What's your favourite complete song lyric of the decade so far?

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For me Weak Become Heroes by The Streets.

Half a decade on and time (and all the post-skinner chatty-chatty lyrics from Kate Nash and the like) has not withered it!

pisces, Sunday, 23 September 2007 18:10 (eighteen years ago)

Naturally...

Tape Store, Sunday, 23 September 2007 18:49 (eighteen years ago)

Bright Eyes! "Let's Not Shit Ourselves"! And I don't like a lot of his lyrics.

dr. phil, Monday, 24 September 2007 03:35 (eighteen years ago)

yeah BOWL OF ORANGES has a fantastic lyric.

pisces, Monday, 24 September 2007 09:37 (eighteen years ago)

May the Mountains Rise Against You
May the Forests Block your Path
May Your Axes Chip and Shatter
And Know It is My Wrath

I Would Mount Your Heads On Bloody Spears
Outside Your Palace Gates
And Watch As Crows Peck Out Your Eyes
And Your Cities Are Laid to Waste

Alex in NYC, Wednesday, 26 September 2007 01:41 (eighteen years ago)

what's that??

pisces, Wednesday, 26 September 2007 02:58 (eighteen years ago)

Charlotte's first confirmation number.

Ned Raggett, Wednesday, 26 September 2007 03:00 (eighteen years ago)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sL4FHZUvv3Y

The Reverend, Wednesday, 26 September 2007 04:36 (eighteen years ago)

If you want to see and be seen, then be seen. Your dress is dark red and your opening eyes are bright green. Make a scene, but don’t lie on the bed, laid out like you’re dead, because honey, you’re murdering me. Be a little sheep learning who’ll shear and who’ll feed. The hands come and they leave. Be hands holding a knife. Be a being on two feet, with his heart trembling, butchering for a king he believes in though he’s never seen. Be the princess in that stone tower, crying for that handsome butcher’s plight (and, as some princess might, she still calls him a knight.) But the best thing for you would be queen, so be queen. You’re all that I need. Though I know that it never can be, I’d be pleased to post your decrees, to fall at your knees, to name all your streets and to sit down and weep when you’re carried back through them and set down to sleep, and to lie by your side for sublime centuries (until we crumble to dust when we’re crushed by a single sunbeam).

ciderpress, Wednesday, 26 September 2007 06:26 (eighteen years ago)

Once Upon the wings of love
I dashed up on the craft
wrinkled foreheads greet me, but I'm high therefore I laugh
attendants rush me, to check my bags
they said "hurry, cuz we 15 minutes behind
we have one seat left and its way in the back
it shouldnt be too hard to find, go sit down."
I said aiite bitch, but I said it kinda low
It won't no problem go towards the back I go
had a little weed on me didn't want it to show
some helicopter took my patna 3 months to grow
so, I slid to the rear to find my chair
Hey pretty girl is this my chair here?
the key Y) didn't even crack a smile
She smelt my black and Mild
she think I be actin wild
and she refused to move her purse
out the little little seat freak trying to get the dude to curse
wanted a nigga to rant and rave
just because of my color, thinkin I cant behave
I said, "Pardon me ma'am, excuse me miss
But there's no reason for you to be pissed
I done payed my dues, payed my bills and fees
Just wanna sit by the window here while I'm feeling the breeze" caise

(chorus)
Right now I feel so good that I
won't let nothin or nobody bring me down
cant wait until the pilot finally levitate
trying to find a way to feel just like this way everyday

Breezier, Breezier
Breezier, Breezier
Breezier, Breezier

Attendants walked the asles as if we were in some type of camp
I seen all my belongings, big and small things
disappearing underneath on ramp
man, I started feeling kinda wicked
should have never bought a ticket
put on my seat belt in case
we land in shit creek
I had to grit me teeth
but then things kinda felt in place
I couldnt wait, broke out my big bag
put it on the tray table
wheels start rolling, table wouldnt stay stable
Waiter walked up and said do you want a beer?
I said yeah, he got happy start doing a cheer
He gave a bag of nuts to the nigga next in line
Put on a gas mask and pointed to the exit sign
I'm checkin it odd, I'm feeling the breeze
and everybody on the plane lookin at me, cause

(Chorus)
Right now I feel so good that I
won't let nothin or nobody bring me down
cant wait until the pilot finally levitate
tryin to find a way to feel just like this everyday

Breezier, Breezier x3

The weather started getting rough
and the big ass plane shook
I started trippin, cause everybody was flippin and dippin
and even hiding pocket books from crooks
I'm like look
I know its kinda scary, its a long way down
you should have had your shit together when you was on the ground
aint no time for whining and crying about dying
cause when its your time, its your time, but right now I'm

(chorus)
feel so Right now I feel so good that I
won't let nothin or nobody bring me down
cant wait until the pilot finally levitate
trying to find a way to feel just like this everyday

Noodle Vague, Wednesday, 26 September 2007 06:47 (eighteen years ago)

easy lee

chemicals

ghetto funk
ghetto funk
ghetto funk

it's the crunk
in my trunk

easy lee
nigga please

chemicals

in my junk

easy lee
sherm and weed
and e
chemicals
ozs and keys
realest gs

mushy bees

chemicals

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jabba hands, Wednesday, 26 September 2007 06:55 (eighteen years ago)

"Winter's Wolves" by The Sword, to answer your question

Alex in NYC, Wednesday, 26 September 2007 18:01 (eighteen years ago)

lolz at villalobos

Mark Clemente, Wednesday, 26 September 2007 18:04 (eighteen years ago)

alex i imagined those lyrics above in the melody of "forever young", is it supposed to be like that?

if so, great

Mark Clemente, Wednesday, 26 September 2007 18:06 (eighteen years ago)

No, but it would be SO MUCH BETTER if they were.

Alex in NYC, Wednesday, 26 September 2007 18:12 (eighteen years ago)

May the Mountains Rise Against You
May the Forests Block your Path
May Your Axes Chip and Shatter
And Know It is My Wrath

I Would Mount Your Heads On Bloody Spears
Outside Your Palace Gates
And Watch As Crows Peck Out Your Eyes
And Your Cities Are Laid to Waste

FORREEEVVERR YOOOUNNNNNNGGGGG FOOOREVERR YOOOOUUUUNGGGGGGGGGGGGG

May You Stayyeeeeeee Foreevvverrr Youunnngggg

Mark Clemente, Wednesday, 26 September 2007 18:25 (eighteen years ago)

You might walk all over me in violet shoes
While I shake the rollercoaster morning blues
I can't get satisfied by being satisfied
I opened up my mind to find it wasn't mine

Then I look for someone else
I could find no-one else like you

And when I needed something wasn't there
And then I pleaded on the silent share
Only when it suits I can be on the side
You called me up what's in my song
Without a smile

Then I look for someone else
I could find no-one else like you

Mr. Snrub, Wednesday, 26 September 2007 20:00 (eighteen years ago)

Times New Viking have my favorite lyrics of any new band.

Trip Maker, Wednesday, 26 September 2007 20:01 (eighteen years ago)

Back in the day you had been part of the smart set
You'd holidayed with kings, dined out with starlets
From London to New York, Cap Ferrat to Capri
In perfume by Chanel and clothes by Givenchy
You sipped camparis with David and Peter
At Noel's parties by Lake Geneva
Scaling the dizzy heights of high society
Armed only with a cheque-book and a family tree

You chased the sun around the Cote d'Azur
Until the light of youth became obscured
And left you on your own and in the shade
An English lady of a certain age
And if a nice young man would buy you a drink
You'd say with a conspiratorial wink
"You wouldn't think that I was seventy"
And he'd say,"no, you couldn't be!"

You had to marry someone very very rich
So that you might be kept in the style to which
You had all of your life been accustomed to
But that the socialists had taxed away from you
You gave him children, a girl and a boy
To keep your sanity a nanny was employed
And when the time came they were sent away
Well that was simply what you did in those days

You chased the sun around the Cote d'Azur
Until the light of youth became obscured
And left you on your own and in the shade
An English lady of a certain age
And if a nice young man would buy you a drink
You'd say with a conspiratorial wink
"You wouldn't think that I was sixty three"
And he'd say,"no, you couldn't be!

Your son's in stocks and bonds and lives back in Surrey
Flies down once in a while and leaves in a hurry
Your daughter never finished her finishing school
Married a strange young man of whom you don't approve
Your husband's hollow heart gave out one Christmas Day
He left the villa to his mistress in Marseilles
And so you come here to escape your little flat
Hoping someone will fill your glass and let you chat about how

You chased the sun around the Cote d'Azur
Until the light of youth became obscured
And left you all alone and in the shade
An English lady of a certain age
And if a nice young man would buy you a drink
You'd say with a conspiratorial wink
"You wouldn't think that I was fifty three"
And he'd say,"no, you couldn't be!

Paul in Santa Cruz, Wednesday, 26 September 2007 20:10 (eighteen years ago)

Ashlee Simpson- Better Off
--
The sky is falling
And it's early in the morning
But it's ok somehow
I spilt my coffee, it went
All over your clothes
I gotta wear mine now

And im always, always,always late
And my hair's a mess,
Even when it's straight

But so what,
I'm better off everyday
When i'm standing in the pouring rain, I dont mind
I think of you and everythings alright
I used to think i had it good
But now i know that i misunderstood
With you I'd say, i'm better off in every way

My friends keep callin'
They say, they say i'm stallin'
And they wanna meet you now
I tell them hell no, i say
We're tryin' to lay low
Don't wanna lose what i've found

Things are finally, finally lookin' up
Oh my feet are on the ground
Even though im stuck

But so what,
I'm better off everyday
When i'm standing in the pouring rain, I dont mind
I think of you and everythings alright
I used to think i had it good
But now i know that i misunderstood
With you I'd say, i'm better off in every way

Things are finally, finally lookin' up
Oh my feet are on the ground
Even though im stuck
Even though im stuck

But so what,
I'm better off everyday
When i'm standing in the pouring rain, I dont mind
I think of you and everythings alright
I used to think i had it good
But now i know that i misunderstood
With you I'd say, i'm better off in every way

Yeah, yeah

Better off in every way
I'm better off in every way
I'm better off today

The sky is falling
And it's early in the morning
But it's ok

Matt Armstrong, Wednesday, 26 September 2007 20:23 (eighteen years ago)

What you gon' do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I'ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
What you gon' do with all that ass?
All that ass inside them jeans?
I'm a make, make, make, make you scream
Make you scream, make you scream.
Cos of my hump (ha), my hump, my hump, my hump (what).
My hump, my hump, my hump (ha), my lovely lady lumps (Check it out)

stephen, Wednesday, 26 September 2007 20:48 (eighteen years ago)

The people asking questions to the people with the answers
The people with the answers are the people with the questions
So the people with the questions asked the people with the answers
The people with the answers won't tell the people with the questions the answers

So the people with the questions they ask the people with the answers
But the people with the answers won't speak to them
Because the people with the answers do the people with the questions
just a little too hard a time to speak to

I'm a man that likes to be alone
I'm a man that likes to think alone
I don't have too many answers, but I got a whole heap of questions
I got a whole heap of questions that I won't hide from you

So low, (unclear lyric)

So the people with the books they went and stood up on the mountain
To get away from the people with no books
The people with the books they started reading on the mountain but
they couldn't see a thing because the sky went dark
I don't know where the cloud cover came from
I'm just sitting here rocking on the station

I don't want to be the type of guy
who lives alone, reading books, and never eats a pizza pie
I don't want to be the type of person sitting alone with a book on my own

With a book on my own

The people with the questions got together
with the people with the books and left the people with answers out
So the people with the answers started to make their way over the hill
to meet with people with the questions and the people with the books

And we all live together on a little round ball
We all sing together when the cuckoo calls

I'm not the type best living alone
Could we live together? Well, I don't know...

People, why do you lie?

I'm not sitting here giving you a lesson
So I'll just keep my mouth shut for the next few minutes

Can't keep quiet for long
I'm a human being
Can't help singing this song
I'm a human being

You won't listen to me
I'm not an authority

So the people with the answers met the people with the questions
and the people with the books sat down
They finally decided to sit around to talk about their problems
to see if they could come up with some answers to meet the questions
and some questions to meet the answers

well, the leaves on the trees are green
[ok we're agreed on that]
and the roads are not very clean
[ok we're agreed on that]
and the food we eat is not very healthy
[ok we're agreed on that]
and the music we make is not particularly good
[ok we're agreed on that]
and the planets sort of revolve around the sun
[ok we're agreed on that]
and the moon is a big ball with nothing on it, and I don't think anyone's ever been there
[ok, so we're kind of agreed on that, so what are we arguing about?
Well, I don't know...
[ok, so let's get together and smoke a bit of pizza pie]

So the people with a pizza pie made me very high
The people with the questions smile
And the people with the answers lie
They lie

So no pizza for them

Just got offed, Wednesday, 26 September 2007 21:05 (eighteen years ago)

Lil Jon - Get Low

max r, Wednesday, 26 September 2007 21:19 (eighteen years ago)

"stay happy" by outrageous cherry. genuinely positive or ironically bitter, it speaks to me like little else has in recent times (excepting several songs by kubichek and the cranebuilders)

electricsound, Thursday, 27 September 2007 00:00 (eighteen years ago)

hi
hope i
hyper
hy-y-per mediocrity

you don't need to
emerge from nothing
you don't need to
tear away

feels good
looks good
sounds good
looks good
feels good too
feels good too
(uh-huh, that's right)
feels good too
(uh-huh, that's right)

wanko ergo sum, Thursday, 27 September 2007 00:18 (eighteen years ago)

I don't know if it's my favorite, but "Someone Great" by LCD Soundsystem is awesome.

HI DERE, Thursday, 27 September 2007 00:29 (eighteen years ago)

This is kind of a weird one, but I love every part of "The Shy Retirer" by Arab Strap.

Ben Boyerrr, Thursday, 27 September 2007 01:00 (eighteen years ago)

"The Past Is A Grotesque Animal" by Of Montreal, by some way.

Mister Craig, Thursday, 27 September 2007 05:56 (eighteen years ago)

Dunno if it's the best, but "The Sound Of Crying" by Prefab Sprout is so ignored it deserves a mention. Written during the first gulf war, it still works great today:

Hang out the flags a new world order’s on the way
Start singing now a song to greet the joyful day
Just when we thought
The time was right for celebrating
With music of the spheres
What’s this - another boat of fleeing refugees on
A sea of children’s tears

Once more the sound of crying
Is number one across the earth

We’re only men and women doing what we can
Sometimes I think that God is working to a plan
Then other times I swear that he is improvising
Discordant and remote
Another orphan baby in failed uprising
Another real bum note

Once more the sound of crying
Is number one across the earth

And if you’re listening up there
You could consider this a prayer
Well who am I to tell you how to run your business
Man, you could strike me blind
What kind of noise we gotta make down here
Before we destroy your peace of mind

Once more the sound of crying
Is number one across the earth

Geir Hongro, Thursday, 27 September 2007 10:16 (eighteen years ago)

it's been a long old decade

Just got offed, Thursday, 27 September 2007 11:29 (eighteen years ago)

i don't know about decade, but "all my friends" is a contender for best lyrics of the year for me.

fritz, Friday, 28 September 2007 20:38 (eighteen years ago)

Don’t be M-I-A
We’re gonna make you L-O-L
B-T-W this is all for you
We’re so H-O-T that you’ll be saying O-M-G
B-T-W this is all for you
We’re bringing the party to ya
A-S-A-P don’t ya
It’s as simple as A-B-C
We got whatcha need
We got the power of five
Coming with is F-Y-I
S-P-G doing it
Big big things
And we’ll be poppin on
On automatic flow
And we ain’t stoppin ‘til you’re on our team yeah
Don’t be M-I-A
We’re gonna make you L-O-L
B-T-W this is all for you
We’re so H-O-T that you’ll be saying O-M-G
B-T-W this is all for you
Don’t tell us to B-R-B
We rockin eternally
All live we O-G-G
No G-A-M-E
Our music we don’t play
Back and forth that’s the way
Come on join in
If not then G-T-G
And we’ll be poppin’ on
On automatic flow
And we ain’t stoppin’ until you’re on our team yeah
Don’t be M-I-A
We’re gonna make you L-O-L
B-T-W this is all for you
We’re so H-O-T that you’ll be saying O-M-G
B-T-W this is all for you
A-B-C-D-E-F-G
Tell me what you think of me
Kickin’ it S-P-G
Style 2-3 come on
Don’t you say I-D-K
You got the info so don’t play
L-M-N-O-P use it
The 4-1-1 don’t abuse it!

Don’t be M-I-A
We’re gonna make you L-O-L
B-T-W this is all for you
We’re so H-O-T that you’ll be saying O-M-G
B-T-W this is all for you
Don’t be M-I-A
We’re gonna make you L-O-L
B-T-W this is all for you
We’re so H-O-T that you’ll be saying O-M-G
B-T-W this is all for you

max r, Friday, 28 September 2007 22:59 (eighteen years ago)


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