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Old 02-07-2007, 09:49 PM   #31
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Where would Bono rank on your list?

He's in my top 5, that is, if I try to forget such gems as "The air is heavy, heavy as a truck"
I'm actually not that CRAZY about Bono's lyrics. I mean, they're usually very good, but they rarely blow me away like the others on my list. Where would I place him? Of the top of my head, maybe something like this:

1. Bruce Springsteen
2. Bob Dylan
3. Nick Cave
4. Micheal Stipe
5. Lennon/McCartney
6. Thom Yorke
7. David Bowie
8. Beck
9. Bono


...maybe.
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Roger Waters remains my favorite lyricist. I would imagine that Wish You Were Here (the song) is his finest hour; the lyrics are absolutely haunting, and achieve the impressive distinction of creating a tribute that is beautiful and affecting without being maudlin or cliched. My absolute favorite verse from Waters, however, has got to be from Comfortably Numb:

When I was a child, I caught a fleeting glimpse
Out of the corner of my eye
I turned to look, but it was gone
I cannot put my finger on it now
The child has grown, the dream is gone.

That verse has always been striking to me.
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This is one of the top 10 songs in the world (in my humble uneducated opinion)

Losing My Religion~R.E.M.

Life is bigger
It's bigger than you
And you are not me
The lengths that I will go to
The distance in your eyes
Oh no I've said too much
I set it up

That's me in the corner
That's me in the spotlight
Losing my religion
Trying to keep up with you
And I don't know if I can do it
Oh no I've said too much
I haven't said enough
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try

Every whisper
Of every waking hour I'm
Choosing my confessions
Trying to keep an eye on you
Like a hurt lost and blinded fool
Oh no I've said too much
I set it up

Consider this (2x)
The hint of the century
Consider this
The slip that brought me
To my knees failed
What if all these fantasies
Come flailing around
Now I've said too much
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try

But that was just a dream
That was just a dream
That's me in the corner
That's me in the spotlight
Losing my religion
Trying to keep up with you
And I don't know if I can do it
Oh no I've said too much
I haven't said enough
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try

But that was just a dream
That was just a dream
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No one here has ever really jumped on board with my bob dylan obsession, but even if you don't like the music, atleast agree with me that his lyrics are unbeatable

Idiot Wind-Bob Dylan

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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I'm actually not that CRAZY about Bono's lyrics. I mean, they're usually very good, but they rarely blow me away like the others on my list. Where would I place him? Of the top of my head, maybe something like this:

1. Bruce Springsteen
2. Bob Dylan
3. Nick Cave
4. Micheal Stipe
5. Lennon/McCartney
6. Thom Yorke
7. David Bowie
8. Beck
9. Bono


...maybe.

Ok. I'm just starting to branch out from U2 so I don't have many other lyricists to compare Bono to. I do agree that Bruce, Stipe and Yorke are amazing though.

Since I know you're a fan I'm wondering what you think of Arcade Fire's lyrics? I think Neon Bible is a huge improvement over Funeral, lyrically speaking at least. It's definitely a more mature record.
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Do you still sing of the mountain bed we made of limbs and leaves?
Do you still sigh there near the sky where the holly berry bleeds?
You laughed as I covered you over with leaves; face, breast, hips, and thighs
You smiled when I said the leaves were just the color of your eyes

Rosin smells and turpentine smells from eucalyptus and pine
Bitter tastes of twigs we chewed where tangled wood vines twine
Trees held us in on all four sides so thick we could not see
I could not see any wrong in you, and you saw none in me

Your arm was brown against the ground, your cheeks part of the sky
Your fingers played with grassy moss, as limber you did lie
Your stomach moved beneath your shirt and your knees were in the air
Your feet played games with mountain roots as you lay thinking there

Below us the trees grew clumps of trees, raised families of trees, and they
As proud as we tossed their heads in the wind and flung good seeds away
The sun was hot and the sun was bright down in the valley below
Where people starved and hungry for life so empty come and go

There in the shade and hid from the sun we freed our minds and learned
Our greatest reason for being here, our bodies moved and burned
There on our mountain bed of leaves we learned life's reason why
The people laugh and love and dream, they fight, they hate to die

The smell of your hair I know is still there, if most of our leaves are blown
Our words still ring in the brush and the trees where singing seeds are sown
Your shape and form is dim but plain, there on our mountain bed
I see my life was brightest where you laughed and laid your head...

I learned the reason why man must work and how to dream big dreams
To conquer time and space and fight the rivers and the seas
I stand here filled with my emptiness now and look at city and land
And I know why farms and cities are built by hot, warm, nervous hands

I crossed many states just to stand here now, my face all hot with tears
I crossed city, and valley, desert, and stream, to bring my body here
My history and future blaze bright in me and all my joy and pain
Go through my head on our mountain bed where I smell your hair again.

All this day long I linger here and on in through the night
My greeds, desires, my cravings, hopes, my dreams inside me fight:
My loneliness healed, my emptiness filled, I walk above all pain
Back to the breast of my woman and child to scatter my seeds again


I honestly think this is lyrically my favorite song ever.
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Michael Stipe is by far one of the greatest lyricists of all time!


I love these lyrics, from New Test Leper on NAIHF...brilliant social commentary

I can't say that I love Jesus
That would be a hollow claim
He did make some observations
And I'm quoting them today
"Judge not lest ye be judged"
What a beautiful refrain
The studio audience disagrees
Have his lambs all gone astray?

Call me a leper
Call me a leper
Call me a leper

"You are lost and disillusioned!"
What an awful thing to say
I know this show doesn't flatter
It means nothing to me
I thought I might help them understand
But what an ugly thing to see
"I am not an animal"
Subtitled under the screen

When I tried to tell my story
They cut me off to take a break
I sat silent 5 commercials
I had nothing left to say
The talk show host was index-carded
All organized and blank
The other guests were scared and hardened
What a sad parade

What a sad parade


I also really like these, from Joni Mitchell's Woodstock. I looked them up last week after hearing a great documentary on her life. The song is about the music festival of the same name, but I think the words are especially poignant today..

...And I dreamed I saw the bombers
Riding shotgun in the sky
And they were turning into butterflies
Above our nation
We are stardust
Billion year old carbon
We are golden
Caught in the devils bargain
And we've got to get ourselves
Back to the garden
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Ok. I'm just starting to branch out from U2 so I don't have many other lyricists to compare Bono to. I do agree that Bruce, Stipe and Yorke are amazing though.

Since I know you're a fan I'm wondering what you think of Arcade Fire's lyrics? I think Neon Bible is a huge improvement over Funeral, lyrically speaking at least. It's definitely a more mature record.
I think Win's lyrics are actually rather good. Neon Bible is a huge leap ahead in quality as far as lyrics go. (Antichrist Television Blues) is incredibly mature for a band like this, at least moreso than I would have ever expected from them. Black Mirror and Windowsill also show this new level of maturity. Everything about this band is extremely promising. And while they aren't quite there yet, they destined to be one of the all-time greats.
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I think Win's lyrics are actually rather good. Neon Bible is a huge leap ahead in quality as far as lyrics go. (Antichrist Television Blues) is incredibly mature for a band like this, at least moreso than I would have ever expected from them. Black Mirror and Windowsill also show this new level of maturity. Everything about this band is extremely promising. And while they aren't quite there yet, they destined to be one of the all-time greats.


My thumb is getting sore from agreeing with you! Like you say, I think AF are on the verge of becoming one of the 'important' bands (if they aren't already there).

I love bands that mix personal terrain with the political stuff...Neon Bible is supercharged in that aspect

It's the same sort of element that draws me to Radiohead.
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I absolutely agree with Stipe being one of the best lyricists.

Find The River

Neon Bible as a whole continues to blow me away, and Win's lyrics are so amazing.


I also love Leonard Cohen's lyrics. He's a whole other dimension...

Suzanne is one of my favourites:

Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river
You can hear the boats go by
You can spend the night beside her
And you know that she's half crazy
But that's why you want to be there
And she feeds you tea and oranges
That come all the way from China
And just when you mean to tell her
That you have no love to give her
Then she gets you on her wavelength
And she lets the river answer
That you've always been her lover
And you want to travel with her
And you want to travel blind
And you know that she will trust you
For you've touched her perfect body with your mind.
And Jesus was a sailor
When he walked upon the water
And he spent a long time watching
From his lonely wooden tower
And when he knew for certain
Only drowning men could see him
He said "All men will be sailors then
Until the sea shall free them"
But he himself was broken
Long before the sky would open
Forsaken, almost human
He sank beneath your wisdom like a stone
And you want to travel with him
And you want to travel blind
And you think maybe you'll trust him
For he's touched your perfect body with his mind.

Now Suzanne takes your hand
And she leads you to the river
She is wearing rags and feathers
From Salvation Army counters
And the sun pours down like honey
On our lady of the harbour
And she shows you where to look
Among the garbage and the flowers
There are heroes in the seaweed
There are children in the morning
They are leaning out for love
And they will lean that way forever
While Suzanne holds the mirror
And you want to travel with her
And you want to travel blind
And you know that you can trust her
For she's touched your perfect body with her mind.
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One of the most moving pieces of pure poetry every put to music...these lyrics stand alone on a remote plane of unparalleled genius...

check
1....1..2
i came into this world as a reject
look into these eyes
then you'll see the size of the flames
dwellin on the past
its burnin up my brain
everyone that burns has to learn from the pain
hey, i think about the day
my girlie ran away with my pay
my fellas came to play
now shes stuck with my homies that she fucked
and i'm just a sucker with a lump in my throat

hey, like a chump, hey
hey, like a chump, hey
hey, like a chump, hey
hey, like a chump, hey
hey, like a chump, hey
hey, like a chump, hey
hey, like a chump, hey

should i be feelin bad (no)
should i be feelin good (no)
its kinda sad
i'm the laughing stock of the neighborhood
and you would think that i would be movin on
but i'm a sucka like i said
fucked up in the head, not
and maybe she just made a mistake
and i should give her a break
my heart'll ache, either way
hey, what the hell you want me to say
i won't lie
that i can't deny

i did it all for the nookie, come on
the nookie, come on
so you can take the cookie and stick it up your(yea)-3x
i did it all for the nookie, come on
the nookie, come on
so you can take the cookie and stick it up your (yea)
up your (yea)
up your (yea)

why did it take so long
why did i wait so long, huh
to figure it out
but i did it
and i'm the only one
underneath the sun who didn't get it
i can't believe that could be decieved
(but you were)by my so called girl, but in reality
had a hidden agenda
she put my tender heart in a blender
and still i surrendered

hey, like a chump, hey
hey, like a chump, hey
hey, like a chump, hey
hey, like a chump, hey
hey, like a chump, hey
hey, like a chump, hey
hey, like a chump, hey

i did it all for the nookie, come on
the nookie, come on
so you can take the cookie and stick it up your(yea)
up your(yea)
up your(yea)
i did it all for the nookie, come on
the nookie, come on
so you can take the cookie and stick it up your(yea)
up your(yea)
up your(yea)

i'm only human
so for your friends give you their advice
they'll tell you, to just let it go
its easier said than done
i appreciate it, i do, but
just leave me alone, leave me alone
just leave me alone
nothings gunna change
you can go away
i'm just gunna stay here and always be the same
ain't nothing gunna change
cuz you can go away
and i'm just gunna stay here and always be the same

i did it all for the nookie, come on
the nookie, come on
so you can take the cookie and stick it up your(yea)
up your(yea)
up your(yea)
i did it all for the nookie, come on
the nookie, come on
so you can take the cookie and stick it up your(yea)
up your(yea)
up your(yea)
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sung by the man, Elvis Costello, but written by Nick Lowe:

As I walk through
This wicked world
Searchin' for light in the darkness of insanity.
I ask myself
Is all hope lost?
Is there only pain and hatred, and misery?

And each time I feel like this inside,
There's one thing I wanna know:
What's so funny 'bout peace love & understanding?
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The Smiths's Cemetry Gates
A dreaded sunny day
So I meet you at the cemetry gates
Keats and Yeats are on your side
A dreaded sunny day
So I meet you at the cemetry gates
Keats and Yeats are on your side
While Wilde is on mine

So we go inside and we gravely read the stones
All those people, all those lives
Where are they now ?
With loves, and hates
And passions just like mine
They were born
And then they lived
And then they died
It seems so unfair
I want to cry

You say : "'Ere thrice the sun done salutation to the dawn"
And you claim these words as your own
But I've read well, and I've heard them said
A hundred times (maybe less, maybe more)
If you must write prose/poems
The words you use should be your own
Don't plagiarise or take "on loan"
'Cause there's always someone, somewhere
With a big nose, who knows
And who trips you up and laughs
When you fall
Who'll trip you up and laugh
When you fall

You say : "'Ere long done do does did"
Words which could only be your own
And then produce the text
From whence was ripped
(Some dizzy whore, 1804)

A dreaded sunny day
So let's go where we're happy
And I meet you at the cemetry gates
Oh, Keats and Yeats are on your side
A dreaded sunny day
So let's go where we're wanted
And I meet you at the cemetry gates
Keats and Yeats are on your side
But you lose
'Cause weird lover Wilde is on mine

Bob Dylan's Desolation Row
They're selling postcards of the hanging
They're painting the passports brown
The beauty parlor is filled with sailors
The circus is in town
Here comes the blind commissioner
They've got him in a trance
One hand is tied to the tight-rope walker
The other is in his pants
And the riot squad they're restless
They need somewhere to go
As Lady and I look out tonight
From Desolation Row

Cinderella, she seems so easy
"It takes one to know one," she smiles
And puts her hands in her back pockets
Bette Davis style
And in comes Romeo, he's moaning
"You Belong to Me I Believe"
And someone says," You're in the wrong place, my friend
You better leave"
And the only sound that's left
After the ambulances go
Is Cinderella sweeping up
On Desolation Row

Now the moon is almost hidden
The stars are beginning to hide
The fortunetelling lady
Has even taken all her things inside
All except for Cain and Abel
And the hunchback of Notre Dame
Everybody is making love
Or else expecting rain
And the Good Samaritan, he's dressing
He's getting ready for the show
He's going to the carnival tonight
On Desolation Row

Now Ophelia, she's 'neath the window
For her I feel so afraid
On her twenty-second birthday
She already is an old maid

To her, death is quite romantic
She wears an iron vest
Her profession's her religion
Her sin is her lifelessness
And though her eyes are fixed upon
Noah's great rainbow
She spends her time peeking
Into Desolation Row

Einstein, disguised as Robin Hood
With his memories in a trunk
Passed this way an hour ago
With his friend, a jealous monk
He looked so immaculately frightful
As he bummed a cigarette
Then he went off sniffing drainpipes
And reciting the alphabet
Now you would not think to look at him
But he was famous long ago
For playing the electric violin
On Desolation Row

Dr. Filth, he keeps his world
Inside of a leather cup
But all his sexless patients
They're trying to blow it up
Now his nurse, some local loser
She's in charge of the cyanide hole
And she also keeps the cards that read
"Have Mercy on His Soul"
They all play on penny whistles
You can hear them blow
If you lean your head out far enough
From Desolation Row

Across the street they've nailed the curtains
They're getting ready for the feast
The Phantom of the Opera
A perfect image of a priest
They're spoonfeeding Casanova
To get him to feel more assured
Then they'll kill him with self-confidence
After poisoning him with words

And the Phantom's shouting to skinny girls
"Get Outa Here If You Don't Know
Casanova is just being punished for going
To Desolation Row"

Now at midnight all the agents
And the superhuman crew
Come out and round up everyone
That knows more than they do
Then they bring them to the factory
Where the heart-attack machine
Is strapped across their shoulders
And then the kerosene
Is brought down from the castles
By insurance men who go
Check to see that nobody is escaping
To Desolation Row

Praise be to Nero's Neptune
The Titanic sails at dawn
And everybody's shouting
"Which Side Are You On?"
And Ezra Pound and T. S. Eliot
Fighting in the captain's tower
While calypso singers laugh at them
And fishermen hold flowers
Between the windows of the sea
Where lovely mermaids flow
And nobody has to think too much
About Desolation Row

Yes, I received your letter yesterday
(About the time the door knob broke)
When you asked how I was doing
Was that some kind of joke?
All these people that you mention
Yes, I know them, they're quite lame
I had to rearrange their faces
And give them all another name
Right now I can't read too good
Don't send me no more letters no
Not unless you mail them
From Desolation Row

Ryan Adam's Magnolia Mountain
I want to go to Magnolia Mountain
And lay my weary head down
Down on the rocks
On the mountain my savior made
Steady my soul and ease my worry
Hold me when I rattle like a hummingbird hummin'
Tie me to the rocks on the mountain my savior made
Lie to me
Sing me a song
Sing me a song until the morning comes
If the morning comes, will you lie to me
Will you take me to your bed
Will you lay me down
Till I'm heavy like the rocks on the riverbed
That my savior made
I want to be the bluebird singing
Singing to the roses in her yard
The roses in her yard her father grew for her
It's been raining that Tennessee honey
So long I got too heavy to fly
Ain't no bluebird ever gets too heavy to sing
Lie to me
Sing me a song
Sing me a song until the morning comes
And if the morning don't come, will you lie to me
Will you take me to your bed
Will you lay me down
Till I'm heavy like the rocks in the riverbed
That my savior made
We burned the cotton fields down in the valley
And ended up with nothing but scars
The scars became the lessons that we gave to our children after the war
But there ain't nothing but the truth up on the Magnolia Mountain
Where nobody ever dies
Steady your soul and ease your worry
They got a room for you
Lie to me like I lie to you
Calm me down until the morning comes
And if the morning don't come
Lie to me
Will you take me to your bed
Will you lay me down
All heavy like the rocks in the riverbed
That my savior made
For us


honorable mentions :
gates of eden, with god on our side,...well just about every Dylan really..
handful of Smiths, Costello & Bright Eyes songs
Sandy (4th of July, Asbury Park) - Springsteen
U2's Please
Wilco's Jesus Etc
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