sleepy jack

This is a thread dedicated to lyricist that inspire you, and hopefully we can expand our music tastes as well as our lyrical influences. I gave the thread that title so we can avoid a bunch of people who don't write coming here and going about the genius of Robert Plant or Bob Dylan.

Basically, every one posts one song by a lyricist that has been really inspiring to them recently. Mine is Frank Turner, though I really can't relate to alot of his stuff because i'm not british I still think alot of its genius. & I don't feel like typing up his new lyrics that havn't hit the net yet so i'll go old school frank.

Thatcher Fucked The Kids

Whatever happened to childhood?
We're all scared of the kids in our neighboorhood;
They're not small, charming and harmless,
They're a violent bunch of bastard little shits.
And anyone who looks younger than me
Makes me check for my wallet, my phone and my keys,
And I'm tired of being tired out
Always being on the lookout for thieving gits.

We're all wondering how we ended up so scared;
We spent ten long years teaching our kids not to care
And that "there's no such thing as society" anyway,
And all the rich folks act surprised
When all sense of community dies,
But you just closed your eyes to the other sidev Of all the things that she did.
Thatcher fucked the kids.

And it seems a little bit rich to me,
The way the rich only ever talk of charity
In times like the seventies, the broken down economy
Meant even the upper tier was needing some help.
But as soon as things look brighter,
Yeah the grin gets wider and the grip gets tighter,
And for every teenage tracksuit mugger
There's a guy in a suit who wouldn't lift a finger for anybody else.

You've got a generation raised on the welfare state,
Enjoyed all its benefits and did just great,
But as soon as they were settled as the richest of the rich,
They kicked away the ladder, told the rest of us that life's a bitch.
And it's no surprise that all the fuck-ups
Didn't show up until the kids had grown up.
But when no one ever smiles or ever helps a stranger,
Is it any fucking wonder our society's in danger of collapse?

So all the kids are bastards,
But don't blame them, yeah, they learn by example.
Blame the folks who sold the future for the highest bid:
That's right, Thatcher fucked the kids.

Song: http://www.sendspace.com/file/9gmhqd

Someone elses turnn.

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PaperHurricanesAndPlanes

OH SNEAP!

This song is what influenced me to write (As well as Sorrow, also by Bad Religion). Therefore, it pwns.

All There Is - "Bad Religion"

This song goes out
to all the hopeless sinners,
with grave allegiances,
so meaningless and vain,

The walking wounded in a pagent of contenders
Who balance on a rail of pain for just a pail of rain

And everything is barely mist, blood relations and bricks
my expression, my confession, add it up, extract a lesson, more than this,
once again, like a bullet as a friend, tell me: can that be all there is?

In my rectory of doubt, I kneel to pray like one devout,
As time the great gray dreamless sleep of a useless modern god
erodes away each storied day as wretched Adams with hell to pay
Content upon a rail of pain for just a little rain.

And everything is dearly missed, blood relations and bricks
my expression, my confession, add it up, extract a lesson, more than this,
once again, like a bullet as a friend, tell me: can that be all there is?

There’s an endless disposition,
and it doesn’t mean a goddamn thing—
there’s space for a paper-airplane race in the eye of a hurricane.

And if pigs could fly, then surely so could I,
but this pedestrian knows better than to even try,
and my divinity is caught between the colors of a butterfly.

And everything is dearly missed, blood relations and bricks
my expression, my confession, add it up, extract duress and more than this,
once again, like a bullet as a friend, tell me: can that be all there is?
All there is?

Extremely Honorable Mentions:
Sorrow - Bad Religion
Faint Resemblance - Rise Against
To Them These Streets Belong - Rise Against
In All Rwanda's Glory - RX Bandits
Infrared - Strike Anywhere

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