Ridiculously Cool Lyrical Passages
 

NO MORE THAN FOUR LINES - THEM'S THE RULES.

Well, I stand up next to a mountain
Chop it down with the edge of my hand
Well, I pick up all the pieces and make an island
Might even raise just a little sand

A seasoned witch could call you from the depths of your disgrace,
And rearrange your liver to the solid mental grace,
And achieve it all with music that came quickly from afar,
Then taste the fruit of man recorded losing all against the hour

Really don't mind if you sit this one out
My word's but a whisper your deafness a shout
I may make you feel but I can't make you think
Your sperm's in the gutter your love's in the sink

And all the shady preachers
Begging for my cash
Swiss bank accounts while giving their secretaries the slam

When you fall in love with me
We can dig a hole by the willow tree
Then, I will **** you until you die
Bury you and kiss this town goodbye

Edit: Oops, my reading comprehension is poor today; didn't see the four lines bit. I'll edit shortly.


There ain't no devil, only God when he's drunk
It ain't no sin, to take off your skin and dance around in your bones
How do the angels get to sleep when the devil leaves his porch light on?
Lookin' for a good time starts with throwin' in the line.
(Tom Waits - Come On Up To The House)

Fall out of the window with confetti in my hair
Deal out jacks or better on a blanket by the stairs
I'll tell you all my secrets, but I lie about my past
Send me off to bed for evermore
(Tom Waits, Tango 'Til They're Sore)

The poker's in the fire
And the locusts take the sky
And the earth died screaming
While I lay dreaming of you

(Tom Waits again)

..Still working on choosing my favorite four lines from the other ones.

Yeah ... I love Waits too, but he said a max of four lines... :banghead:
Also, "Kentucky Avenue" is one of many songs that makes me cry every time I listen to it. Have you paged through my entire complete Tom Waits discography review in my journal, perchance?

Edit: Oh, and my "The Word According to Waits" sections, too...

Sorry for temporarily hijacking your thread, Chula. We now return you to your regular programme...

I'm an idiot, sorry; I'm editing my post presently!

..And no, I haven't seen your review but I would love to! I'll do that shortly.

There are so many emotionally annihilating Waits songs. "I'm Still Here" just destroys me.

I'm dippin' up the block and I'm robbin' bitches too
Up the herringbones and bamboos
I wouldn't give a **** if you're pregnant
Gimme the baby rings and the "#1 Mom" pendant

Links for you: The Waits discography review begins here http://www.musicbanter.com/members-j...ml#post1538576

and well, TWATW (Oh my God! TWAT W! :laughing: Never noticed that before!) is all over the place but you can find it by searching for "Wordwaits.jpg" in my journal.
Oh all right, here's the first one to get you started ... http://www.musicbanter.com/members-j...ml#post1135889
Enjoy, and let me know what you think if you feel disposed to...

All my life I been considered as the worst
Lyin' to my mother, even stealin' out her purse
Crime after crime, from drugs to extortion
I know my mother wished she got a ****in' abortion

So you want to die, commit suicide
Dial 1-800-Cyanide line
Far as life, yo it ain't worth it
Put a rope around your neck and jerk it

"Old men kneeling to accept their fate
Wives and daughters caught and raped
A generation drenched in hate
Says he has been here."

("No Bravery" - James Blunt.)

And when you go out of town and stand on stage
Gettin' jerked by the man instead of paid
Now put a gun to your head, then pull the trigger
Now rest in peace, pussy-ass nigga

Me and the Devil, ooh
Was walking side-by-side
I'm going to beat my woman
Until I get satisfied

And you and I climb, crossing the shapes of the morning
And you and I reach over the sun for the river
And you and I climb, clearer, towards the movement
And you and I called over valleys of endless seas

I felt the coldness of my winter
I never thought it would ever go
I cursed the gloom that set upon us
But I know that I love you so

Four thousand holes in Blackburn, Lancashire
And though the holes were rather small
They had to count them all
Now they know how many holes it takes to fill the Albert Hall

in west Philadelphia born and raised
on the playground is where i spent most of my days
chilling out maxing relaxing all cool
shooting some b-ball outside of the school

Darkness at the break of noon
Shadows even the silver spoon
The handmade blade, the child's balloon
Eclipses both the sun and moon

I know no one’s going to show me everything
We all come and go unknown
Each of us so deep and superficial
Between the forceps and the stone.

(Joni Mitchell, “Hejira”)

Somebody once told me the world is gonna roll me
I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed
She was looking kind of dumb with her finger and her thumb
In the shape of an "L" on her forehead

I'm talkin' bout - everybody getting crunk, crunk
Boys tryna touch my junk, junk
Gonna smack him if he getting too drunk, drunk
Now, now - we goin' 'til they kick us out, out

She has that razor sadness that only gets worse
With the clang and the thunder of the Southern Pacific going by
And the clock ticks out like a dripping faucet
Till you're full of rag water and bitters and blue ruin

OMG you post like the greatest poetry i've ever seen. keep it up man.

I-I know this girl we call her Sweet Cooch Brown.
Hands down mami had the bombest pussy in town.
One dip in the girl pool, thatz all it took.
One sample of the snappa and ya ass was whooped.

I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around it
I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it
I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin'
I saw a room full of men with their hammers a-bleedin'

No trophy, no flowers, no flashbulbs, no wine
He's haunted by something he cannot define
Bowel-shaking earthquakes of doubt and remorse
Assail him, impale him with monster-truck force

Day of judgement, god is calling
On their knees, the war pigs crawling
Begging mercy for their sins
Satan, laughing, spreads his wings

There's a time to fu** and a time to crave,
But the Shah sleeps in Lee Harvey's Grave!
There's a time to sh** and a time for God,
The last shi* that I took was pretty ****in' odd!

My friends are girls wrapped in boys
We're living in pieces
I want to live in peace
Society is a hole

Ezekiel saw the wheel, a wheel within a wheel
Ezekiel saw the wheel, a wheel within a wheel
Ezekiel saw the wheel, a wheel within a wheel
Well, I wouldn't mind dying if dying was all

There is a road, no simple highway
Between the dawn and the dark of night
And if you go no one may follow
That path is for your steps alone

Gold Coast slave ship bound for cotton fields
Sold in the market down in New Orleans
Scarred old slaver knows he's doin' all right
Hear him whip the women just around midnight

Seven execution-style murders
I have no remorse cause I'm the ****ing murderer
Haven't you ever heard of a killer?
I drop bombs like Hiroshima

There's a time to live
and a time to die,
I smoke Elvis Presley's toenails
when I wanna get high!


And I go: No mom I'm not on drugs I'm okay, I was just thinking you know, Why don't you get me a Pepsi
And she goes: No you're on drugs!
I go: Mom I'm okay, I'm just thinking
She goes: No you're not thinking, you're on drugs! Normal people don't act that way!

Eden's East, upon his brow Mark of the Beast
Empire fat like a cow slaughtered for the feast
The stink of a jackal's teeth
The gears of war get greased ground em down to raw meat
Billy Woods - The Man Who Would Be King

Her throat broke open… glistened in the dew
Red berries dangled like a dream of rubies too
Snot muscles ran down her ivory chin ‘n tooth within
A locket… a pin held fast to then, my love, my pocket deep within
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band - Making Love to a Vampire With a Monkey on My Knee

Relax, said the night man, we are programmed to receive
You can check out any time you like, but you can never leave!

All through my excrements you shall roam
Open your mouth and taste the foam
Bend up and smell my anal vapor
Your face is my toilet paper

I'll look at you, and you will look at me
With my dick in my hands as you fall to your knees
You know what to do, 'cause I won't say please
Just nibble on my dick like a rat does cheese!

A young nigga on the warpath
And when I'm finished, it's gonna be a bloodbath
Of cops, dying in L.A
Yo Dre, I got something to say

Spend fiddies
Pet kitties
Suck tiddies

"I love the way you massage my balls and stick my dick clean down your throat"

With a purposeful grimace and a terrible sound
He pulls the spitting high tension wires down

Lame not following the rules


I wear skin like Jesus
Sick of bull**** preachers
Concerned with aborted fetus
But don't give a **** who feeds us

When I'll buy my mansion I'll invite the world to stay
So everyone can see a picture of Dorian Gray
We'll sit by the river drinking lemon tea
And there's a thousand midget Russians in midget submarines

you drew an airplane flying through my head
i might as well be dead
let those fireflies chew off my legs
cause i don't wanna ever dance no more

Sapphire her burning eyes
Model euphonic paradigms
Awkwardness happening to someone you love

"Toss me a cigarette, I think there's one in my raincoat."
"We smoked the last one an hour ago."
So I looked at the scenery. She read her magazine.
And the moon rose over an open field.

And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultations
They're quite aware of what they're going through

Sage Francis - Slow Down Ghandi
But some of y'all still haven’t grown into your face and your face doesn't quite match your head
And I'm waiting for a brain to fill the dead space that's left you're all, "Give me ethnicity or give me dreads."
Trustafundian rebel without a cause for alarm
cause when push turns to shove you jump into your forefathers' arms


Florence and the Machine - Various Storms and Saints
And the air was full of various storms and saints parading in the streets as the banks began to break
And I'm in the throes of it somewhere in the belly of the beast
But you took your toll on me so I gave myself over willingly
You got a hold on me and I don't know how I don't just stand outside and scream I am teaching myself how to be free


Florence and the Machine - Strangeness and Charm
It started from your arms and it's a catalyst
You're a chemical that burns there's nothing like this
It's the purest element but it's so volatile
An equation heaven sent, a drug for angels

The fight's begun, they've been released.
Killing foe for peace...bang, bang, bang. Bang, bang, bang...
And they're giving me a wonderful potion,
'cause I cannot contain my emotion.

In the deep cold of night
Winter calls, he cries "Don't deny me!"
For his lady, deep her illness
Time has caught her, and will for all reasons take her

September '77
Port Elizabeth weather fine
It was business as usual
In police room 619

He is following the rules: it's not four lines exactly; it's a maximum of four lines.

"They declared me unfit to live
Said into that black void my soul'd be hurled.
They wanna know why I did what I did?
Sir I guess there's just a meanness in this world."

Bruce Springsteen, "Nebraska"

Sunday is gloomy,
My hours are slumberless.
Dearest, the shadows
I live with are numberless.

Little white flowers
Will never awaken you.
Not where the black coach
Of sorrow has taken you.

Angels have no thought
Of ever returning you.
Would they be angry
If I thought of joining you?

Gloomy is Sunday,
With shadows I spend it all.
My heart and I, have
Decided to end it all.

From Hey Juana off Jeffrey Lee Pierce's solo album, Wildweed.

Tell Baby Romi
Call Murray the Man
We gonna grab that can
And bring it on home

then skipping a bit

Now, Nick the Cave
He spent all his pay
On a bottle of gin
And a shark without a fin

First verse references the bassists for The Gun Club at the time, and I believe who played bass on his solo album, the second I listed obviously makes reference to Nick Cave.