Inspiring Lyrics

Thought it would be a good idea to post a thread where people could post lyrics to the songs that have most inspired them or just lyrics that they think are damn good.

This is a little number that I listen too when I feel that the MAN is oppressing me:

Private War/Anything (Viva!)- Foetus

FEE FI FO FUM
It takes two to tangle it takes one to come
Some things are better left unsaid, like
A pound of protection beats an ounce of lead

FEE FI FO FUM
There must be some kind of romance in bein' DUMB
Find a belt fulla bullets, fill your head fulla dread
Float like a butterfly, sting like a MANTA RAY

FEE FI FO FUM
There must be some kinda romance in bein' DUMB
'Cos the blind lead the blind lead the blind lead
the blind lead the BLIND
....and every man for himself

You start to admire the flagrant disregard
For the sanctity of other peoples lives
By the FILTHY FEW in positions of POWER
Who go for the jugular in order to survive
DISINFECT those dangerous RABID DOGS
Make sure the kids stay in
'Cos if you wanna be immortal you gotta have somethin' to trade in....
Tobacco chompin' soldier of misfortune in that battle they call life
With the warm soft breeze of SANTA ANA whistlin' round dem frail dry bones
I'm da COCKROACH in your tinseltown--
CRY YOU MERCY! I AM THE LAW!
When the time runs out
When the money runs out
I CAN DO ANY GODDAMN THING I WANT!

Get outta my sight
Get outta my way
Get outta my way
GET OUTTA MY WAY!

Run the gauntlet north and south
March on up to the cannon's mouth
And say I can do any GODDAMN thing I want

Take the bull by the horns
Gonna slit me some throats on the White House lawns
I can do any GODDAMN thing I want

I'm the cockroach in your tinseltown
CRY YOU MERCY!-- I AM THE LAW!
And I can do any GODDAMN thing I want

POWER makes PAIN so wear rhino hide
If you see a white flash you better cover your eyes
'Cos I can do any GODDAMN thing I want

CHANGE YOUR MIND-- MIND YOUR CHANGE
KEEP THE ENEMY IN FOCUS AND IN YOUR RANGE
AND SAY I CAN DO ANY GODDAMN THING I WANT

I can do ANYTHING
ANYTHING
ANYTHING
ANYTHING

Oh man, I have a bunch of those. Here's one - though it really has to be heard along with it to get the full impact:

Amused To Death - Roger Waters

Doctor, doctor, what is wrong with me?
This supermarket life is getting long
What is the half-life of a color T.V.?
What is the shelf life of a teenage queen?

Oooh, western woman
Oooh, western girl

Newshound sniffs the air when Jessica Hahn goes down
He latches on to that symbol of detachment
Attracted by the peeling away of the feeling
The celebrity of the abused shell; the belle

Oooh, western woman
Oooh, western girl
Oooh, western woman
Oooh, western girl

And the children on Melrose strut their stuff
Is absolute zero cold enough?
And out in the valley, warm and clean,
the little ones sit by their T.V. screen

No thoughts to think, no tears to cry
All sucked dry, down to the very last breath

Bartender, what is wrong with me?
Why am I so out of breath?
The Captain said, "Excuse me, ma'am,
this species has amused itself to death."

Amused itself to death
It has amused itself to death

We watched the tragedy unfold,
we did as we were told,
we bought and sold
It was the greatest show on earth,
but then it was over

We ooh and aahed,
we drove our racing cars,
we ate our last few jars of caviar
And somewhere out there in the stars,
a keen-eyed lookout spied a flickering light:

Our last hurrah
Our last hurrah

And when they found our shadows grouped 'round the T.V. sets,
they ran down every lead,
they repeated every test

They checked out all the data on their list
and then, the alien anthropologists
admitted they were still perplexed

But on eliminating every other reason for our sad demise,
they logged the only explanation left:
This species has amused itself do death

No tears to cry, no feelings left,
this species has amused itself to death

The Living Years by Mike and the Mechanics


Every generation
Blames the one before
And all of their frustrations
Come beating on your door

I know that I'm a prisoner
To all my Father held so dear
I know that I'm a hostage
To all his hopes and fears
I just wish I could have told him in the living years

Crumpled bits of paper
Filled with imperfect thought
Stilted conversations
I'm afraid that's all we've got

You say you just don't see it
He says it's perfect sense
You just can't get agreement
In this present tense
We all talk a different language
Talking in defence

Say it loud, say it clear
You can listen as well as you hear
It's too late when we die
To admit we don't see eye to eye

So we open up a quarrel
Between the present and the past
We only sacrifice the future
It's the bitterness that lasts

So Don't yield to the fortunes
You sometimes see as fate
It may have a new perspective
On a different day
And if you don't give up, and don't give in
You may just be OK.

Say it loud, say it clear
You can listen as well as you hear
It's too late when we die
To admit we don't see eye to eye

I wasn't there that morning
When my Father passed away
I didn't get to tell him
All the things I had to say

I think I caught his spirit
Later that same year
I'm sure I heard his echo
In my baby's new born tears
I just wish I could have told him in the living years

Say it loud, say it clear
You can listen as well as you hear
It's too late when we die
To admit we don't see eye to eye




[edit on 22-12-2005 by CelticHeart]