It's National Lyrics Day!

"Violets"

The territorial drums a waltz on a loaded gun
The viper flexes, coiling on the vine

And the irises are sinking in the rain
Idiots drown the sound of a distant train
The blind man plays his instrument and sings
In the Irish Sea the ichthyosaurus swims

The Reverend Ian Paisley grabs his god and shouts
The Pope sits in the Vatican and doubts

The generous American is loosening his belt
Savouring his childhood in an after-dinner mint

And the rosebuds are sinking in the rain
Radios drown the sound of a distant train
The blind man's bow leaves resin on the strings
In the Irish Sea the rattlesnake swims

On the feast day of St Patrick, like the poet Valery
A soldier pours a glass of blood red wine into the sea

The sun can never shine through the censorship of clouds
In this city of open secrets and sudden shrouds

While the astors are sinking in the rain
Automatics drown the sound of a distant train
The blind old man's accordion is torn
In the Irish sea the adders swarm

And in a Ballymena farmhouse a widow goes to bits
And sometimes she remembers him and sometimes she just sits

And as for the troubles, don't count us out
Sometimes we're unbiased observers, sometimes louts

While the tiger lilies crumple in the rain
Television drowns the sound of a distant train
The blind man pours the spit from an old trombone
In the Irish Sea the tapeworms twist and turn

The moon is a sergeant major who rises and recruits
In the terraces of Belfast, in the back streets of Beirut

Sitting on a bed while I watch you from behind
Skinny as a child, guilt-free, your face unlined

While the violets are sinking in the rain
Videos drown the sound of a distant train
The blind old man has smashed his violin
In the Irish Sea the vipers return

Could've been your conscience but I guess that never works
So treat me like an equal 'til it hurts

I violetti surrendono per te
I canali la torre di Babel
I violini piangono per che
Io sto morendo in questo hotel

I violetti surrendono per te
I canali la torre di Babel
I violini piangono per che
Io sto morendo in questo hotel

La la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la la

Di di di di di di di di di di di
Di di di di di di di di di di di
Di di di di di di di di di di di

Da da da da da da da da da da da
Da da .....

Whether in wonder or indecent haste
You arrange the mirrors and the spools
To snare the rare and precious jewels
That were only made of paste

If you should stumble upon my last remark
I'm crying in the wilderness
I'm trying my best to make it dark
How can I tell you I'm rarer than most
I'm certain as a lost dog
Pondering a sign post

Chorus

I want to vanish
This is my last request
I've given you the awful truth
Now give me my rest

by E Costello

I was looking out on my roof last night
Woken up from a dream
Saw a typhoon coming in close
Bringing the clouds down to the sea
Making the world look gray and alone
Taking all light from my view
Keeping everyone in
Keeping me here with you

Around you now
I can't sleep no more, baby
Around you now
Don't wanna leave ya

Woken up from a dream last night
Somewhere lost in war
Couldn't feel my feet or hands
Didn't feel right anymore
Knew there I'd die alone
With no one to reach to
Then an angel came down
And brought me back to you

I'd rather leave this world forever, baby
Then let life go the way it's going

Watching an old fight film last night
Ray Mancini and Duk Koo Kim
The boy from Seoul was hanging on good
But the pounding it took to him
There in the square he laid alone
Without face; without crown
And the angels who looked upon
They never came down

You never know what day is gonna pick you, baby
Out of the air; out of nowhere

Oh, come to me once more my love
Show me love I've never known
Oh, come to me once more my love
Show me love I've never known
Come to me once more my love
Show me love I've never known
Come to me once more my love
Show me love I've never known

Sing to me once more my love
Words from your younger years
Sing to me once more my love
Words from your younger years
Come to me once more my love

I'm looking for a dolly to share my early-morning tea,
A scintillating dolly who'll come along and baby me:
She's got to be a girl who's a thoroughbred,
Who'll bring me my cocoa when it's time for bed
And entertain the Duchess and Duke,
And that reminds me, whatever happened to Phyllis Puke?

They call me Dashing Dennis with a gleaming white smile,
And when I'm out playing tennis with Lord and Lady de Lyle
I wish I had a cutie of my very own
To pour me out a port and lemon when I get home
And fix the dinner with the cook,
And that reminds me, whatever happened to Phyllis Puke?

So I went to see the parson to ask his advice,
I said I'm looking for a dolly who's got to be awfully nice,
For I'm a gay young bachelor of thirty-three
And everybody in the village talks about me
And gives me peculiar looks,
And that reminds me, whatever happened to Phyllis Puke?

[Spoken] Whatever did happen to Phyllis Puke? Well, wasn't she the one who ran off with that colonial bus conductor chappie from Brixton?

There was a murder in the red barn
Murder in the red barn

The trees are bending over
The cows are lying down
The autumn's taking over
You can hear the buckshot hounds
The watchman said to Reba the loon
Was it pale at Manzanita
Or Blind Bob the raccoon?
Pin it on a drifter
They sleep beneath the bridge
One plays the violin
And sleeps inside a fridge
There was a murder in the red barn
A murder in the red barn

Someone's crying in the woods
Someone's burying all his clothes
Now Slam the Crank from Wheezer
Slept outside last night and froze
Road kill has its seasons
Just like anything
It's possums in the autumn
And it's farm cats in the spring
There was a murder in the red barn
A murder in the red barn

Now thou shalt not covet thy neighbor's house
Or covet thy neighbor's wife
But for some
Murder is the only door thru which they enter life

Now they surrounded the house
They smoke him out
They took him off in chains
The sky turned black and bruised
And we had months of heavy rains
Now the raven's nest in the rotted roof
Of Chenoweth's old place
And no one's asking Cal
About that scar upon his face
'Cause there's nothin' strange
About an axe with bloodstains in the barn

There's always some killin'
You got to do around the farm
A murder in the red barn
Murder in the red barn

Now the woods will never tell
What sleeps beneath the trees
Or what's buried 'neath a rock
Or hiding in the leaves
'Cause road kill has it's seasons
Just like anything
It's possums in the autumn
And it's farm cats in the spring
A murder in the red barn
A murder in the red barn

Now a lady can't do nothin'
Without folks' tongues waggin'
Is this blood on the tree
Or is it autumn's red blaze
When the ground's soft for diggin'
ANd the rain will bring all this gloom
There's nothing wrong with a lady
Drinking alone in her room
But there was a murder in the red barn
A murder in the red barn

ippai no
oishii mizu wo nonde
neko ni mo
miruku wo
ageyo
dai kirai na
terebi no nyusu no
oto wo kesu no

itsu no
manika
natsu wa sugiru
tatoe
anata to
wakarete wa
watashi wa kitto
atarashii aki wo
ikiru no
hitori de
ikiru no

kami-sama ga
watashi wo otameshi
ni naru
ima wa tabun
sonna toki desho
dai suki na
rekodo wa
itsumo sugu ni
owaru no

itsu no
manika
natsu wa sugiru
atarashii
shatsu ni kigaete
watashi wa
watashi no
jinsei wo
ikiru no
hitori de
ikiru no

kami-sama ga
watashi wo otameshi
ni naru
ima wataru
sonna toki desho
dai suki na
rekodo wa
mo shibaraku
kikanai no
tsugi no
natsu ga
kuru made
"ma vie, l'ete de vie" (konishi), from pizzicato five, happy end of the world

Freud was right
Dad should die
Mom should spread her legs real wide
It's an old story, sad but true
Stephen Hawking loves his mother too

Women want a dick
Guys like tits
Baby's gotta shit
I love my mother

Freud was right
Dad should die
Mom should spread her legs real wide
It's an old story, sad but true
Stephen Hawking loves his mother too

--WCKR SPGT, "Freud Was Right"

Oh sweet thing, sweet thing
My, my, my, my, my sweet thing
And I will raise my hand up
Into the night time sky
And count the stars
That's shining in your eye
Just to dig it all an' not to wonder
That's just fine
And I'll be satisfied
Not to read in between the lines
And I will walk and talk
In gardens all wet with rain
And I will never, ever, ever, ever
Grow so old again.
Oh sweet thing, sweet thing
Sugar-baby with your champagne eyes
And your saint-like smile....

The road up ahead is so unclear
Back slidin' down the bottle of beer
Nobody knew if I would make it here

Sweet music set me free
From the statistic that I started to be
I wish my mama was alive to see

The memories of pain have scarred
And when I fall it's usually hard
But I get up and keep followin' God

I'm gettin' grown...

Now I remember the good ol' days
Broads and boxes and blunts to blaze
Now I got three children to raise

I never won't be perfect I know,
But workin on it is worse than I know,
Life is just learning as you go

Been selfish once or twice
I had to how learn to sacrifice
So here's to my late nighters be nice

Every day that goes by I find
It eithers hits me or robs you blind
Gotta owe ya this life of mine

I'm gettin grown...

Oooo, time changed but it feels the same,
There's no tellin what tommorow will bring,
Even if I could I wouldn't change a thang

Hey, Lord I know I'm not here to stay
But thanks for wakin' me up today
Prepare me for what may come my way

Say, young man, there's no need to cry
Because I know you will get by
Look your destiny in the eye

Everyday my heart burns to try
You got to walk before you learn to fly
And we all got to earn to die

I'm gettin' grown...

- Cee-Lo, "Gettin' Grown"

-Jandek, "I Passed By The Building"

The lyrics aren’t supposed to mean that much
They’re just a vehicle for a lovely voice
They aren’t supposed to mean that much

Lyrics mean nothing, don’t right any wrongs
In fact I’m not having them on this
You say they mean nothing just gobbledy-gook
But just look at yourself you’re not clever enough
Understanding the truth, you are so out of touch
You believe all of this, you can’t see it’s a spoof
Understand all the words when they don’t even rhyme
And I’m losing the rhythm and the whole thing’s getting weirder and weirder

They all believe me
It’s all so easy now

Mansun - An Open Letter to the Lyrical Trainspotter

And I was green, greener than the hill
Where the flowers grew and the sun shone still
Now I'm darker than the deepest sea
Just hand me down, give me a place to be.

And I was strong, strong in the sun
I thought I'd see when day is done
Now I'm weaker than the palest blue
Oh, so weak in this need for you.

Nick Drake - Place to Be

Got mashed potatoes
Got mashed potatoes
Got mashed potatoes
Got mashed potatoes
Ain't got no T-Bone

Got mashed potatoes
Got mashed potatoes
Got mashed potatoes
Ain't got no T-Bone
Ain't got no T-Bone

Got mashed potatoes
Got mashed potatoes
Got mashed potatoes
Ain't got no T-Bone
Ain't got no T-Bone
T-Bone

Got mashed potatoes
Got mashed potatoes
Got mashed potatoes
Ain't got no T-Bone
Ain't got no T-Bone
Ain't got no T-Bone
Ain't got no T-Bone
No T-Bone

Got mashed potatoes
Got mashed potatoes
Got mashed potatoes
Ain't got no T-Bone
Ain't got no T-Bone

Ain't got no T-Bone
Ain't got no T-Bone
Ain't got no T-Bone

Ain't got no T-Bone

Got mashed potatoes
Got mashed potatoes
Got mashed potatoes
Ain't got no T-Bone

Got mashed potatoes
Got mashed potatoes
Got mashed potatoes
Ain't got no T-Bone
Ain't got no T-Bone
Ain't got no T-Bone
Ain't got no T-Bone
Ain't got no T-Bone

-Neil Young, 'T-Bone'

momus is obsessed with me.

Six miles south of Meadville
all bare cinderblocks
sitting there is Moose Lodge 2505
and outside there's a sign that says
Good Cod Dinner, Fridays, $5.95
Good Steakeye Dinner, Saturdays, $5.95
It says, Welcome...
You are welcome
to the crazy green
of the midsummer nowhere, yeah yeah yeah,
Mr In-Between is showing up fair, four-square
I love that highway, US 322, yeah yeah yeah

And I saw stars
in strange constellations
trapped inside the blackness of neverending night
seen thru the pearly luminescence of shatterproof glass
framed by the wrong side of green velour
and maybe it felt like home...
maybe for just a little while

I love that road
I love the way it yields to me
It sorta breathes & whispers out my name, that's how it feels
I love that highway, US 322, yeah yeah yeah

I wear a suit
and honey I wear a tie, yeah yeah yeah
I'm gonna look good each and every day I start to die
Now say, The radio is gonna set you free, yeah yeah yeah

-- "Slow Walking Daddy"
-- Pere Ubu

In the morning laughing happy fish heads
In the evening floating in the soup

Ask a fish head anything you want to
They won't answer they can't talk

I took a fish head out to see a movie
Didn't have to pay to get it in

They can't play baseball they don't wear sweaters
They're not good dancers they don't play drums

Roly poly fish heads are never seen
Drinking cappuccino in Italian restaurants
with Oriental women

Yeah.

Souvent pour s'amuser les hommes d'equipage
And it's like talking to a stranger
Remember the panic in its delectable face, when I touched it
It was like talking to a stranger
Venetian candles penetrated its heart
It trembles like talking to a stranger
And Oh Miss Jesus tell me where are your black eyes?
Your baby was talking to a stranger, no no

Souvent pour s'amuser les hommes d'equipage
And it's like talking to a stranger
You tasted mustard when she painted your face
And it was like talking to a stranger
And Oh Miss Jesus tell me where are your black eyes?
Your baby was talking to a stranger
Souvent pour s'amuser les hommes d'equipage
And it's like talking to a stranger

Souvent pour s'amuser les hommes d'equipage
And it's like talking to a stranger
You tasted mustard when she painted your face
And it was like talking to a stranger
Remember the panic in its delectable face, when you touched it
It was like talking to a stranger
And Oh Miss Jesus tell me where are your black eyes?
Your baby was talking to a stranger

You're talking to a stranger, no no

-- Hunters & Collectors, "Talking To A Stranger"

Y'know, for a second there I thought that the Pigeon Street song was inspired by the street in Kabul, Afghanistan, that was a popular thoroughfare during the hippie trekking era of the '60s and '70s, but then I remembered that would have been Chicken Street. Duh. Wrong birdie.

Don't tell me what to live
Just sit and putter
Life's candy and the sun's a ball of butter
Don't bring around a cloud
To rain on my parade

Don't tell me not to fly
I've simply got to
If someone takes a spill
It's me not you
Who told you you're allowed
To rain on my parade

I'll march my band out
I'll beat my drum
And if I'm spammed out
Your turn at bat sir
At least I didn't fake it
Hat sir
Nearly didn't make it

Maybe I'm just a rose of sheer perfection
A freckle on the nose of life's complexion
A cinder of a shiny apple of it's eye
I've gotta fly once
Only can die once
Right sir
Love is juicy, juicy and I'll say
I gotta have my bite sir

Look out love oh babe I'm coming
Don't tell me not to march
My heart's a drummer
Who told you you're allowed
To rain on my parade

I'm gonna live and live now
Get what I want I know how
One roll for the whole shebang
One throw that bell will go clang
High on the target and wham
One shot one gunshot and bam!

Don't tell me not to live
Just sit and putter
Life's candy and the sun's a ball of butter
Don't bring around a cloud
To rain on my parade

Don't tell me not to fly
I've simply got to
If someone takes a spill
It's me not you
Who told you you're allowed
To rain on my parade

Big Tymers

Niggaz can’t out-stunt me when it come to these fuckin’ cars, nigga
Believe that

You know me, I don’t need no introduction and s***
Ride Bentleys ‘round the city on buttons, ya bitch
Arm hangin’, wrist blingin’, just stunnin’ and s***
Drop the top, block is hot, stay bumpin’, ya bitch
Get it right, don’t tangle and twist it
Hit the club every night, drunk, drinkin’ that Crissy
Niggas mad, don’t like it ‘cause I’m bangin’ they bitches
When the light hit the ice, it twinkle and glistens
Baby, Bryan, B., Bubble, you can call me what you feel
Hoppin’ out the platinum Hummer with the platinum grill
With the platinum pieces and the platinum chains
With the platinum watches and the platinum rings
Last s*** ain’t changed, still doin’ my thing
Still do it for the block, n**s hang and swing
You don’t know another nigga that could stunt like me
Big Tymer representin’, nigga, the U.P.T.

I’m that hard nigga stunnin’ like Evil Knievil
Jumpin’ out Lexus and Hummers, showin’ off for my people
I’m the #1 stunna (Wh-wh-what)
The #1 stunna (Wh-wh-what)

James Bond, Jackie Chan, and that b****, McGyver
Private planes, Jaguars, Bentleys and Prowlers
I’m the #1 stunna (Wh-wh-what)
The #1 stunna (Wh-wh-what)

I put dubs on cars, when I ride I’m fly
We thugs, not stars, b****, ride or die
Put bricks on blocks, n****, cooked and cut
Juve’ ‘bout to hold the rocks, n****, hook it up
Diamonds on my h**s feet, when they walk they spark
Diamonds in my fuckin’ teeth, when I talk I spark
Don’t fuck around with beef, when it start I spark
Me and my Hot Boy creeps, when it’s dark we spark
Just bought a new car and I’m thinkin’ ‘bout a million
The motherfuckin’ driver seat sittin’ in the middle
Me and my son, Wheezy, got a house by the water
I’ll be fuckin’ bad bitches, I be hittin’ they daughters
I like my dick sucked fast, I like to play with them rookies
I like to fuck ‘em in they ass while he beat up the p****
I’m the #1 stunna, you don’t want my s***
I’m a stunt till I die, b****, the s*** don’t quit

I’m that hard nigga stunnin’ like Evil Knievil
Jumpin’ out Lexus and Hummers, showin’ off for my people
I’m the #1 stunna (Wh-wh-what)
The #1 stunna (Wh-wh-what)

James Bond, Jackie Chan, and that b****, McGyver
Private planes, Jaguars, Bentleys and Prowlers
I’m the #1 stunna (Wh-wh-what)
The #1 stunna (Wh-wh-what)

Baby, pop the Crystal, and shine the jewels
Get the Cadillac from Suell with 20-inch Ls
Boss B., slow down in the Jag, you lost me
Slow down, Wayne, you know that’s all on me
Come on, you know how slow the new Rolls Royce be
Baby, give me the keys, give me the weed, give me the G’s, give me the Mack 10
Let me see happenin’, to me, these niggas last in
What’s up, Boss B., you ever got beef with a busta
You can call me, you know I keep a blucka-blucka
Hit ‘em all week, give me the keys to the bubble
I’m on y’all street, Juvenile
Baby, let me get the keys to the Rover truck
But wait, my nigga, baby, he live on chrome
My nigga, baby, he get his shine on

I’m that hard nigga stunnin’ like Evil Knievil
Jumpin’ out Lexus and Hummers, showin’ off for my people
I’m the #1 stunna (Wh-wh-what)
The #1 stunna (Wh-wh-what)

James Bond, Jackie Chan, and that b****, McGyver
Private planes, Jaguars, Bentleys and Prowlers
I’m the #1 stunna (Wh-wh-what)
The #1 stunna (Wh-wh-what)

I’m that hard nigga stunnin’ like Evil Knievil
Jumpin’ out Lexus and Hummers, showin’ off for my people
I’m the #1 stunna (Wh-wh-what)
The #1 stunna (Wh-wh-what)

James Bond, Jackie Chan, and that b****, McGyver
Private planes, Jaguars, Bentleys and Prowlers
I’m the #1 stunna (Wh-wh-what)
The #1 stunna (Wh-wh-what)

Now, it’s plain and simple, nigga
I ain’t met a nigga yet who could fuck with these
Cash Money Hot Boys with these cars, nigga
See that new Monte Carlo, that’s hot and on fire
That my dog, Fresh, had first
We got ‘em on dubs
That Lexus, the new one that come out in 2001 with the frog eyes
I got that b**** on dubs
And that Yu, the new Yukon, that’s bubble-eye
I got that bitch on dubs
And that Mercedes Wagon, with the kit, that’s kitted out
Look like it got frog eyes
That bitch on dubs
And I got that Benz that me and my dog bought for our bitches
We got this s*** here on dubs
We all drive Bentley’s on dubs
I’m tryin’ to put platinum eyebrows on these h**s
I just bought me a platinum football field, nigga
You understand, don’t fuck with me with these cars, nigga
We the #1 stunnas, nigga
Got that Viper with them rattle stripes with that kit
You understand, we ain’t playin’
TVs in all our s***
Believe that, playboy
Fuck your whole hood up

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It's so easy, easy
When everybody's tryin' to
please me, baby
It's so easy, easy
When everybody's tryin' to
please me

Cars are crashin' every night
I drink n' drive
everything's in sight
I make the fire
But I miss the firefight
I hit the bull's eye every night

It's so easy, easy
When everybody's tryin' to
please me, baby
Yeah it's so easy, easy
When everybody's tryin' to please me
So easy
But nothin' seems to please me
It all fits so right
When I fade into the night
See me hit you
You fall down

I see you standin' there
You think you're so cool
Why don't you just
Fuck off

Ya get nothin' for nothin'
If that's what you do
Turn around bitch I got a use for you
Besides you ain't got nothin' better to do
And I'm bored

It's so easy, easy
When everybody's tryin' to
please me, baby
It's so easy, easy
When everybody's tryin' to please me
So easy
But nothin' seems to please me
It all fits so right
When I fade into the night
So come with me
Don't ask me where cause I don't know
I'll try to please you
I ain't got no money
But it goes to show
It's so easy

oh, i got erection
oh, i got erection
oh, i got erection
oh, i got erection

when i set a house on fire - erection
once a liver, now she`s a dier - erection
when i dig a hole in the ground - erection
when i hear that hard rock sound - erection

oh, i got erection
oh, i got erection
oh, i got erection
oh, i got erection

by Bob Merrill

How much is that doggie in the window?
The one with the waggly tail
How much is that doggie in the window?
I do hope that doggie's for sale

I must take a trip to California
And leave my poor sweetheart alone
If he has a dog, he won't be lonesome
And the doggie will have a good home

How much is that doggie in the window?
The one with the waggly tail
How much is that doggie in the window?
I do hope that doggie's for sale

I read in the papers there are robbers
With flashlights that shine in the dark
My love needs a doggie to protect him
And scare them away with one bark

How much is that doggie in the window?
The one with the waggly tail
How much is that doggie in the window?
I do hope that doggie's for sale

Bob Merrill is one of the greatest lyricists of all time in my opinion.

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Tequila!

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Tequila!

"Daddy Wouldn't Buy Me a Bow Wow" (1892)

by Joseph Tabrar

I love my little cat, I do
With soft black silky hair
It comes with me each day to school
And sits upon the chair
When teacher says "why do you bring
That little pet of your's?"
I tell her that I bring my cat
Along with me because

Daddy wouldn't buy me a bow-wow! bow wow!
Daddy wouldn't buy me a bow-wow! bow wow!
I've got a little cat
And I'm very fond of that
But I'd rather have a bow-wow
Wow, wow, wow, wow

We used to have two tiny dogs
Such pretty little dears
But daddy sold 'em 'cause they used
To bite each other's ears
I cried all day, at eight each night
Papa sent me to bed
When Ma came home and wiped my eyes
I cried again and said

Daddy wouldn't buy me a bow-wow! bow wow!
Daddy wouldn't buy me a bow-wow! bow wow!
I've got a little cat
And I'm very fond of that
But I'd rather have a bow-wow
Wow, wow, wow, wow

I'll be so glad when I get old
To do just as I "likes"
I'll keep a parrot and at least
A half a dozen tykes
And when I've got a tiny pet
I'll kiss the little thing
Then put it in its little cot
And on to it I'll sing

Daddy wouldn't buy me a bow-wow! bow wow!
Daddy wouldn't buy me a bow-wow! bow wow!
I've got a little cat
And I'm very fond of that
But I'd rather have a bow-wow
Wow, wow, wow, wow