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Killer Lines…still haunting me

Forums › Forums › General Discussions › Open Topic › Killer Lines…still haunting me

  • This topic has 115 replies, 16 voices, and was last updated 21 years, 5 months ago by crazycloud.
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  • October 11, 2001 at 10:58 am #67343
    SG
    Participant

      I don`t know either Javro,the first one sounds familiar though.
      Tony-Bad Religion-Hurray for me and F*ck you

      October 11, 2001 at 7:12 pm #67344
      AGAP
      Participant

        Hey,

        Another line from Sparklehorse, song called Someday I will treat you good

        I left my baby on the side of the highway
        She just didn’t see things my way
        Someday I will treat you good
        Someday I will treat you fine
        Someday I will treat you good
        I know I should

        Allison [img]images/smiles/converted/cwm12.gif[/img]

        October 11, 2001 at 8:54 pm #67345
        K7 Rides Again
        Participant

          -He’d say, "I’m gonna be like you, dad.
          You know I’m gonna be like you."
          -He said, "Thanks for the ball, dad, come on let’s play. Can you teach me to throw?" I said, "Not today,
          I got a lot to do." He said, "That’s ok."
          And he walked away, but his smile never dimmmed,
          Said, "I’m gonna be like him, yeah.
          You know I’m gonna be like him."
          -"When you coming home, son?" "I don’t know when,
          But we’ll get together then, dad.
          You know we’ll have a good time then."
          -I said, "I’d like to see you if you don’t mind."
          He said, "I’d love to, dad, if I could find the time.
          You see, my new job’s a hassle, and the kid’s got the flu, But it’s sure nice talking to you, dad.
          It’s been sure nice talking to you."
          And as I hung up the phone, it occurred to me,
          He’d grown up just like me.
          My boy was just like me.
          -And the cat’s in the cradle and the silver spoon,
          Little boy blue and the man in the moon.
          "When you coming home, son?" "I don’t know when,
          But we’ll get together then, dad.
          You know we’ll have a good time then."

          <FONT>[ October 11, 2001 06:56 PM: 1 kurticus7 ]</font>

          October 12, 2001 at 10:49 am #67346
          SG
          Participant

            Kurticus7-that`s one of my Dad`s fav songs,when I was 4 or 5 he always used to play Harry Chapin`s live album,got kinda sick of it after awhile.
            Allison-my fav line from that song is "why are the beautiful ones always crazy"then he says something about Morticia Addams,that`s cool!

            October 12, 2001 at 11:10 am #67347
            Robert
            Participant

              Look at all the ministers,
              they’re so sinister.
              When they’re starting to float.
              On the pond near the lake,
              of the origami snake.
              It is kept there by the meek,
              with their plastic deductable knives.
              I met the tax-man, he was searching
              for the sister of his rubber wife.
              They may ask them what
              the counsil saw.
              And the answer will never be me,
              cuz I’m not grown
              in such a sircular high-pitched tone.

              Well, let us swing down the stream
              of this low key diagnosed dream.
              On the pants of the mayor
              who constantly rants
              of his mistress illiterate son.
              And let us watch as the three
              are eaten by one
              gigantic inflatable sun.

              So here I am, this is what I see,
              but the reflection in the jewellers window
              couldn’t be me.
              No I wouldn’t think it was me.

              The epeleptic ranger,
              he was told the truth.
              By a stranger wearing
              aliminium shorts.
              Isn’t he the guy on TV
              who imitates the kings wife left vort?
              Well, who could have known
              the lightbulbs wouldn’t last.
              I never thought pastry
              could melt that fast.
              So now I’m stuck here with these limes.
              And the reporter said congress,
              they won’t face up to their fines.
              And as the vicker searches for
              embedded shells.
              The curtains of waxed lead
              are being draped
              around the burning marmelade shed.

              So draw that fetus from it’s pocket
              and plug it into the socket.
              Of your motherly vein.
              The oysters are selling out
              their condos to live,
              well they’re living in the pouring rain.

              Do you still think this is me,
              are these things what I see?
              No, the reflections in the jewellers window
              couldn’t be me.

              The honest politician
              is limping down honesty lane.
              Throwing embargos at the people
              who labelled him insane.
              Though I’m one of them,
              they are not me.
              I guess that’s not for all of you to see.
              The reflections could never be me.

              October 12, 2001 at 11:21 am #67348
              Cloud9
              Participant

                Motorpsycho – Plan # 1

                U Put too much slack on yr live wire
                Saw too many thrills that killed yr desire
                Too many nights that paled yr complexion
                & made u a nigger in their conception of life

                Motorpsycho – Sheer Profoundity

                Anything I can dor for u, Sir?
                Bet u’ve heard that all yr life
                Of course its not yr fault
                anything at all, Sir?
                I’ve waited all my life, Sir
                to waste my life for u, Sir
                I cant take it no more

                Anything I can do for u, Sir?
                I wouldn’t have it any other way
                I enjoy the pity in yr smile so well
                Anything at all, Sir?
                go ahead & patronise me
                shove me around & critise me
                I can’t take it no more

                No More – No More
                Anything I can do for u, Sir?

                October 12, 2001 at 11:36 am #67349
                mikekane
                Participant

                  I’m the killer of people
                  You look like a meatball
                  I pull out your toothpick
                  And ask for your giveness

                  Jane’s Addiction

                  October 12, 2001 at 11:41 am #67350
                  mikekane
                  Participant

                    He’s got more balls than a big brass monkey
                    He’s a whacked out weirdo and a lovebug junkie
                    Sly as a fox and crazy as a loon
                    Payday comes and he’s howlin at the moon

                    John Prine

                    October 12, 2001 at 11:46 am #67351
                    SG
                    Participant

                      My fav Prine tune is "The Late John Garfield Blues".
                      Acetone does a great cover of it on their "I guess I would" ep.
                      Can`t remember the lyrics too well,but they`re great lyrics.

                      October 12, 2001 at 11:51 am #67352
                      mikekane
                      Participant

                        Agree with the Prine song, here are those lyrics:
                        Black faces pressed against the glass
                        Where rain has pressed it’s weight
                        Wind blown scarves in top down cars
                        All share one western trait
                        Sadness leaks through tear-stained cheeks
                        From winos to dime-store Jews
                        Probably don’t know they give me
                        These late John Garfield blues

                        Midnight fell on Franklin Street
                        And the lamppost bulbs were broke
                        For the life of me, I could not see
                        But I heard a brand new joke
                        Two men were standing upon a bridge
                        One jumped and screamed you lose
                        And just left the odd man holding
                        Those late John Garfield blues

                        An old man sleeps with his conscience at night
                        Young kids sleep with their dreams
                        While the mentally ill sit perfectly still
                        And live through life’s in-betweens

                        I’m going away to the last resort
                        In week or two real soon
                        Where the fish don’t bite but once a night
                        By the cold light of the moon
                        The horses scream- the nightmares dream
                        And the dead men all wear shoes
                        ‘Cause everybody’s dancin’
                        Those late John Garfield blues

                        October 12, 2001 at 11:56 am #67353
                        SG
                        Participant

                          Thanks for the lyrics!
                          Welcome to the boards too!

                          October 12, 2001 at 3:08 pm #67354
                          K7 Rides Again
                          Participant

                            I don’t call myself "the inneffable kurticus" for the hell of it [img]images/smiles/converted/wink.gif[/img]
                            -You were right when you said all that glitters isn’t gold. You were right when you said all we are is dust in the wind. You were right when you said you can’t always get what you want. You were right when you said…this is the end.
                            Dooooooo yooouuu ever think about it?

                            October 13, 2001 at 2:07 am #67355
                            AGAP
                            Participant

                              Hey,

                              Gotta say tons of cool lyrics/lines put out here… [img]images/smiles/converted/biggrin.gif[/img]

                              Salamiguy that lyric from sparklehorse is hilarious, almost put that one myself.

                              Robert you are on quite the roll, gotta love that last one [img]images/smiles/converted/biggrin.gif[/img]

                              Big hi and welcome to kanenh, always cool to have someone new join us [img]images/smiles/converted/cool.gif[/img]

                              Spaceboy always has something pleasing to add… [img]images/smiles/converted/wink.gif[/img] Appreciate it in a big way [img]images/smiles/converted/biggrin.gif[/img]

                              Kurticus the image I have of you is a guy with a finger hanging off, nails coming thru his hand, orange glow coming off of him that may be coming from a jacket or is it a fire…just kidding. Thanks for the input [img]images/smiles/converted/aliensmile.gif[/img]

                              Tony you always put up something I have never heard of…thanks for that [img]images/smiles/converted/smile.gif[/img]

                              Javro, spill the beans whos it by I definitely ain’t got a clue [img]images/smiles/converted/wink.gif[/img]

                              Allison

                              October 13, 2001 at 10:30 am #67356
                              Robert
                              Participant

                                Allison, kinda embarrased about my last post
                                -it’s something I wrote just for fun as I was thinking about what lyrics I should put up here [img]images/smiles/converted/rolleyes.gif[/img]
                                Anyways…here’s a nice one from Johnny:
                                I fell into a burning ring of fire.
                                I went down, down, down
                                and the flames went higher.
                                And it burns, burns,burns.
                                The ring of fire.
                                The ring of fire.

                                October 13, 2001 at 10:48 am #67357
                                AGAP
                                Participant

                                  Hey Robert,

                                  I liked it Robert, odd and bizarre is always cool with me [img]images/smiles/converted/biggrin.gif[/img]

                                  Been thinking about picking up some Johnny Cash actually

                                  Allison [img]images/smiles/converted/biggrin.gif[/img]

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