Share your greatest song or lyric???

I sing this 3rd stanza from Guns N' Roses whenever I go on duty...

Welcome to the jungle
It gets worse here everyday
Ya learn ta live like an animal
In the jungle where we play
If you got a hunger for what you see
You'll take it eventually
You can have anything you want
But you better not take it from me
 
Rock n' Roll Train
by AC/DC

One heart angel
One cool devil
Your mind on the fantasy
Livin on the ecstasy
Give it all, give it,
Give it what you got
Come on give it all a lot
Pick it up move it
Give it to the spot
Your mind on fantasy
Livin on ecstasy

Runaway Train
(Running right off the track)
Runaway Train
(Running right off the track)
Runaway Train
(Running right off the track)
Yeah the Runaway Train
(Running right off the track)

One hard reng a ale
Old school rebel
A ten for the revelry
Diamond of the agency
Shake it, Shake it
Take it to the spot
You know she make it really hot
Get it on, get it up
Come on give it all you got
Your mind on fantasy
Livin on the ecstasy

Runaway Train
(Running right off the track)
Yeah the Runaway Train yeah
(Running right off the track)
On the Runaway Train
(Running right off the track)
Runaway Train
(Running right off the track)

(Angus Guitar Solo)

One hot southern belle
Son of a devil
A school boy spelling bee
A school girl with a fantasy
One hot reng a ale
Old school rebel
A ten for the revelry
Diamond of the agency
Shake it, Shake it
Take it to the spot
You know
She make it really hot Yeah
Get it on, get it up
Come on give it what you got
You know she's just like a

Runaway Train
(Running right off the track)
She's coming off the track
Runaway Train
(Running right off the track)
Get it on, get it up
Come on give it all you got
Runaway Train
(Running right off the track)
Runaway Train
(Running right off the track)
 
Just for fun... it's a great song if you haven't heard it... (c'mon you listen to Manilow and have a few of his albums stashed away where no-one else can see them and pull them out when you're alone to listen to)...
The real surprise I think is Lily Tomlin's singing voice... it's quite good.
This was written/performed in the 80's so if you remember all those love songs from way back when... it'll get you grinning.
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The Last Duet as performed by Barry Manilow (with Lily Tomlin)

Lily:
You creep into my heart
And make my heart, burn
Barry:
You sneak into my mind
And make my head, ache
Both:
There are things I long to tell you
Lily:
You're much too blonde
Barry:
You snore

Both:
Well it's time to face the music
Barry:
Bye bye
Lily:
Don't slam the door
And I don't want
Barry:
I don't want
Lily:
And I don't want
Barry:
I don't want
Both:
No, I don't want your flowers anymore

This is the last duet
Last chance you're gonna get
No more ha harmony
For you and me

This is the final song
And when the music' through
This is the last duet
I'll ever do with you

Barry:
You're not the one that I want
Ohh ohh ohh Tood-le-oo (honey)
Lily:
Don't go breakin' my back
Don't call me, I'll call you (snorts)
Both:
Back together, reunited
Should feel so good they say
So I hope there's no hard feelings
Barry:
Don't go ‘way mad
Lily:
Just go ‘way

Both:
‘cause enough is enough
is enough is enough
too much too little too late

Lily:
To know
Barry:
Tonight
Both:
With you I'm bored again!

This is the last duet
Last chance you're gonna get
No more ha harmony
For you and me

This is the final song
And when the music' through
This is the last duet
I'll ever do I'll ever do
I'll never never never never never do
with you
 
"Wish You Were Here"

So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell,
blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found? The same old fears.
Wish you were here.


 
They disembarked in 45
And no-one spoke and no-one smiled
There were too many spaces in the line.
Gathered at the cenotaph
All agreed with hand on heart
To sheath the sacrificial Knifes.
But now
She stands upon Southampton dock
With her handkerchief
And her summer frock clings
To her wet body in the rain.
In quiet desperation knuckles
White upon the slippery reins
She bravely waves the boys Goodbye again.

And still the dark stain spreads between
Their shoulder blades.
A mute reminder of the poppy fields and graves.
And when the fight was over
We spent what they had made.
But in the bottom of our hearts
We felt the final cut.
 
Day after day, love turns grey
Like the skin of a dying man.
Night after night, we pretend its all right
But I have grown older and
You have grown colder and
Nothing is very much fun any more.
And I can feel one of my turns coming on.
I feel cold as a razor blade,
Tight as a tourniquet,
Dry as a funeral drum.

Run to the bedroom,
In the suitcase on the left
You'll find my favorite axe.
Don't look so frightened
This is just a passing phase,
One of my bad days.
Would you like to watch T.V.?
Or get between the sheets?
Or contemplate the silent freeway?
Would you like something to eat?
Would you like to learn to fly?
Would'ya?
Would you like to see me try?

Would you like to call the cops?
Do you think it's time I stopped?
Why are you running away?
 
Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way

Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun

And you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's sinking
And racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in the relative way, but you're older
And shorter of breath and one day closer to death

Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
The time is gone the song is over, thought I'd something more to say
 
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]What Do You Want From Life[/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]Spooner/Evans
[/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]What do you want from life
To kidnap an heiress
or threaten her with a knife
What do you want from life
To get cable TV
and watch it every night
[/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif] [/FONT][FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]There you sit
a lump in your chair
Where do you sleep
and what do you wear
when you're sleeping
[/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif] [/FONT][FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]What do you want from life
An Indian guru
to show you the inner light
What do you want from life
a meaningless love affair
with a girl that you met tonight
[/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif] [/FONT][FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]How can you tell when you're doin' alright
Does your bank account swell
While you're dreaming at night
How do know when you're really in love
Do violins play when you're touching the one
That you're loving
[/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif] [/FONT][FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]What do you want from life
Someone to love
and somebody that you can trust
What do you want from life
To try and be happy
while you do the nasty things you must
[/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif] [/FONT][FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]Well, you can't have that, but if you're an American citizen you are entitled to:
a heated kidney shaped pool,
a microwave oven--don't watch the food cook,
a Dyna-Gym--I'll personally demonstrate it in the privacy of your own home,
a king-size Titanic unsinkable Molly Brown waterbed with polybendum,
a foolproof plan and an airtight alibi,
real simulated Indian jewelry,
a Gucci shoetree,
a year's supply of antibiotics,
a personally autographed picture of Randy Mantooth
and Bob Dylan's new unlisted phone number,
a beautifully restored 3rd Reich swizzle stick,
Rosemary's baby,
a dream date in kneepads with Paul Williams,
a new Matador, a new mastodon,
a Maverick, a Mustang, a Montego,
a Merc Montclair, a Mark IV, a meteor,
a Mercedes, an MG, or a Malibu,
a Mort Moriarty, a Maserati, a Mac truck,
a Mazda, a new Monza, or a moped,
a Winnebago--Hell, a herd of Winnebago's we're giving 'em away,
or how about a McCulloch chainsaw,
a Las Vegas wedding,
a Mexican divorce,
a solid gold Kama Sutra coffee pot,
or a baby's arm holding an apple?
[/FONT]
 
Band - Dream Theater
Song - Take the Time

If there's a pensive fear, a wasted year
A man must learn to cope
If his obsession's real, suppression that he feels
Must turn to hope
 
Grey Day - Madness

When I get home it's late at night,
I'm black and bloody from my life,
I haven't time to clean my hands,
Cuts will only sting me through my dreams.

It's well past midnight as I lie
In a semi-conscious state.
I dream of people fighting me
Without any reason I can see.

In the morning I awake,
My arms my legs my body aches,
The sky outside is wet and grey
So begins another weary day.
So begins another weary day.

After eating I go out,
People passing by me shout.
I can't stand this agony
Why don't they talk to me?

In the park I have to rest
I lie down and I do my best,
The rain is falling on my face
I wish I could sink without a trace.

In the morning I awake,
My arms my legs my body aches,
The sky outside is wet and grey,
So begins another weary day.
So begins another weary day.

In the park I have to rest
I lie down and I do my best,
The rain is falling on my face
I wish I could sink without a trace.

In the morning I awake,
My arms my legs my body aches,
The sky outside is wet and grey,
So begins another weary day.
So begins another weary day.
 
In the clearing stands a boxer, and a fighter by his trade
And he carries the reminders of every glove that laid him down or cut him
til he cried out in his anger and his shame
"I am leaving, I am leaving," but the fighter still remains

 
I ran down to the waters edge and screamed your name
Tho I know things are different, I pray they stay the same
The Snow wrapped me up and eased my pain,
Like the cool chill of an autumn rain,
Your words tore into me like piercing steel
Always so shocking to my emancipated will.

The purity of the fury that siezed me by the throat
was brought to an end by the words you wrote
I realized it's more than rage and misery,
but a defiant self that dwells within me
Don't test my apathy, it's more than just Jealousy...

This Shall Be My Finest Hour, When Fate Comes, and Takes My Hand...
This Shall Be My Finest Hour, When Fate Comes, and Takes, Takes My Hand...
 
Got a lot on my mind I want to tell you
I don't know where to start
You're gettin' way outta line I want to tell you
You're actin' too damn smart
This little game you're playin'
Has lost its fun somehow
You had me goin' but I figured it out
An' I'm not playin', I'm not playin' now

Say goodbye, I'll be leavin' in the mornin'
Nothin' you can do to make me stay
Say goodbye, I'll be leavin' in the mornin'
Say goodbye, it's the only thing to say
Then I'll be on my way

Little girl, dressed to kill
I see through your disguise
You wanna be big time but you never will
Cuz I see through all your lies
You say you're somethin' special
Well you talk a real good game
But now the party's over
An' you just don't sound
You just don't sound the same

Say goodbye, I'll be leavin' in the mornin'
Nothin' you can do to make me stay
Say goodbye, I'll be leavin' in the mornin'
Say goodbye, it's the only thing to say
Then I'll be on my way

Don't say you love me
Don't say you need me

Say goodbye, I'll be leavin' in the mornin'
Nothin' you can do to make me stay
Say goodbye, I'll be leavin' in the mornin'
Say goodbye, it's the only thing to say
Then I'll be on my way
 
This has been stuck in my head for a couple days which is weird cuz I havnt heard it in about a billion years... but maybe it's oddly appropriate now.

Here as I watch the ships go by
I'm rooted to my shore
I keep asking myself why
And if there's more on the other side
Here as I see the friends I thought I made
A little bit crazed and knowing now
We've outgrown one another

Now when I see the things I want
I can take the things I see
But I keep asking myself why
And if there ain't just a little bit more for me
Here when it's time to count the cost
I keep measuring what I've lost
And wondering if you knew
It would all wind up with you

Here as I watch the time go by
How I'd like to sail away
Leaving all my past behind
But I know I'd only last for a couple of days
Here stands everything I thought I made
It's the only life I know
And I can't even call it my own
I've got no home, I belong to you

My star maker
Dream breaker
Soul taker
WE'RE SO HAPPY NOW
 
Bravado..

If we burn our wings
Flying too close to the sun
If the moment of glory
Is over before it's begun
If the dream is won
Though everything is lost
We will pay the price
But we will not count the cost

When the dust has cleared
And victory denied
A summit too lofty
River a little too wide
If we keep our pride
Though paradise is lost
We will pay the price
But we will not count the cost

And if the music stops
There's only the sound of the rain
All the hope and glory
All the sacrifice in vain
(And) If love remains
Though everything is lost
We will pay the price
But we will not count the cost
 
Thank you very much to you all for still posting :) Apologies for not replying back to you all individually and but thank you for your lyrics :)


From the absolutely beautiful "Geraldine" by Glasvegas..
When your sparkle evades your soul
I'll be at your side to console
When your standing on the window ledge
I'll talk you back, back from the edge
Yr most obdt hmble srvt,
Jenna
 
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Grey Day - Madness

When I get home it's late at night,
I'm black and bloody from my life,
I haven't time to clean my hands,
Cuts will only sting me through my dreams.
Oh wow, have not heard this in ages :) Must go listen. Was definitely of its era here in London :) Great choon, thanks.
Jenna
 
One day i was fishing,

Feeling the itching,

I took to the stitching,

To make up to my loooove,

my one and only wing chun my lovveee.


(just made up. i'm bored see.)
 
Gearge Thurogood

One shot

one bourbon

one beer

Man that song just hits the spot.
 
Infra-red Combat by Front Line Assembly

The pain you feel
Is not for real
The moments you spend
Wondering how it
Would end

In a time
In a place
In a State
Of honor and grace

In a breath
In a Death
In a sound
You'll be found
 

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