Hey~~ Drop Me A Line!

[Sweet Irony]

Every so often, I hear some great lines in tunes (new & old)...and Ive decided we need to acknowledge them here!

**Note: DLR/VH lines go in that forum**


First one that comes to mind....well, most of the lines in 'Knockin At Your Back Door'....(you agree, FORD? hah!)

So We Put Her On The Hit List
Of A Common Cunning Linguist
A Master Of Many Tongues

[Sweet Irony]

Another one....


(Beatles) "Wearing a face that she keeps in a jar by the door"

[Sweet Irony]

"Seems that I was busy doing something close to nothing"

[LoungeMachine]

You bend your words, like Yuri Geller's spoons....

-TTWS

[DLR Bridge]

Ghost calls to visit
With my keys in his pocket
Kisses in my mouth with his
Eyes hanging out of his sockets
My memories crumble
Under still resistance
I was torn out like pages
From the book of existence

Jeff Buckley

[Coyote]

For all his good looks
there were scars that he took
and a lesson to be learned:
"Never judge lovers by good lookin' covers, the lover might be spurned"

- Thin Lizzy

[hambon4lif]

money don't matter tonight
it sure didn't matter yesterday
just when you think you have more than enough
that's when it all up and flies away
and that's when you find out that you're better off
just MAKING SURE YOUR SOUL'S ALRIGHT
'cause money didn't matter yesterday
and it sure don't matter tonight

-Prince

[Kristy]

I'd rather drop dead.

[Seshmeister]

The food will be great and the drinks will be free
and all the sexy girls'll wanna party with me
The weed will be toked and Colombian coke
Will be snorted off some stripper boobs and that's no joke

Pre-chorus
It's the party of the century that's right
Unfortunately it's tomorrow night

Chorus
I'm going to a party
Tomorrow night, tomorrow night, yeah
I'm gonna get some pussy
Tomorrow night, tomorrow night
But tonight I'm gonna jerk off (Aww, feels good!)

Second Verse
It's in Beverly Hills they got prescription pills
and Kiefer fucking Sutherland is coming to chill
They got sushi and rice, Lowembrau is on ice
In the living room they're playing naked Twister and dice

Pre-chorus 2
The security and pussy will both be tight
But I'm on the list for tomorrow night

But tonight I'm playing Angry Birds
Like a million other stupid nerds
Tonight I'm gonna burp the worm BY MYSELF!

Ponies and Clowns, they'll be walking around
Naked People having sex all over the ground
Britney Spears is making out with Christopher Walken
In the backyard Iron Maiden is rockin'
The couch is on fire and nobody cares
Charlie Sheen is winning in the bedroom upstairs YEAH!

Tomorrow night, Tomorrow Night

I'm going to a party
Tomorrow night, tomorrow night
Tomorrow night, YEAH, WOOOOOAH

[Seshmeister]

I'd rather drop dead.

[Mr Walker]

"If I had my way... I'd have all of you shot!"

[ELVIS]

Gotta jump back, jump back, heeby jeebies...

Got my bad luck baby put the jinx on me...

[Jack68]

Keep you doped with religion and sex and TV
And you think you're so clever and classless and free
But you're still fucking peasants as far as I can see
A working class hero is something to be

[FORD]

Just as true today as when John wrote it. Probably even more so.

[FORD]

Come you masters of war
You that build all the guns
You that build the death planes
You that build all the bombs
You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks.

You that never done nothin'
But build to destroy
You play with my world
Like it's your little toy
You put a gun in my hand
And you hide from my eyes
And you turn and run farther
When the fast bullets fly.

Like Judas of old
You lie and deceive
A world war can be won
You want me to believe
But I see through your eyes
And I see through your brain
Like I see through the water
That runs down my drain.

You fasten all the triggers
For the others to fire
Then you set back and watch
When the death count gets higher
You hide in your mansion'
As young people's blood
Flows out of their bodies
And is buried in the mud.

You've thrown the worst fear
That can ever be hurled
Fear to bring children
Into the world
For threatening my baby
Unborn and unnamed
You ain't worth the blood
That runs in your veins.

How much do I know
To talk out of turn
You might say that I'm young
You might say I'm unlearned
But there's one thing I know
Though I'm younger than you
That even Jesus would never
Forgive what you do.

Let me ask you one question
Is your money that good
Will it buy you forgiveness
Do you think that it could
I think you will find
When your death takes its toll
All the money you made
Will never buy back your soul.

And I hope that you die
And your death'll come soon
I will follow your casket
In the pale afternoon
And I'll watch while you're lowered
Down to your deathbed
And I'll stand over your grave
'Til I'm sure that you're dead.
- Robert Zimmerman