Share your greatest song or lyric???

[Jenna]

jeez o jeez... I could never name them all - my tastes run from mozart to Metallica and everything in between and part of the reason is lyrics. If they speak to me at all, I'm hooked.

For instance, I obviously dig Bob Segar, Johnny Cash, Bob Dylan, and all of the poets, but htis thread has been a trip down love and rockets memory lane! Daniel Ash ROCKS. so does Ian Ashbury...

[FONT=Arial,Helvetica,Geneva,Swiss,SunSans-Regular] he reached for her hand and he gave her the keys
he said i don't have any further use for these
I see angels on Ariels in leather and chrome
swooping down from heaven to carry me home
he gave her one last kiss and died
and he gave her his Vincent to ride[/FONT]

Hey tradrockrat wow what a cool ID you have and maybe if you get to reading this you will share with me where it comes from... but yes I am glad you are down with Love and Rockets also and thank youfor this lyric which again I will admit to not knowing but I am always appreciative of a lyric which takes time to tell a story and this is super.. but I will give you something again right outta nowhere because you mentioned Mozart and yes I will certainly spin up a little Rondo Alla Turca but lyrically I am not a fan of his opera but here is imNsvho one of THE most powerful choral pieces ever written and I am certain you will know O Fortuna from Carmina Burana and has been used everywhere from films to advertisements but lyrically impressive too. I hope you like...

O Fortuna!
O Fortuna, velut Luna statu variabilis,
semper crescis aut decrescis;
vita detestabilis nunc obdurat et tunc curat ludo mentis aciem;
egestatem, potestatem, dissolvit ut glaciem.

Sors immanis et inanis, rota tu volubilis, status malus, vana salus semper dissolubilis;
obumbrata et velata mihi quoque niteris; nunc per ludum dorsum nudum fero tui sceleris.

ooooh - here is the big mad LOUD bit!!! ahem... sorry

Sors salutis et virtutis mihi nunc contraria;
est affectus et defectus semper in angaria.
hac in hora sine mora cordae pulsum tangite!
quod per sortem sternit fortem, mecum omnes plangite!
​

..and the vague translation (open to correction naturally)..
O Fortune.. like the moon in its forever changing states you are always waxing or waning; hateful life is now cruel; now pampers our feelings with its game; poverty, power: it melts them like ice.

Fate: savage and hollow.. you are a turning wheel... your position is uncertain your favour is fickle and always inclined to disappear! covered in shadows and in veils you bear upon ME too; now my back is exposed through the sport of your spitefulness.

The chance of prosperity and of virtue is NOT now mine; whether or not he is willing a man is always liable for the service of Fortune. At this hour without delay touch the strings! Because through luck she lays low the brave all enjoin me in my lamentation!

wow! Is that COOL or what
Yr most obdt hmble srvt,
Jenna

 

[Jenna]

Now that you've been broken down
Got your head out of the clouds
Back down on the ground
Where you don't talk so loud
And you don't walk so proud

A man of few words Hand Sword-san? ok here is one Beck atcha ha!
Be good,
Yr most obdt hmble srvt,
Jenna

Cold brains, unmoved, untouched, unglued
Alone at last: no thoughts, no mind to rot behind a trail of disasters.
A final curse: abandoned hearse
We ride disowned corroded to the bone

The fields of green are bent, obscene I lay upon the gravel
A worm of hope... a hangman's rope pulls me one way or the other
A final curse: abandoned hearse
We ride disowned corroded to the bone

A bird of song is heard no longer in the evacuated heavens
And the drain is drawn and drained and gone and on and on, it doesn't matter
A final curse: abandoned hearse
We ride disowned corroded to the bone
​

 

[Jenna]

Sweet! G 'n ****in' R! :lol:
I think my personal favorite by them is Patience, maybe because it's one of the few G 'n R songs I can sing without killing my throat.

Ahh you LIE Mister Kreth, yes?? Or are you telling us you can truly reach these notes without going all falsetto on yo a$$ ?? And you will be saying you can go right through Living on a Prayer anytime you like (and not even the accoustic version but the proper G.. 2 octaves up from middle C) Pffft this I would like to hear absolutely!! If you can really match Axl R on this well my hat is off to you! You rock!

Yr most obdt hmble srvt,
Jenna

 

[Cryozombie]

Surface Patterns - Front Line Assembly

On to
On to The Mindfield
Into
Into The Hole
Chemical
Chemical Cauldron
Location Still Unknown

Out of The Tunnel, Into The Light
World Destruction, Now Seems Right
A Barren Landscape of Burning Hell
Within Our Dreams
We Feel The Spell

Watching
Watching Their Minds Blow
Sinking
Lower than Low
Hooded Mutations
Ride by Night
Scouring The Earth
For Impure Life
They Seek They Search
And Will Destroy
Immoral Acts They Will Employ

Constricting
Freedom of Movement
Convulsing
Body in Pain

Stigmatized by The
Sound of Fear
The Land IS Full of Chemical Tears
Communication Has Broken Down
Exterminated Body Parts
On The Ground

 

[Kreth]

Ahh you LIE Mister Kreth, yes?? Or are you telling us you can truly reach these notes without going all falsetto on yo a$$ ?? And you will be saying you can go right through Living on a Prayer anytime you like (and not even the accoustic version but the proper G.. 2 octaves up from middle C) Pffft this I would like to hear absolutely!! If you can really match Axl R on this well my hat is off to you! You rock!

Actually, Axl does use a falsetto for mellow stuff like this, no screaming involved. And the only Bon Jovi I sing is Dead or Alive, but not with this band...

 

[Jenna]

Actually, Axl does use a falsetto for mellow stuff like this, no screaming involved. And the only Bon Jovi I sing is Dead or Alive, but not with this band...

well mister Kreth my friend I am sure you will know these techniques already since you are a big fancy gigging for-real muso but here they are for you and anyone else courtesy of my old singing tutor..

yes.. always try and aim for the YAWNY sensation as you sing and is what happens when you "unhinge" your jawbone and raise your cheeks and lift the soft palate just like a big yawn.. and the little exercise that will assist you in this endeavour is to get to this yawny sensation and then give a little exhalation through your nose before breathing in for your first note.. and this little exhalation is VERY important I will say because not only does it limber up your soft palate but also makes the physiological connection to your lower abdomen... there now.. sing it.. Runnnn.. to the hills

oh and remember to keep your chest up and do not let it cave in and ensure you do not pull in on your diaphragm because this will hamper your efforts to get that BIG Axl sound and I remember my tutor would say keep the chest up like a strutting chicken and but this I just found a somewhat mentally disturbing image lolling around in my head ha! and could not sing a straight C for imagining myself as some odd Foghorn Leghorn! if you know this character.. but yes chest up and shoulders dropped and relaxed and the aim to all of this is to elevate the ribs off your lower internal organs and which liberates the entire lower ab area and muscles around the back of your lower ribs so everything is flexible.. lots to remember I think but just listen to the difference .. Ohhh Wohhohwohhh sweet child o mine .. See? Be good now sit up pay attention to me and stop that effeminate falsetto thing going on ha!

Yr most obdt hmble srvt,
Jenna

 

[Jenna]

Surface Patterns - Front Line Assembly

Hey Mister Technopunk yep liking this absolutely and of course FLA reminds me of Ministry and I hope that is ok to make the connection because I think there is one.. and so here is one for you which I like the lyric very much.. Stigmata by Ministry which I am certain you will know!

Stronger than reason, stronger than lies
The only truth I know is the look in your eyes
The look in your eyes!

Just like a car crash, just like a knife
My favourite weapon is the look in your eyes
You've run out of lies!

You've run out of lies!
You've run out of lies!
You've run out of lies!
You've run out of lies!
You've run out of lies!
You've run out of lies!

There's a ton locked in your empty eyes, get out of my life!

I'm chewing on glass and eating my fingers
I'm not the one who's run out of lies
Lies!

You've run out of lies!
You've run out of lies!
You've run out of lies!
You've run out of lies!
You've run out of time!

Cutting my face and walking on splinters
I lost my soul to the look in your eyes
Your eyes!

You've run out of lies!
You've run out of lies!
You've run out of lies!
You've run out of time!

Stigmata!

Oh you have empty eyes: they tell me nothing; nothing but lies
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[dubljay]

New addition. Haven't stopped playing it for the last 20 min. :-D

Audioslave - "Doesn't Remind Me"

I walk the streets of Japan till I get lost
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
With a graveyard tan carrying a cross
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like studying faces in a parking lot
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like driving backwards in the fog
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything

[Chorus]
The things that I've loved the things that I've lost
The things I've held sacred that I've dropped
I won't lie no more you can bet
I don't want to learn what I'll need to forget

I like gypsy moths and radio talk
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like gospel music and canned applause
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like colorful clothing in the sun
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I ilke hammering nails and speaking in tongues
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything

[Chorus]
The things that I've loved the things that I've lost
The things I've held sacred that I've dropped
I won't lie no more you can bet
I don't want to learn what I'll need

Bend and shape me
I love the way you are
Slow and sweetly
Like never before
Calm and sleeping
We won't stir up the past
So descretely
We won't look back

[Chorus]
The things that I've loved the things that I've lost
The things I've held sacred that I've dropped
I won't lie no more you can bet
I don't want to learn what I'll need

I like throwing my voice and breaking guitars
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like playing in the sand what's mine is ours
If it doesn't remind me of anything

 

[Kreth]

well mister Kreth my friend I am sure you will know these techniques already since you are a big fancy gigging for-real muso but here they are for you and anyone else courtesy of my old singing tutor..

I'll have to try that. It's slightly different than some other techniques I've tried. Anything that can keep me from feeling like I've been gargling ground glass by the end of the night is good... :lol:

 

[OnlyAnEgg]

Cutting my face and walking on splinters
I lost my soul to the look in your eyes
Your eyes!
You've run out of lies!
You've run out of lies!
You've run out of lies!
You've run out of time!
Stigmata!
Oh you have empty eyes:
they tell me nothing;
nothing but lies

Oh, I love Ministry!

This was one of my faves for a long time:

staring in the face of condemnation
laughter fills the sky instead of rain

live my life alone in resignation
arms outstretched for those who cannot see

scarecrow

crucified and left in isolation
pictures of our lost morality

scarecrow

eyeless stares invite this whole damnation
rotting corpse of inhumanity

scarecrow

 

[Jenna]

I'll have to try that. It's slightly different than some other techniques I've tried. Anything that can keep me from feeling like I've been gargling ground glass by the end of the night is good... :lol:

Yep Mister Kreth the rough and raw throat would be a reminder to me to DRINK MORE WATER and less booze, ha! Ahh but least you will know it is time to cut back on your wacky baccy smokes when you start to go all wheezy-raspy like David Lee Roth!! Well.. either that or get yourself some tight jeans and start being all obnoxious

Be good.. and cut down on your intake, ha!.. oh yeah I see ya there backstage in the corner... quick here come the Feds... put that out!!

Yr most obdt hmble srvt,
Jenna

 

[Jenna]

New addition. Haven't stopped playing it for the last 20 min. :-D

ahh yes Josh my friend where u been? this is top drawer Audioslave at their quirky rocky best and I like this also.. a little different from the rest maybe? But still I am surprised you would pick this over Be Youself on this album.. Ahh but here is something nice also and the superhippy grassmen the Kings of Leon and this is Wasted Time... lets rock, ha!

It's your life, don't you let them tell you when to bat your eyes
You're the only one who's gonna sacrifice. Makes no difference if you're right or wrong
Take that ride but I want your little sister by your side
Maybe little later we can all collide. Do our livin' like a rollin' stone
Time on me is wasted time, time on me is wasted time
Time on me is wasted time, time on me is wasted!

Innocent smile. Runnin' free
Baby gon give it like it used to be

Show your face, lovin' in the shadows like you got no name
Enough to make a little girly go insane, be my guest to let it out tonight
It's ok I know all about the little games you play shakin' your apple right in my face
Only when you know that I'm beggin' for a bite
Time on me is wasted time, time on me is wasted time
Time on me is wasted time, time on me is wasted!

Innocent smile. Runnin' free
Baby gon give it like it used to be

Im gon get you mama, Im gon get yo pa, I'm gon tell everybody just what I saw
So won't you show your face. Your little apple shaker
I know the love you gave. I know the love you take
Innocent smile. Runnin' free
Baby gon give it like it used to be
Time on me is wasted time, time on me is wasted time
Time on me is wasted time, time on me is wasted!

Innocent smile. Runnin' free
Baby gon give it like it used to be
​

 

[Jenna]

Oh, I love Ministry!

This was one of my faves for a long time:

staring in the face of condemnation
laughter fills the sky instead of rain

live my life alone in resignation
arms outstretched for those who cannot see

scarecrow

crucified and left in isolation
pictures of our lost morality

scarecrow

eyeless stares invite this whole damnation
rotting corpse of inhumanity

scarecrow

Oooh Jim what are ya doin to me!! this is WELL into the dark recesses ... mmmm.. well let me see.. oooh well not exactly barbie girl happy.. but this is what I am turning at the minute and ssshhh (not um.. strikly kosher... do not say.. I got enough heat alreadys ha!) but wow! I do not know if you would be a Radiohead fan but you SHOULD jolly well be cos I AM and I know best of all, ha! and Thom Yorke has his own little offering The Eraser out next month but it is available on the airwaves if you listen VERY carefully.. and this is the superb Black Swan which makes a LOT of sense in my ears just right now.. PLEASE check this out for me!

What will grow crooked, you can't make straight
It's the price that you gotta pay
Do yourself a favour and pack your bags
Buy a ticket and get on the train
Buy a ticket and get on the train

Cause this is f***** up, f***** up
Cause this is f***** up, f***** up

People get crushed like biscuit crumbs
And laid down in the bitumen
You have tried your best to please everyone
But it just isn't happening
No, it just isn't happening

Cause this is f***** up, f***** up
Cause this is f***** up, f***** up
This your blind spot, blind spot
It should be obvious, but it's not

But it isn't, but it isn't

You cannot kickstart a dead horse
You just crush yourself and walk away
I don't care what the future holds
Cause I'm right here and I'm today
With your fingers you can touch me

I am your black swan, black swan
(But I made it to the top, made it to the top)
This is f***** up, f***** up
(I'm a baby in the dust, a baby in the dust)

Be your black swan, black swan
(I made it to the top, but I made it to the top)
And for spare parts, we're broken up
(I'm a baby in the dust, I'm a baby in the dust)

Cause this is f***** up, f***** up
Cause this is f***** up, f***** up

Be your black swan, black swan
And for spare parts, we're broken up

​

Yr most obdt hmble srvt,
Jenna

 

[Cryozombie]

Another gift from God,
Breathing deep religiously,
Dust.
Splintering inside of me.
Lightspeed intensity,
Drive by it's purity,
Cloud Nine, white line,
This time I'm on adrenaline...
I'm told that eyes,
are the windows of the soul,
Godspeed be with you,
drawn inside by razor lines,
Cut.
And now I'm up upon the ledge,
inches beyond the edge,
No fear for consequence remains,
The razor cuts (thru the haze)
Cloud Nine, white line,
This adrenaline...

And when I think of all the times,
I tried to make you understand the truth possesed within these lies
within the soul I left behind,
No fear for consequence remains,
The razor cuts (thru the haze)
The shining hour redefined,
cloud nine, white line,
This adrenaline.

 

[Cryozombie]

Oh, I love Ministry!

I bought a drink for Al Jourgensen at a bar in Chicago completly by chance back when Wax Trax was still recording industrial here...

I was pretty sure it was him and I sat down next to him and ordered a beer, and said "Bring a drink for this dude too" and I looked at him and said "Sup man, Im john" and he said "Al" and picked up the drink and staggered away.

 

[Jenna]

Another gift from God,
Breathing deep religiously,
Dust.
Splintering inside of me.
Lightspeed intensity,
Drive by it's purity,
Cloud Nine, white line,
This time I'm on adrenaline...
I'm told that eyes,
are the windows of the soul,
Godspeed be with you,
drawn inside by razor lines,
Cut.
And now I'm up upon the ledge,
inches beyond the edge,
No fear for consequence remains,
The razor cuts (thru the haze)
Cloud Nine, white line,
This adrenaline...

And when I think of all the times,
I tried to make you understand the truth possesed within these lies
within the soul I left behind,
No fear for consequence remains,
The razor cuts (thru the haze)
The shining hour redefined,
cloud nine, white line,
This adrenaline.

Hey my friend mister TechnoPunk I will certainly give you another one for one if you would tell me what this means TO YOU..

Yr most obdt hmble srvt,
Jenna

 

[Cryozombie]

Hey my friend mister TechnoPunk I will certainly give you another one for one if you would tell me what this means TO YOU..

Yr most obdt hmble srvt,
Jenna

If I told you, people would judge me harshly.

 

[Jenna]

If I told you, people would judge me harshly.

Apologies my friend.. often it is difficult for me to discern if someone says something to make themselves appear a certain way and this is a trickery I do not like.. however I will take you at face value and trust you are not mocking .. here is the wonderfully and painfully strong Placebo.. This Picture

I hold an image of the ashtray girl of cigarette burns on my chest
I wrote a poem that described her world, that put our friendship to a test
And late at night Whilst on all fours she used to watch me kiss the floor
What's wrong with this picture? What's wrong with this picture?

Farewell the ashtray girl: forbidden snowflake
Beware this troubled world. Watch out for earthquakes
Goodbye to open sores; to broken centrefolds
You know we miss her. We miss her picture

Sometimes it's faded, disintegrated. For fear of growing old
Sometimes it's faded, assassinated. For fear of growing old

Farewell the ashtray girl: angelic fruit cake
Beware this troubled world. Control your intake
Goodbye to open sores. Goodbye and furthermore
You know we miss her, we miss her picture

Sometimes it's faded, disintegrated. For fear of growing old
Sometimes it's faded, assassinated. For fear of growing old

Hang on! Though we try.. it's gone
Hang on! Though we try.. it's gone

Sometimes it's faded, disintegrated. For fear of growing old
Sometimes it's faded, assassinated. For fear of growing old


​

Yr most obdt hmble srvt,
Jenna

 

[OnlyAnEgg]

I bought a drink for Al Jourgensen at a bar in Chicago completly by chance back when Wax Trax was still recording industrial here...

I was pretty sure it was him and I sat down next to him and ordered a beer, and said "Bring a drink for this dude too" and I looked at him and said "Sup man, Im john" and he said "Al" and picked up the drink and staggered away.

too sweet!

 

[OnlyAnEgg]

My sister's got a WaxTrax tat above her left ankle.