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Cute Couplets and Luscious Lyrics


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Pale, pubescent beasts, roam through the streets
And coffee shops, their prey gather in herds
Of stiff knee length skirts and white ankle socks
But while they search for a mate, my type hibernate
In bedrooms above, composing their songs of love

Young, uniform minds, in uniform lines
And uniform ties, run round with trousers on fire
And signs of desire, they cannot disguise
While I try to find words, as light as the birds
That circle above, to put in my songs of love

 

-from Divine Comedy's " Songs Of Love "

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Following on from the New England lyric above, a few more corkers from the Bard of Barking

Sometimes when we're as close as this, It's like we are in a dream

How can you lie there and think of England, When you don't even know who's in the team

(Shirley)

In the end it took me a dictionary, to find out the meaning of unrequited

While she was giving herself for free, At a party to which I was never invited

(The Saturday Boy)

Norman Whitfield and Barrett Strong, Are here to make everything right that's wrong

Holland and Holland and Lamont Dozier too, Are here to make it all OK for you

(Levi Stubbs Tears)

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Pretty much unknown track by Depeche Mode, probably because David Gahan doesn't sing on it. Beautiful lyric IMO.

I want somebody to share
Share the rest of my life
Share my innermost thoughts
Know my intimate details
Someone who'll stand by my side
And give me support
And in return
She'll get my support
She will listen to me
When I want to speak
About the world we live in
And life in general
Though my views may be wrong
They may even be perverted
She'll hear me out
And won't easily be converted
To my way of thinking
In fact she'll often disagree
But at the end of it all
She will understand me
Aaaahhhhh

I want somebody who cares
For me passionately
With every thought and
With every breath
Someone who'll help me see things
In a different light
All the things I detest
I will almost like
I don't want to be tied
To anyone's strings
I'm carefully trying to steer clear of
Those things
But when I'm asleep
I want somebody
Who will put their arms around me
And kiss me tenderly
Though things like this
Make me sick
In a case like this
I'll get away with it
Aaaahhhhh

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Ah there are so many gems. 

Hafta give the Captain some:

Standing there bubblin' like an open cola in the sun

Back is achin', work is never done

She's swingin' a sponge on the end of a string

Right on the brink 

She spills the ink

Down the sink. 

She's. Not. Bad. She's just genetically mean.

Don't you wish you never met her

Dirty. Blue. Gene.

Don Van Vliet

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28 minutes ago, StickyDBRmf said:

Ah there are so many gems. 

Hafta give the Captain some:

Standing there bubblin' like an open cola in the sun

Back is achin', work is never done

She's swingin' a sponge on the end of a string

Right on the brink 

She spills the ink

Down the sink. 

She's. Not. Bad. She's just genetically mean.

Don't you wish you never met her

Dirty. Blue. Gene.

Don Van Vliet

Her eyes are a blue million miles. 

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5 hours ago, Nicko said:

Following on from the New England lyric above, a few more corkers from the Bard of Barking

Sometimes when we're as close as this, It's like we are in a dream

How can you lie there and think of England, When you don't even know who's in the team

(Shirley)

In the end it took me a dictionary, to find out the meaning of unrequited

While she was giving herself for free, At a party to which I was never invited

(The Saturday Boy)

Norman Whitfield and Barrett Strong, Are here to make everything right that's wrong

Holland and Holland and Lamont Dozier too, Are here to make it all OK for you

(Levi Stubbs Tears)

I like

The boy done good

The girl done better

Seasons pass and we're still together. 

Mr Bragg is exceedingly good

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20 hours ago, Bassfinger said:
But hold on
You've got to wait for the best
You see, you should take me seriously
Very seriously indeed.

Cause I've been sleeping with your wife for the past sixteen weeks
Smoking your cigarettes
Drinking your brandy
Messing up the bed that you chose together

In the same way that the correct answer to the 'Stones or Beatles?' debate is The Kinks, the answer to the 'Oasis or Blur?' debate is Pulp. 

Jarvis Cocker wrote some great lyrics. 

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"Though my leather’s worn and my cuffs in tatters

My head’s on straight and that’s all that matters

If I lose a few moves it ain’t no loss

Cause there’s only one border left for me to cross

And I’ll take my sweet time on that one"

Boz Scaggs - King of El Paso

Aged 60+ I can certainly relate to that sentiment!  

 

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Shipbuilding still makes me cry, after all these years..... early Elvis Costello lyrics are just so clever and poignant.

It's just a rumor that was spread around town
A telegram for a picture postcard
Within weeks they'll be reopening the shipyard
And notifying the next of kin
Once again.

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34 minutes ago, Jo.gwillim said:

Shipbuilding still makes me cry, after all these years..... early Elvis Costello lyrics are just so clever and poignant.

It's just a rumor that was spread around town
A telegram for a picture postcard
Within weeks they'll be reopening the shipyard
And notifying the next of kin
Once again.

Diving for dear life when we could be diving for pearls.

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23 hours ago, Jo.gwillim said:

Shipbuilding still makes me cry, after all these years..... early Elvis Costello lyrics are just so clever and poignant.

It's just a rumor that was spread around town
A telegram for a picture postcard
Within weeks they'll be reopening the shipyard
And notifying the next of kin
Once again.

Love this. Robert Wyatt's (definitive) version is possibly my favourite piece of recorded music of all time.

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Little Does She Know, by the Kursaal Flyers. One-hit wonderfulness.

When she finished her laundry, she was all in a quandary
And made for the street like a hare
Her escape was so urgent, she forgot her detergent
And dropped all her clean underwear

Edited by Rich
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Poetry from Mr Mindwarp

 

Well I'm Christ In Shades I'm A Napalm God
Your Lipstick Flickers Round My Lightning Rod
You Fever Pitch beach You Love To Tease
Well I'm A Hot Dog Daddy Up On Your Knees
Sex Fuhrer Baby I'm A Love Dictator
Blitzkrieg Romance I'm A Living Detonator

 

He has a gift that just keeps giving 👍

 

I'm The Genius Of Love
I Got An Honours Degree
Baby You're In Luck
I'm Gonna Teach You For Free
I'll Show You Things
You Don't Learn At School
I'll Show You Baby How To Break The Rules
Blow Torch Baby Give Me Hot Job Precision
Apocalypse Lips Nuclear Kissing
Oh Baby It Ain't Solitaire
Horizontal Hold Get Your Legs In The Air

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