and Barbara Dickson were playing in the London cast.

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[FLORENCE]Nothing is so good it lasts eternally
Perfect situations must go wrong
But this has never yet prevented me
Wanting far too much for far too long.
Looking back I could have played it differently
Won a few more moments who can tell
But it took time to understand the man
Now at least I know I know him well

Wasn't it good? Wasn't he fine?
Isn't it madness He can't be mine?

[SVETLANA] Oh so good Oh so fine
He can't be mine?

[FLORENCE] But in the end he needs
A little bit more than me -- More security

[SVETLANA] He needs his fantasy And freedom

[FLORENCE] I know him so well.

[SVETLANA] No one in your life is with you constantly
No one is completely on your side
And though I move my world to be with him
Still the gap between us is too wide.

[FLORENCE] Looking back I could Have played things
Some other way

[SVETLANA] Looking back I could Have played it Differently
Learned about the man Before I fell

[FLORENCE] I was just a little Careless maybe

[SVETLANA] But I was Ever so much Younger then
Now at least

[FLORENCE] Now at least I know him well

[BOTH] I know I know him well

[SVETLANA] Wasn't it good? Wasn't he fine? Isn't it madness

[FLORENCE] Oh so good Oh so fine

[BOTH] He won't be mine? Didn't I know
How it would go? If I knew from the start
Why am I falling apart?

[SVETLANA] Wasn't it good? Wasn't he fine?

[FLORENCE] Isn't it madness He won't be mine?

[SVETLANA] He won't be mine?

[FLORENCE] But in the end he needs a Little bit more than me -- More security

[SVETLANA] He needs his Fantasy and freedom

[FLORENCE] I know him so well

[SVETLANA] It took time to understand him

[BOTH] I know him so well

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Let man's petty nations tear themselves apart
My land's only borders lie around my heart ?

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No man, no madness
Though their sad power may prevail
Can possess, conquer, my country's heart
They rise to fail
She is eternal
Long before nations' lines were drawn
When no flags flew, when no armies stood
My land was born

And you ask me why I love her
Through wars, death and despair
She is the constant
We who don't care
And you wonder will I leave her -- but how?
I cross over borders but I'm still there now

How can I leave her?
Where would I start?
Let man's petty nations tear themselves apart
My land's only borders lie around my heart

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http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chess_(musical) The world chess championship is being held in the northern Italian town of Merano. The brash American champion relishes the crowd's affection, while his Russian challenger and Molokov, his second (actually a KGB agent), watch with curiosity and disdain on TV. The opening ceremony features an arbiter insisting on holding the proceedings together, US and Soviet diplomats vowing their side will win, and marketers just looking to make a buck. The American storms out of a rules meeting, leaving his second, Florence, in an argument with the Arbiter and the Russians. She later scolds him, but he insists that she, a child Émigré who escaped Hungary during the 1956 Hungarian Revolution, should support him. Instead, she reflects that "nobody's on nobody's side". The first game of the match goes badly, with dirty tricks nearly evolving into a brawl. A meeting to smooth things over goes badly and ends with the Russian and Florence together, where they quickly develop feelings for one another. As the matches continue, the American flounders and blames Florence, who leaves him. The Russian wins the championship, then defects to the west. Answering reporters' questions about his loyalties, his "Anthem" declares that "my land's only borders lie around my heart."

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Chess is a musical with lyrics by Tim Rice and music by Björn Ulvaeus and Benny Andersson, formerly of ABBA. The story involves a romantic triangle between two players in a world chess championship, and a woman who manages one and falls in love with the other

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Benny Andersson
http://www.abba-world.net/facts/benny.htm (lol Education? - Driver's Licence )
One inevitable question these days seems to deal with responsibilities: who’s doing what in the Benny and Björn partnership? Where does Benny end, and Björn begin-or, if you will, vice versa...?

Benny says he honestly doesn’t know anymore.

– We sit around, preferably out on our summer island. We toss snatches of melodies and nonsense syllables around. Since we dig the same kinds of music, we also tend to hear our inspirations and inventions the same way. And all of a sudden, there it is: a new tune-and very often a new tune that we like to go around humming ourselves

– That’s our most important criteria. We, the two of us, must like the song. Luckily enough, we seem to have the same musical tastes as a lot of nice people around the world

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Sir Tim Rice http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tim_Rice - wrote lyrics for heaps , Joseph, JC Superstar, etc etc Lion King, Evita , etc

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http://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=roy+zimmerman
funny songs about ignorance, war and greed ….songs available at www.royzimmerman.com. Here, he performs the song at the Skeptics Society conference

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Cheney - he’s like a barrel of oil –
both crude and yet refined, lol

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"Things We Said Today" (recorded June 2, 1964) by The Beatles

"Things We Said Today" has always for me been a visionary song. Although it is a marvelously direct and unaffected love song, somehow for me the chorus has always sounded as though the singer (and I, the listener) are conscious at this moment of how precious these moments, these years (of the Beatles' creative flowering and of the listeners' youth and collective great awakening) will seem to us whenever we think of them in our future lives.

What a wonderful message, and how perfect the melody and rhythm that accompany and carry it: "Someday when we're dreaming/Deep in love, not a lot to say/Then we will remember/Things we said today." ... things once said, moments shared, and how they endure..

Elegant simplicity. ....... Remarkably artful. The gentleness of the vocal is moving after the energetic guitar opening, .....
The Beatles themselves, like Picasso, are one of the obvious huge hits (artists like meteorites are measured by impact) of the 20th C.

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Lyrics:
You say you will love me
If I have to go
You'll be thinking of me
somehow I will know
Someday when I'm lonely
wishing you weren't so far away
Then I will remember
Things we said today

You said you'll be mine, girl
'til the end of time
These days such a kind girl
seems so hard to find
Someday when we're dreaming
deep in love, not a lot to say
Then we will remember
Things we said today

Me I'm just the lucky kind
Love to hear you say that love is love
And though we may be blind
Love is here to stay and that's enough

To make you mine, girl
be the only one
loves me all the time, girl
we'll go on and on

Some day when we're dreaming
deep in love not a lot to say
Then we will remember
Things we said today

Me I'm just the lucky kind
Love to hear you say that love is love
And though we may be blind
Love is here to stay and that's enough

To make you mine, girl
believe only one
loves me all the time, girl
we'll go on and on

Some day when we're dreaming
deep in love not a lot to say
Then we will remember
Things we said today

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This song, like most on the album, is about love and the problems that come with it. Dylan attacks an unnamed woman throughout the song, though he sidetracks for several lines at a time to comment on the world in general. The chorus varies from time to time, but always includes the phrase, "You're an idiot, babe. It's a wonder that you still know how to breathe." At the end of the song, he changes it slightly and blames himself for some of the aforementioned problems in saying, "We're idiots, babe. It's a wonder we can even feed ourselves."

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"Someone's got it in for me, they're planting stories in the press
Whoever it is I wish they'd cut it out but when they will I can only guess.
They say I shot a man named Gray and took his wife to Italy,
She inherited a million bucks and when she died it came to me.
I can't help it if I'm lucky.

People see me all the time and they just can't remember how to act
Their minds are filled with big ideas, images and distorted facts.
Even you, yesterday you had to ask me where it was at,
I couldn't believe after all these years, you didn't know me better than that
Sweet lady.

Idiot wind, blowing every time you move your mouth,
Blowing down the backroads headin' south.
Idiot wind, blowing every time you move your teeth,
You're an idiot, babe.
It's a wonder that you still know how to breathe.

I ran into the fortune-teller, who said beware of lightning that might strike
I haven't known peace and quiet for so long I can't remember what it's like.
There's a lone soldier on the cross, smoke pourin' out of a boxcar door,
You didn't know it, you didn't think it could be done, in the final end he won the wars
After losin' every battle.

I woke up on the roadside, daydreamin' 'bout the way things sometimes are
Visions of your chestnut mare shoot through my head and are makin' me see stars.
You hurt the ones that I love best and cover up the truth with lies.
One day you'll be in the ditch, flies buzzin' around your eyes,
Blood on your saddle.

Idiot wind, blowing through the flowers on your tomb,
Blowing through the curtains in your room.
Idiot wind, blowing every time you move your teeth,
You're an idiot, babe.
It's a wonder that you still know how to breathe.

It was gravity which pulled us down and destiny which broke us apart
You tamed the lion in my cage but it just wasn't enough to change my heart.
Now everything's a little upside down, as a matter of fact the wheels have stopped,
What's good is bad, what's bad is good, you'll find out when you reach the top
You're on the bottom.

I noticed at the ceremony, your corrupt ways had finally made you blind
I can't remember your face anymore, your mouth has changed, your eyes
don't look into mine.
The priest wore black on the seventh day and sat stone-faced while the building
burned.
I waited for you on the running boards, near the cypress trees, while the springtime
turned Slowly into autumn.

Idiot wind, blowing like a circle around my skull,
From the Grand Coulee Dam to the Capitol.
Idiot wind, blowing every time you move your teeth,
You're an idiot, babe.
It's a wonder that you still know how to breathe.

I can't feel you anymore, I can't even touch the books you've read
Every time I crawl past your door, I been wishin' I was somebody else instead.
Down the highway, down the tracks, down the road to ecstasy,
I followed you beneath the stars, hounded by your memory
And all your ragin' glory.

I been double-crossed now for the very last time and now I'm finally free,
I kissed goodbye the howling beast on the borderline which separated you from me.
You'll never know the hurt I suffered nor the pain I rise above,
And I'll never know the same about you, your holiness or your kind of love,
And it makes me feel so sorry.

Idiot wind, blowing through the buttons of our coats,
Blowing through the letters that we wrote.
Idiot wind, blowing through the dust upon our shelves,
We're idiots, babe.
It's a wonder we can even feed ourselves"

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Harry Belafonte called manager Ken Kragen about a fundraising idea for Africa. Kragen suggested a multi-artistic event akin to Bob Geldof's Band-Aid and the resulting single "Do They Know It's Christmas." Kragen contacted Lionel Richie, who was one of his clients, Quincy Jones, and Michael Jackson about the idea. Kragen booked time at A&M Recording Studios on January 28, 1985, the night of the American Music Awards to ensure the artist would be available. Richie and Jackson collaborated on the song that would become "We Are the World." Jones sent out instrumental versions of the song along with the note that emphasized "check your egos at the door." The music video for the song is a who's who of '80s pop.

Issued on March 7, 1984, "We Are the World" sold 800,000 copies in one weekend. There was even a day when the record was played simultaneously on radio and TV stations across the country. Produced by Quincy Jones and issued under the name USA for Africa, "We Are the World" sold over four million copies, going to number one R&B for two weeks, number one pop for four weeks, number one adult contemporary, and number 76 country in the spring of 1985. It won Grammys for Best Song, Best Record, and Best Pop Performance by a Duo or Group. The We Are the World LP sold over three million copies, holding down the number one pop spot for three weeks, while going to number six R&B. Adding music sales and merchandising, "We Are the World" generated over 50 million dollars to aid starving people in Africa.


lyric

There comes a time
When we heed a certain call
When the world must come together as one
There are people dying
And it's time to lend a hand to life
The greatest gift of all

We can't go on pretending day by day
That someone, somewhere will soon make a change
We're all a part of God's great big family
And the truth, you know,love is all we need

We are the world
We are the children
We are the ones who make a brighter day
So let's start giving
There's a choice we're making
We're saving our own lives
It's true we'll make a better day, just you and me

Send them your heart
So they'll know that someone cares
And their lives will be stronger and free
As God has shown us by turning stones to bread
and so we all must lend a helping hand

We are the world
We are the children
We are the ones who make a brighter day
So let's start giving
There's a choice we're making
We're saving our own lives
It's true we'll make a better day, just you and me

When you're down and out, there seems no hope at all
But if you just believe there's no way we can fall
Well, well, well, well let us realize oh! that a change can only come
When we stand together as one

We are the world
We are the children
We are the ones who make a brighter day
So let's start giving
There's a choice we're making
We're saving our own lives
It's true we'll make a better day, just you and me

We are the world
We are the children
We are the ones who make a brighter day
So let's start giving
There's a choice we're making
We're saving our own lives
It's true we'll make a better day, just you and me


We are the world
(are the world)
We are the children
(are the children)
We are the ones who'll make a brighter day so lets start giving
(so let's start giving)
There's a choice we're makin'
We're savin' our own lives
It's true we'll make a brighter day, just you and me
ohh let me hear you!!!
Rep til fade

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There`s a choice we`re makin` , we`re saving our own lives.

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Wysiwyg said:

Ain`t that the truth.A younger Bob with his view on life.

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Allen Ginsberg reads his 'Hum Bom!' live on stage at his last appearance in London on October 19 1995 Heaven nightclub, at the 2nd birthday of club-night megatripolis. Pretty apposite for our times. From Diva Pictures (www.divapix.co.uk) More info and clips at www.allenginsbergdvd.com and myspace.com/allenginsbergliveinlondon photos at www.leeharris.co.uk

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Idiot Wind is about the press, freedom of speech, and the power it possesses. It can twist truths into lies and lead people into believing as such. Dylan has a strong disassociation with the press because of its misuse of free speech.

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