condemned2bfree Posted December 27, 2020 Share Posted December 27, 2020 I put my hands into the roaring flamesI felt the pain as it started to burnI've done the same thing over again and againAs if I never ever wanted to learnMoving through the world at obsession speedLeave a dust trail crossing the landI'm crying out in fury to the gods of fateCome on, get me if you canI'm a master at the art of how to killI've killed the things that I love the bestThere's blood on the walls of my homePatterned with the coward's kissAnd love it is the key that unlocks the doorBut you never know what's waiting behindCrying out in fury to the gods of fateCome and get me if you can I'm screaming in the wind, screaming in the rainScreaming in the face of the stormHowling in out in the roaring surfWith the waves crashing down into foamTo feel something without a weaknessAs She batters me down into the sandCrying out in fury to the gods of fateCome on and get me if you canNow I understand what they told me years agoHow the stakes get higher and higher the further that you goIt's a bad time to look for forgivenessIt's a bad time for searching for homeThe Wall came down in a thousand piecesNow everybody's building their ownDisillusioned little children of the Western WorldTime hangs heavy in our handsWe cry out in our fury to the gods of fateCome on and get us if you canWe're crying out in our pride to the gods of fateCome on and get us if you canI'm crying out to the gods who couldn't care lessCome and get me if you can 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
condemned2bfree Posted December 27, 2020 Share Posted December 27, 2020 And I picked on the whims of a thousand or more,Still pursuing the path that's been buried for years,All the dead wood from jungles and cities on fire,Can't replace or relate, can't release or repair,Take my hand and I'll show you what was and will be. 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
condemned2bfree Posted December 27, 2020 Share Posted December 27, 2020 Living in your own Private IdahoUnderground like a wild potato. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JohnnyBlaze Posted December 27, 2020 Share Posted December 27, 2020 Idiot wind Blowing every time you move your mouthBlowing down the back roads headin’ southIdiot windBlowing every time you move your teethYou’re an idiot, babeIt’s a wonder that you still know how to breathe 2 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Entre_Perpetuo Posted December 28, 2020 Share Posted December 28, 2020 And Jesus, he wants to go to VenusLeave Levon far behindTake a balloon, and go sailin'While Levon, Levon slowly dies 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
driventotheedge Posted December 28, 2020 Share Posted December 28, 2020 (edited) You're nearly a laughYou're nearly a laughBut you're really a cry Picture a courthouse with no fukking lawsPicture a cathouse with no fukking whoresPicture a shithouse with no fukking drainsPicture a leader with no fukking brainsNo fukking brains, no fukking brainsNo fukking brains, no fukking brainsNo fukking brains, no fukking brainsNo fukking brains, no fukking brains Edited December 28, 2020 by driventotheedge Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Weatherman Posted December 28, 2020 Share Posted December 28, 2020 (edited) When I was a little bitty boyMy grandmother bought me a cute little toySilver bells hangin' on a stringShe told me it was my ding a ling And then mother took me to Grammar SchoolBut I stopped all in the vestibuleEvery time that bell would ringCatched me playin' with my ding a ling [Chorus]My ding a ling, my ding a lingI want to play with my ding a lingMy ding a ling, my ding a lingI want to play with my ding a ling Edited December 28, 2020 by Weatherman 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fridge Posted December 30, 2020 Share Posted December 30, 2020 (edited) Beauty finds refuge in herselfLovers wrapped inside each others liesBeauty is such a terrible thingShe is suffering yet more than death She is sufferingShe sucks you deeper inShe is sufferingYou exist within her shadow Edited December 30, 2020 by Fridge Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
lifeson90 Posted January 2, 2021 Share Posted January 2, 2021 If not a line from Rush: She had the face of an angelSmiling with sinA body of Venus with armssss Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
goose Posted January 3, 2021 Share Posted January 3, 2021 Living in your own Private IdahoUnderground like a wild potato.Don't go on the patio. 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
goose Posted January 3, 2021 Share Posted January 3, 2021 When I was a little bitty boyMy grandmother bought me a cute little toySilver bells hangin' on a stringShe told me it was my ding a ling And then mother took me to Grammar SchoolBut I stopped all in the vestibuleEvery time that bell would ringCatched me playin' with my ding a ling [Chorus]My ding a ling, my ding a lingI want to play with my ding a lingMy ding a ling, my ding a lingI want to play with my ding a lingChuck Berry's biggest hit. Weird. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
driventotheedge Posted January 8, 2021 Share Posted January 8, 2021 In the high school hallsIn the shopping mallsConform or be cast out In the basement barsIn the backs of carsBe cool or be cast out If you grew up in the burbs, you know and likely experienced the ugly truth to these lyrics. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Entre_Perpetuo Posted January 8, 2021 Share Posted January 8, 2021 Pause, rewind, replayWarm memory chipRandom sampleHold the one you need This is casually one of Peart's most moving images. R.I.P. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
driventotheedge Posted January 18, 2021 Share Posted January 18, 2021 (edited) You don't see no hearses with luggage racks A man with a briefcase can steal more money than any man with a gun Both lines by Don Henley Edited January 18, 2021 by driventotheedge Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
goose Posted January 19, 2021 Share Posted January 19, 2021 (edited) You don't see no hearses with luggage racks A man with a briefcase can steal more money than any man with a gun Both lines by Don HenleyDon's got some great lyrics. :yes:I always liked this line... Out on the road today, I saw a deadhead sticker on a Cadillac... Edited January 19, 2021 by goose 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
zepphead Posted January 19, 2021 Share Posted January 19, 2021 (edited) And if California slides into the oceanLike the mystics and statistics say it willI predict this motel will be standing ... until I pay my bill Warren Zevon - Desperados Under The Eaves Edited January 19, 2021 by zepphead Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
driventotheedge Posted January 19, 2021 Share Posted January 19, 2021 (edited) You don't see no hearses with luggage racks A man with a briefcase can steal more money than any man with a gun Both lines by Don HenleyDon's got some great lyrics. :yes:I always liked this line... Out on the road today, I saw a deadhead sticker on a Cadillac...Little voice inside my head said don't look backYou can never look back Henley is a fantastic songwriter and brilliant lyricist. Not quite Dylan but not miles behind either. I was flying back from LubbockAnd I saw Jesus on the planeOr maybe it was ElvisYou know they kinda look the same Edited January 19, 2021 by driventotheedge 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Weatherman Posted January 19, 2021 Share Posted January 19, 2021 You don't see no hearses with luggage racks A man with a briefcase can steal more money than any man with a gun Both lines by Don HenleyDon's got some great lyrics. :yes:I always liked this line... Out on the road today, I saw a deadhead sticker on a Cadillac...Little voice inside my head said don't look backYou can never look back Henley is a fantastic songwriter and brilliant lyricist. Not quite Dylan but not miles behind either. I was flying back from LubbockAnd I saw Jesus on the planeOr maybe it was ElvisYou know they kinda look the same "You better take a fool's adviceAnd take care of your own..." I was probably listening to that song for twenty years before I realized that he was admitting his own faults. Also:"O' beautiful, for spacious skiesBut now those skies are threateningThey're beating plowshares into swordsFor this tired old man that we elected king..." 2 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
driventotheedge Posted January 19, 2021 Share Posted January 19, 2021 You don't see no hearses with luggage racks A man with a briefcase can steal more money than any man with a gun Both lines by Don HenleyDon's got some great lyrics. :yes:I always liked this line... Out on the road today, I saw a deadhead sticker on a Cadillac...Little voice inside my head said don't look backYou can never look back Henley is a fantastic songwriter and brilliant lyricist. Not quite Dylan but not miles behind either. I was flying back from LubbockAnd I saw Jesus on the planeOr maybe it was ElvisYou know they kinda look the same "You better take a fool's adviceAnd take care of your own..." I was probably listening to that song for twenty years before I realized that he was admitting his own faults. Also:"O' beautiful, for spacious skiesBut now those skies are threateningThey're beating plowshares into swordsFor this tired old man that we elected king..." The cowboy's name was JingoAnd he heard that there was troubleSo in a blaze of gloryHe rode out of the westNo one was ever certainWhat it was that he was sayin'But they loved it when he told themThey were better than the rest 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
driventotheedge Posted January 19, 2021 Share Posted January 19, 2021 ^^^ I might add that I think The End of the Innocence is an absolute masterpiece. Easily one of my favorite albums of all-time. 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
condemned2bfree Posted January 19, 2021 Share Posted January 19, 2021 You're the grass, you're the treesYou're the thing that makes the windYou're the roots of the skyYou're an islandYou never move, you never sleepYou're the thought I cannot keepYou're a denessen of the deepYou're an island You're the moon, you're the glassDown stone the donkeys assUp above the heavens laugh You're an island Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
condemned2bfree Posted January 19, 2021 Share Posted January 19, 2021 Many a hand has scaled the grand old face of the plateauSome belong to strangers and some to folks you knowHoly ghosts and talk show hosts are planted in the sandTo beautify the foothills and shake the many handsThere's nothing on the top but a bucket and a mopAnd an illustrated book about birdsYou see a lot up there but don't be scaredWho needs actions when you got words. 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
condemned2bfree Posted January 19, 2021 Share Posted January 19, 2021 Well we all learned how to use a fork and a knifeHow sometimes we have to wear a suit and tieAnd understand these things are what give us the rightTo go around the world acting superiorWe live with missiles and the armaments cacheWith rewritten histories and a fictional pastAnd though some of us still have questions to askThis ship, she sails without a captain..... 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
condemned2bfree Posted January 19, 2021 Share Posted January 19, 2021 In fear every day, every eveningHe calls her aloud from aboveCarefully watched for a reasonPainstaking devotion and loveSurrendered to self preservationFrom others who care for themselvesA blindness that touches perfectionBut hurts just like anything else. 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
condemned2bfree Posted January 19, 2021 Share Posted January 19, 2021 Where people speak, but seldom meet. 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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