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Well heres lyrics to one of the many Depeche Mode songs I like. This one is sort of new comparitive to many of their hits. It came off their second most successful CD, Ultra.

Walking In My Shoes by Depeche Mode

I would tell you about the things
They put me through
The pain I've been subjected to
But the Lord himself would blush
The countless feasts laid at my feet
Forbidden fruits for me to eat
But I think your pulse would start to rush

Now I'm not looking for absolution
Forgiveness for the things I do
But before you come to any conclusions
Try walking in my shoes
Try walking in my shoes

You'll stumble in my footsteps
Keep the same appointments I kept
If you try walking in my shoes
If you try walking in my shoes

Morality would frown upon
Decency look down upon
The scapegoat fate's made of me
But I promise now, my judge and jurors
My intentions couldn't have been purer
My case is easy to see

I'm not looking for a clearer conscience
Peace of mind after what I've been through
And before we talk of any repentance
Try walking in my shoes
Try walking in my shoes

You'll stumble in my footsteps
Keep the same appointments I kept
If you try walking in my shoes
If you try walking in my shoes
Try walking in my shoes

Now I'm not looking for absolution
Forgiveness for the things I do
But before you come to any conclusions
Try walking in my shoes
Try walking in my shoes

You'll stumble in my footsteps
Keep the same appointments I kept
If you try walking in my shoes

You'll stumble in my footsteps
Keep the same appointments I kept
If you try walking in my shoes
Try walking in my shoes
If you try walking in my shoes
Try walking in my shoes

I'm Finding It Harder To Be A Gentleman - The White Stripes

Well I'm finding it harder
to be a gentleman every day
all the manner that I've been taught
have slowly died away
but if I held the door open for you
It would'nt make your day

You think that I care
about me and only me
when every single girl needs help
climbing up a tree
well I know it don't take much
to satisfy me

Maybe it's whatever's in my head
that's distracting me
but if i could find emotion
to stimulate devotion
well then you'd see

Well I'm finding it hard to say
that I need you twenty times a day
I feel comfortable so baby why
don't you feel the same?
have a doctor come and visit us
and tell us which one is sane

I'd never said I wouldn't
throw my jacket in the mud for you
but my father gave it to me so
maybe I should carry you
then you said
You almost dropped me
so then I did
and I got mud on my shoes

Reefer Man, by Cab Calloway.
Oh, have you ever met that funny reefer man?
Oh, have you ever met that funny reefer man?
If he says he'll swam to China
And he'll sell you South Carolina
Then you know you're talking to that reefer man.

Have you ever met that funny reefer man?
Have you ever met that funny reefer man?
If he says he walks the ocean
Every time he takes the notion
Then you know you're talking to that reefer man.

Have you ever met a funny reefer man?
Have you ever met a funny reefer man?
If he takes a sudden mania
Wants to give you Pennsylvania
Then you know you're talking to that reefer man.

An oldie. but a goody

Anyone remember Golden Earring? I think they still tour in the Netherlands ... The lyrics of this one ain't exactly the most fascinating, but it's a great rock song.

I’ve been drivin’ all night, my hand’s wet on the wheel
There’s a voice in my head, that drives my heel
It’s my baby callin’, says: I need you here
And it’s a half past four, and I’m shifting gear

When she is lonely and the longing gets too much
She sends a cable comin’ in from above
Don’t need a phone at all
We’ve got a thing that’s called Radar Love
We’ve got a wave in the air, Radar Love

The radio’s playing some forgotten song
Brenda Lee’s "Coming on Strong"
The road has got me hypnotized
and I’m speeding into a new sunrise

When I get lonely and I’m sure I’ve had enough
She sends her comfort, coming in from above
Don’t need no letter at all
We’ve got a thing that’s called Radar Love
We’ve got a line in the sky, Radar Love

No more speed, I’m almost there
Gotta keep cool now, gotta take care
Last car to pass, here I go
And the line of cars drove down real slow
And the radio played that forgotten song
Brenda Lee's "Coming On Strong"
and the newsman sang his same song
One more radar love is gone

When I get lonely and I’m sure I’ve had enough
She sends her comfort, coming in from above
We don’t need no letter at all
We’ve got a thing that’s called Radar Love
We’ve got a line in the sky
We’ve got a thing that’s called Radar Love
We’ve got a thing that’s called, Radar Love

Peace.

God Is In The Radio - QUEENS OF THE STONE

I thought I saw him on the video
A trance is keeping him under
I know that god is in the radio
Checkin the station
I'm glad I caught it from me to you
Just a call in the medium
I know hear it, I hear it too
It's everywhere that I go

You come back another day
And do no wrong

The say the devil is paranoid
Always signin the cover
But god is leakin through the stereo
Between the station to station
You believe it, I know you do
You won't admit it or say so
I know that god is in the radio
Just repeating a slogan

You come back another day
And do no wrong

Tis' a beautiful song.

Mayor Hector's Song (done up as an old Fred Astaire song-and-dance piece) --from The Golden Apple, musical with words by John Latouche and music by Jerome Moross

Some can be bought for money
And some there are that glory can buy
Some yield their purity
In search of security,
Some drown their dreams
In a bottle of rye,

Some go for empty knowledge
And some think sex will set their bodies free--
The man of the hour will settle for power,
Yes, every soul alive has its fee...!
Except for wonderful people...
Noble people...
Mmmmmmarvelous people like you, and like me...!

Not sentiments I agree with, but it's done with such elegance and charm as to set me smiling whenever I hear the thing.

I've always liked this song, and as summer slowly begins to fade it seems appropriate.....

Fields of Gold

You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we walk in fields of gold

So she took her love
For to gaze awhile
Upon the fields of barley
In his arms she fell as her hair came down
Among the fields of gold

Will you stay with me, will you be my love
Among the fields of barley
We'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we lie in fields of gold

See the west wind move like a lover so
Upon the fields of barley
Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth
Among the fields of gold

I never made promises lightly
And there have been some that I've broken
But I swear in the days still left
We'll walk in fields of gold
We'll walk in fields of gold

Many years have passed since those summer days
Among the fields of barley
See the children run as the sun goes down
Among the fields of gold

You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You can tell the sun in his jealous sky
When we walked in fields of gold
When we walked in fields of gold
When we walked in fields of gold






Sting

Blood of Eden

I caught sight of my reflection
I caught it in the window
I saw the darkness in my heart
I saw the signs of my undoing
They had been there from the start
And the darkness still has work to do
The knotted chord's untying
They're heated and they're holy
Oh they're sitting there on high
So secure with everything they're buying

[Chorus:]
In the blood of Eden
Lie the woman and the man
With the man in the woman
And the woman in the man
In the blood of Eden
Lie the woman and the man
We wanted the union
Oh the union of the woman
The woman and the man

My grip is surely slipping
I think I've lost my hold
Yes, I think I've lost my hold
I cannot get insurance anymore
They don't take credit, only gold
Is that a dagger or a crucifix I see
You hold so tightly in your hand
And all the while the distance grows between you and me
I do not understand

[Chorus]

At my request, you take me in
In that tenderness, I am floating away
No certainty, nothing to rely on
Holding still for a moment
What a moment this is
Oh for a moment of forgetting, a moment of bliss
Heyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy

I can hear the distant thunder
Of a million unheard souls
Of a million unheard souls
Watch each one reach for creature comfort
For the filling of their holes

In the blood of Eden
Lie the woman and the man
With the man in the woman
And the woman in the man
In the blood of Eden
We wanted the union
Of the woman and the man

In the blood of Eden
Lie the woman and the man
I feel the man in the woman
And the woman in the man

In the blood of Eden
Lie the woman and the man
I feel the man in the woman
And the woman in the man

In the blood of Eden
We've done everything we can
In the blood of Eden
Saw the end as we began
With the man in the woman
And the woman in the man
It was all for the union
Oh, the union of the woman, the woman and the man.

Peter Gabriel

One of my favorities by Beck, who has written a lot of good lyrics...

MTV makes me wanna smoke crack

mtv makes me wanna smoke crack
fall out of the window and I'm never comin back
mtv makes me wanna get high
can't get a ride no matter how I try
and everything's perfect
and everything's bright
and everyone's perky
and everyone's uptight
I love those videos
I watch 'em all day........

what's the problem?
uh...I dunno just stop the tape...

mtv whoa! makes me wanna smoke crack
fly out the window and I'm never comin' back
mtv makes me wanna get high as the moon
like a rubber balloon
aww get that squeegee
everything's wonderful
everything's grand
everything's swinging
all across the land you know it
bust out the biscuits
strike up the band
play those videos
every woman and man

cuz mtv, whoa! makes me wanna smoke crack
fly out the window
and I'm never comin back
mtv makes me wanna get high as a kite
gettin all uptight
take it
aww yeah
fake it till ya make it
right about now
steppin into a cold ass fashion
aww yeah weedwack that thing

I work down at the video store
makin some change
with a sparkle in my step
and a smile on my face
condominiums risin above
and those video's are better than love

yeah! mtv!
mtv! check!
mtv makes me wanna smoke crack!

For some strange reason the following lyrics make me think of BS

The Night Pat Murphy Died

Oh, the night that Paddy Murphy died, is a night I'll never forget,
Some of the boys got loaded drunk and they ain't got sober yet!
As long as a bottle was passed around every man was feeling gay,
O'Leary came with the bagpipes some music for to play!
That's how they showed their respect for Paddy Murphy,
That's how they showed their honour and their pride,
They said it was, "a sin" and "a shame" they winked at one and another,
And every drink in the place was full the night Pat Murphy died!
As Missus Murphy sat in the corner pourin' out her grief,
Kelly and his gang came tearin' down the street,
They went into an empty room and a bottle of whiskey stole,
They put that bottle with the corpse to keep that whiskey cold!
That's how they showed their respect for Paddy Murphy,
That's how they showed their honour and their pride,
They said it was, "a sin" and "a shame" they winked at one and another,
And every drink in the place was full the night Pat Murphy died!
Well, two o'clock in the mornin' after emptyin' the jug,
Doyle rose up the icebox lid to see poor Paddy's mug,
They stopped the clock so Missus Murphy couldn't tell the time,
And at a quarter after two we argued it was nine!
That's how they show their respect for Paddy Murphy,
That's how we show our honour and our pride,
They said it was, "a sin" and "a shame" they winked at one and another,
And every drink in the place was full the night Pat Murphy died!
Well, they stopped the hearse on George Street outside some damn saloon,
They all went in at half past eight and staggered out at noon,
The went up to the graveyard so holy and sublime,
Found out when they'd got there they'd left the corpse behind!
That's how they showed their respect for Paddy Murphy,
That's how they showed their honour and their pride,
They said it was, "a sin" and "a shame" we winked at one and another,
And every drink in the place was full the night Pat Murphy died!
Oh, the night that Paddy Murphy died, is a night I'll never forget,
Some of the boys got loaded drunk and they ain't been sober yet!
As long as a bottle was passed around every man was feeling gay,
O'Leary came with bagpipes some music for to play!
That's how they showed their respect for Paddy Murphy,
That's how they showed their honour and their pride,
They said it was, "a sin" and "a shame" we winked at one and another,
And every drink in the place was full the night Pat Murphy died!
Well, every drink in the place was full the night Pat Murphy died!


Great Big Sea

Santana f/ Wyclef Jean - Maria Maria



Intro (Wyclef):
Ladies and gents
Turn up this sound system
To the sound of Carlos Santana
And the GMBs
Ghetto blues from the refugee camp

Hook:
Oh Maria Maria
She reminds me of a westside story
Growing up in Spanish Harlem
She's livin' her life just like a movie star
Oh, Maria Maria
She fell in love in East L.A.
To the sounds of the guitar
Played by Carlos Santan
*guitar plays*

Verse 1:
Stop the looting, stop the shooting
Pick pocking on the corner
See as the rich is getting richer
The poor is getting poorer
Se mira Maria on the corner
Thinkin' of ways to make it better
In my mailbox there's an eviction letter
Somebody just said see you later

Bridge:
Ahora vengo mama chola mama chola
Ahora vengo mama chola (East coast)
Ahora vengo mama chola mama chola
Ahora vengo mama chola (West coast)

Hook:
Oh Maria Maria
She reminds me of a westside story
Growing up in Spanish Harlem
She's livin' her life just like a movie star
Oh, Maria Maria
She fell in love in East L.A.
To the sounds of the guitar
Played by Carlos Santan
*guitar plays*


Verse 2:
I said a la favella los colores
The streets are getting hotter
There is no water
To put out the fire
Mi canto la esperanza
Se mira Maria on the corner
Thinkin' of ways to make it better
Then I looked up in the sky
Hoping of days of paradise

Bridge:
Ahora vengo mama chola mama chola
Ahora vengo mama chola (North side)
Ahora vengo mama chola mama chola
Ahora vengo mama chola (South side)
Ahora vengo mama chola mama chola
Ahora vengo mama chola (World wide)
Ahora vengo mama chola mama chola
Ahora vengo mama chola (Open up your eyes)

Bridge 2:
Maria you know your my lover
When the wind blows I can feel you through the weather
And even when we are apart
It feels like we are together
Maria, yeah

Hook:
She reminds me of a westside story
Growing up in Spanish Harlem
She's livin' her life just like a movie star
Oh Maria Maria
She fell in love in East L.A.
To the sounds of the guitar
Played by Carlos Santana
*gutair plays*

Outro (Wyclef):
Put 'em up y'all
Carlos Santana with the refugee camp
Wyclef
Jerry Wonder
Mr. Santana
GMB
Yo, Carlos, man you makin' the guitar cry...

@dw - LMAO!

Remember this?

Corries - The Bricklayers...

Dear sir I write this note to you, to tell you of my plight
For at the time of writing it, I'm not a pretty sight
My body is all black and blue, my face a deathly grey
And I write this note to say why I am not at work today

While working on the fourteenth floor, some bricks I had to clear
But tossing them down from such a height was not a good idea
The foreman wasn't very pleased, he is an awkward sod
And he said I had to cart them down the ladders in me hod

Well clearing all these bricks by hand, it was so very slow
So I hoisted up a barrel and secured a rope below
But in me haste to do the job, I was too blind to see
That a barrel full of building bricks was heavier than me

And so when I untied the rope, the barrel fell like lead
And clinging tightly to the rope I started up instead
I shot up like a rocket, and to my dismay I found
That half way up I met the bloody barrel coming down

Well the barrel broke me shoulder, as to the ground it sped
And when I reached the top I banged the pulley with me head
But I clung on tightly, numb with shock, from this almighty blow
While the barrel spilled out half its bricks some fourteen floors below

Now when these bricks had fallen, from the barrel to the floor
I then outweighed the barrel so started down once more
But I clung on tightly to the rope, me body racked with pain
And half way down I met the bloody barrel once again

The force of this collision, half way down the office block
Caused multiple abrasions and a nasty case of shock
But I clung on tightly to the rope as I fell towards the ground
And I landed on the broken bricks the barrel'd scattered round

Well as I lay there on the floor, I thought I'd passed the worst
But the barrel hit the pulley wheel and then the bottom burst
A shower of bricks rained down on me, I didn't have a hope
As I lay there bleeding on the ground, I let go of the bloody rope!

The barrel, now being heavier, it started down once more
It landed right across me as I lay there on the floor
It broke three ribs, and my left arm and I can only say
I hope you'll understand why I am not at work today

Another Corries (hope you can decipher the Scottish dialect )

The Portree Kid

A man cam' riding oot the west one wild and stormy day
He was tall, quiet and hungry, his eyes were smokey grey
He was lean across the hurdies, but his shouders they were big
The terror o' the hielan' glens that was the Portree Kid

He drum ho he drum hey
The teuchter that cam' frae Skye

His sidekick was an orra' man, and oh but he was mean
He was ca'ad the Midnight Ploughboy, and he cam' frae Aberdeen
He had twenty seven notches on his cromack so they say
And he killed a million indians, way up in Stornoway

Portree booted in the door, he sauntered tae the bar
He poured a shot o' Crabbies, he shouted Slainte Mhath (Slangevar)
While Midnight was being chatted up by a bar room girl called Pam
Who said 'Well how-dy stranger, wad' ye buy's a Babycham'

Now over in the corner sat three men frae Auchtertool
They were playing games for money, in a snakes and ladder school
The fourth man was a southerner who'd come up from Macmerry
He'd been a river gambler on the Ballachulish Ferry

He drum ho he drum hey
The teuchter that cam' frae Skye

Portree walked tae the table and he shouted 'Shake me in'
He shoogled on the eggcup, he gave the dice a spin
He threw seven sixes in a row and the game was nearly done
But then he landed on a snake, and finished on square one

The game was nearly over and Portree was doing fine
He'd landed on a ladder, he was up to forty nine
He only had but one to go and the other man was beat
But the gambler cowped the board over, and shouted 'You're a cheat'

Men dived behind the rubber plants, to try and save their skins
The accordionist stopped playing, his sidekick dropped the spoons
He says 'I think its funny, you've been up that ladder twice
And ye ayeways dunt the table, when I go tae throw my dice'

He drum ho he drum hey
The teuchter that cam' frae Skye

The gambler drew his Skian Dubh (Skeandoo), as fast as lightning speed
Portree grabbed a screwtop, he cracked him o'er the heid
Then he gave him laldy, wi' a salmon off the wall
And he finished off the business wi' his lucky grousefoot's claw

Portree walked up tae the bar, he says 'I'll hae a half
And d'ye like the way I stuck it on that wee Macmerry nyaff
But the southerner crept up behind. his features wracked wi' pain
And he gubbed him wi' an ashtray, made oot o' a curling stane

The fight went raging on all night till opening time next day
Wi' a break for soup and stovies aff a coronation tray
It was getting kind o' obvious. that neither man would win
When came the shout that stopped it all 'There's a bus trip coming in'

He drum ho he drum hey
The teuchter that cam' frae Skye

They sing this song in Galashiels and up by Peterheid
Way down o'er the border. across the Rio Tweed
About what became o Portree, Midnight and the Gambling Man
They opened up a gift shop. selling fresh air in a can

He drum ho he drum hey
The teuchter that cam' frae Skye

@CE, I had no idea that you were a beck fan...our psychic relationship gets creepier and creepier...

Anyway, Kam was put off Beck for life by an exceptionally bad set he did in Oxford two summers ago - It was an acoustic solo set (all songs from Melow Gold, plus some of the more miserable moments from Mutations, plus Beautiful Way, of course), which would have been perfect late summer melancholy country...only it was raining, and Supergrass had just been on . Maybe we can create a committee dedicated to bringing one lone Oxford boy the full joys of Beck's funky bad self...

and, umm, here's a Jimmy Cliff song to keep you all happy

Well they tell me of a pie up in the sky
Waiting for me when I die
But between the day you're born and when you die
They never seem to hear even your cry

So as sure as the sun will shine
I'm gonna get my share now of what's mine
And then the harder they come the harder they'll fall,
One and all
The harder they come the harder they'll fall,
One and all

Well the oppressors are trying to keep me down
Trying to drive me underground
And they think that they have got the battle won
I say forgive them Lord, they know not what they've done

'Cause as sure as the sun will shine
I'm gonna get my share now of what's mine
And then the harder they come the harder they'll fall,
One and all
Ooh the harder they come the harder they'll fall,
One and all

And I keep on fighting for the things I want
Though I know that when you're dead you can't
But I'd rather be a free man in my grave
Than living as a puppet or a slave.

Bump!

Well its time to post lyrics to my favorite U2 song. One of the many songs I like of theirs.

Sunday, Bloody Sunday by U2

I can't believe the news today
Oh, I can't close my eyes
And make it go away
How long...
How long must we sing this song?
How long? How long...
'cause tonight...we can be as one
Tonight...

Broken bottles under children's feet
Bodies strewn across the dead end street
But I won't heed the battle call
It puts my back up
Puts my back up against the wall

Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Sunday, Bloody Sunday

And the battle's just begun
There's many lost, but tell me who has won
The trench is dug within our hearts
And mothers, children, brothers, sisters
Torn apart

Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Sunday, Bloody Sunday

How long...
How long must we sing this song?
How long? How long...
'cause tonight...we can be as one
Tonight...tonight...

Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Sunday, Bloody Sunday

Wipe the tears from your eyes
Wipe your tears away
Oh, wipe your tears away
Oh, wipe your tears away
(Sunday, Bloody Sunday)
Oh, wipe your blood shot eyes
(Sunday, Bloody Sunday)

Sunday, Bloody Sunday (Sunday, Bloody Sunday)
Sunday, Bloody Sunday (Sunday, Bloody Sunday)

And it's true we are immune
When fact is fiction and TV reality
And today the millions cry
We eat and drink while tomorrow they die

(Sunday, Bloody Sunday)

The real battle just begun
To claim the victory Jesus won
On...

Sunday Bloody Sunday
Sunday Bloody Sunday...

Say I
Creed CD: Human Clay

The dust has finally settled on the field of human clay
Just enough light has shown through
To tell the night from day
We are incomplete and hollow
For our maker has gone away

Who is to blame?
We'll surely melt in the rain

Say I

The stillness is so lifeless with no spirit in your soul
Like children with no vision do exactly what their told
Being led into the desert
For your strength will surely fade

Who is to blame?
We'll surely melt in the rain

Say I

Frantic, faction, focus
The world breathes
And out forms this misconception we call man
But I don't know him
No, I don't know him
Because he lies

Say I

Youth Of The Nation - P.O.D

Last day of the rest of my life
I wish I would’ve known
Cause I didn’t kiss my mama goodbye

I didn’t tell her that I loved her and how much I care
Or thank my pops for all the talks
And all the wisdom he shared

Unaware, I just did what I always do
Everyday, the same routine
Before I skate off to school

But who knew that this day wasn’t like the rest
Instead of taking a test
I took two to the chest

Call me blind, but I didn’t see it coming
Everybody was running
But I couldn’t hear nothing

Except gun blasts, it happened so fast
I don’t really know this kid
Even though I sit by him in class

Maybe this kid was reaching out for love
Or maybe for a moment
He forgot who he was
Or maybe this kid just wanted to be hugged
Whatever it was
I know it’s because

chorus:
We are, We are, the youth of the nation

Little Suzy, she was only twelve
She was given the world
With every chance to excel

Hang with the boys and hear the stories they tell
She might act kind of proud
But no respect for herself

She finds love in all the wrong places
The same situations
Just different faces

Changed up her pace since her daddy left her
Too bad he never told her
She deserved much better

Johnny boy always played the fool
He broke all the rules
So you would think he was cool

He was never really one of the guys
No matter how hard he tried
Often thought of suicide

It’s kind of hard when you ain’t got no friends
He put his life to an end
They might remember him then

You cross the line and there’s no turning back
Told the world how he felt
With the sound of a gat

chorus

Who’s to blame for the lives that tragedies claim
No matter what you say
It don’t take away the pain

That I feel inside, I’m tired of all the lies
Don’t nobody know why
It’s the blind leading the blind

I guess that’s the way the story goes
Will it ever make sense
Somebody’s got to know

There’s got to be more to life than this
There’s got to be more to everything
I thought exists

chorus

Ha Ha Ha
by Flipper

Isn't life a blast
it's just like living in the past
we go downtown to do our shopping
and we live in suburbia
and I say
ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho
he he he he he he he he
ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

What is there to do she said
and he said come on baby
and I'll show you a good time
so they went on down
to one of those cheap motels
and they got all gushy and wet
and I say
ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho
he he he he he he he he
ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

Originally posted by The Z
Youth Of The Nation - P.O.D

Great song. Its among my favorite songs to come out since 2000.

@Voodoo LOL

EDIT-for smilies.

I'm a new rock fan.....unfortunately many times the lyrics don't really mean much other than a jumble of swearing.......but on the other hand, sometimes good songs like that come along with some meaning.