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    Stories Behind Songs

    Often find myself wondering the stories behind some songs... Do you know any such stories?

    One of my favorite songs, "The Drugs Don't Work" by Verve was written when his mother was going through cancer treatment as a way to express his helplessness in the face of her suffering. (heard the story on Channel 4)


    "The Drug Don't Work"

    All this talk of getting old
    It's getting me down my love
    Like a cat in a bag, waiting to drown
    This time I'm comin' down

    And I hope you're thinking of me
    As you lay down on your side
    Now the drugs don't work
    They just make you worse
    But I know I'll see your face again

    Now the drugs don't work
    They just make you worse
    But I know I'll see your face again

    But I know I'm on a losing streak
    'Cause I passed down my old street
    And if you wanna show, then just let me know
    And I'll sing in your ear again

    Now the drugs don't work
    They just make you worse
    But I know I'll see your face again

    'Cause baby, ooh, if heaven calls, I'm coming, too
    Just like you said, you leave my life, I'm better off dead

    All this talk of getting old
    It's getting me down my love
    Like a cat in a bag, waiting to drown
    This time I'm comin' down

    Now the drugs don't work
    They just make you worse
    But I know I'll see your face again

    'Cause baby, ooh, if heaven calls, I'm coming, too
    Just like you said, you leave my life, I'm better off dead

    But if you wanna show, just let me know
    And I'll sing in your ear again

    Now the drugs don't work
    They just make you worse
    But I know I'll see your face again

    Yeah, I know I'll see your face again
    Yeah, I know I'll see your face again
    Yeah, I know I'll see your face again
    Yeah, I know I'll see your face again

    I'm never going down, I'm never coming down
    No more, no more, no more, no more, no more
    I'm never coming down, I'm never going down
    No more, no more, no more, no more, no more
    Last edited by Scheherazade; 12-10-2004 at 05:37 AM.
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    I have heard that Metallica's "Fade to black" was based on a letter written by a man who committed suicide. Here you have it:

    Fade To Black

    Life it seems, will fade away
    Drifting further every day
    Getting lost within myself
    Nothing matters no one else
    I have lost the will to live
    Simply nothing more to give
    There is nothing more for me
    Need the end to set me free

    Things are not what they used to be
    Missing one inside of me
    Deathly lost, this can't be real
    Cannot stand this hell I feel
    Emptiness is filing me
    To the point of agony
    Growing darkness taking dawn
    I was me, but now He's gone

    No one but me can save myself, but it to late
    Now I can't think, think why I should even try
    Yesterday seems as though it never existed
    Death Greets me warm, now I will just say good-bye
    Lo mejor suele descubrirse por casualidad ^^

    -Los Recovecos De Mi Mente-

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    when the tigers broke free - pink flyod

    it's about the death of roger waters' father.

    picture of lily - the who

    it's about pete towshend's hard time dealing with gals and this lead to his "sexual problems"


    "there are people in the world so hungry that God can not appear to them except in the form of bread"

    Mahatma Gandhi

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    There is a band called Neutral Milk Hotel--they are very, very good. Their album entitled "The Aeroplane Over the Sea" is wonderful. The lyrics, however, are a bit inscrutable. I looked up some interviews online with the singer/songwriter Jeff Magnum to see if he might shed a clue as to what some of the songs were about.
    Sure enough, an interviewer asked him about these lyrics from "Oh Comely":

    I know they buried her body with others,
    Her sister and mother, and 500 families,
    And will she remember me 50 years later?
    I wished I could save her in some sort of time machine . . .

    He answered, "Oh, that's about Anne Frank. A lot of the songs are about her."

    Turns out, he read "The Diary of Anne Frank" shortly before recording this album. He said it made him cry for three days. So he wrote these songs featuring Anne Frank, some of which are sad, some of which deal with her reincarnation . . .

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    hey Basil, nice story
    Lo mejor suele descubrirse por casualidad ^^

    -Los Recovecos De Mi Mente-

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    Rammstein Mein Teil - Based off the Cannabalism story in germany a few months ago.

    „Suche gut gebauten 18-30jährigen zum Schlachten“
    Der Metzgermeister

    Heute treff' ich einen Herrn
    Der hat mich zum Fressen gern
    Weiche Teile und auch harte
    stehen auf der Speisekarte

    Denn du bist was du isst
    und ihr wisst was es ist

    Es ist mein Teil – nein
    Mein Teil – nein
    Da das ist mein Teil – nein
    Mein Teil – nein

    Die stumpfe Klinge gut und recht
    Ich blute stark und mir ist schlecht
    Muss ich auch mit der Ohnmacht kämpfen
    ich esse weiter unter Krämpfen

    Ist doch so gut gewürzt
    und so schön flambiert
    und so liebevoll auf Porzellan serviert
    Dazu ein guter Wein
    und zarter Kerzenschein
    Ja da lass ich mir Zeit
    Etwas Kultur muss sein

    Denn du bist was du isst
    Und ihr wisst was es ist

    Es ist mein Teil – nein
    Mein Teil – nein
    Denn das ist mein Teil – nein
    Yes it's mein Teil – nein

    Ein Schrei wird zum Himmel fahren
    Schneidet sich durch Engelsscharen
    Vom Wolkendach fällt Federfleisch
    auf meine Kindheit mit Gekreisch

    Translation:

    “Looking for a well-built 18 to 30-year-old to be slaughtered”
    The Master Butcher [2]

    Today I will meet a gentleman
    He likes me so much he could eat me up
    Soft parts and even hard ones [3]
    are on the menu

    Because you are what you eat
    and you know what it is

    It is my part – no
    My part – no
    There that's my part – no
    My part – no

    The dull blade good and proper
    I'm bleeding heavily and feeling sick
    Although I have to fight to stay awake
    I keep eating while in convulsions

    It's just so well seasoned
    and so nicely flambéed
    and so lovingly served on porcelain
    And with it, a good wine
    and gentle candlelight
    Yeah I'll take my time
    You've got to have some culture

    Because you are what you eat
    and you know what it is

    It is my part – no
    My part – no
    Because that's my part – no
    Yes it's my part – no

    A cry will ascend to heaven
    It will cut through hosts of angels
    Feather-flesh will shriekingly fall
    from the top of the clouds onto my childhood

    [1] "Teil" means "part" or "piece", but can also be slang for "pe***", similar to "thing" in English.

    [2] Only present in the single version of the song: This is a direct quote from an online posting made by Armin Meiwes, a man in Germany who found a willing "victim" (Bernd Jürgen Brandes) to slaughter. Before the deed, Brandes wanted his pe*** cut off, and they ate it together.

    [3] "Weiche Teile" is a pun on "Weichteile", which means "genitals" in German.

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    You know, We went to a Urb brothers concert some months ago and well, they had lots of songs and lots of stories behind them.

    One song was something like this:

    Tenderly
    singing you this song.
    Life, hurring besides us
    midnight train in the rain


    et cetera


    There are two stories behind this one.
    The first one is, when Tarmo Urb was in a train in night and in rain also and he saw two punks, a boy and a girl, sleeping in each others arms and they looked so damn cute and probably had forgotten what terrorists and anarchists they were supposed to be.

    The other story was, when he wanted to communicate with a little child in a foreign country, but there was a language barrier, i think. So then he remembered the train and the song came up in about five minutes.
    Don't remember the story exactly though, but it was something like that.

    Now We must think a bit until We remember their next story
    If you believe even a half of this post, you are severely mistaken.

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    One of my favorites are "Chelsea Hotel" by leanard Cohen.

    In Leonard's Greatest Hits (1997) album notes he says: "I wrote this for an American singer who died a while ago. She used to stay at the Chelsea, too." This was later linked to Janis Joplin. Later Cohen said that this was "the sole indiscretion in my professional life."

    Lyrics for: Chelsea Hotel #2

    I remember you
    well in the Chelsea Hotel,
    you were talking so brave and so sweet,
    giving me head on the unmade bed,
    while the limousines wait in the street.
    Those were the reasons and that was New York,
    we were running for the money and the flesh.
    And that was called love for the workers in song
    probably still is for those of them left.
    Ah but you got away, didn't you babe,
    you just turned your back on the crowd,
    you got away, I never once heard you say,
    I need you, I don't need you,
    I need you, I don't need you
    and all of that jiving around.

    I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel
    you were famous, your heart was a legend.
    You told me again you preferred handsome men
    but for me you would make an exception.
    And clenching your fist for the ones like us
    who are oppressed by the figures of beauty,
    you fixed yourself, you said, "Well never mind,
    we are ugly but we have the music."

    And then you got away, didn't you babe...

    I don't mean to suggest that I loved you the best,
    I can't keep track of each fallen robin.
    I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel,
    that's all, I don't even think of you that often.
    "Man was made for joy and woe;
    And when this we rightly know
    Through the world we safely go" Blake

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    Scher, hope this helps , my fave ever lyrics site, http://www.lyricsdownload.com/

    Pink Floyd - When The Tigers Broke Free

    It was just before dawn
    One miserable morning in black 'forty four.
    When the forward commander
    Was told to sit tight
    When he asked that his men be withdrawn.
    And the Generals gave thanks
    As the other ranks held back
    The enemy tanks for a while.
    And the Anzio bridgehead
    Was held for the price
    Of a few hundred ordinary lives.

    And old King George
    Sent Mother a note
    When he heard that father was gone.
    It was, I recall,
    In the form of a scroll,
    With gold leaf and all.
    And I found it one day
    In a drawer of old photographs, hidden away.
    And my eyes still grow damp to remember
    His Majesty signed
    With his own rubber stamp.

    It was dark all around.
    There was frost in the ground
    When the tigers broke free.
    And no one survived
    From the Royal Fusiliers Company C.
    They were all left behind,
    Most of them dead,
    The rest of them dying.
    And that's how the High Command
    Took my daddy from me
    ---

    The Who - Pictures Of Lily

    I used to wake up in the morning
    I used to feel so bad
    I got so sick of having sleepless nights
    I went and told my dad

    He said, "Son now here's some little something"
    And stuck them on my wall
    And now my nights ain't quite so lonely
    In fact I, I don't feel bad at all

    Pictures of Lily made my life so wonderful
    Pictures of Lily helped me sleep at night
    Pitcures of Lily solved my childhood problems
    Pictures of Lily helped me feel alright

    Pictures of Lily
    Lily, oh Lily
    Lily, oh Lily
    Pictures of Lily

    And then one day things weren't quite so fine
    I fell in love with Lily
    I asked my dad where Lily I could find
    He said, "Son, now don't be silly"

    "She's been dead since 1929"
    Oh, how I cried that night
    If only I'd been born in Lily's time
    It would have been alright

    Pictures of Lily made my life so wonderful
    Pictures of Lily helped me sleep at night

    For me and Lily are together in my dreams
    And I ask you, "Hey mister, have you ever seen"
    "Pictures of Lily?"
    I have a plan: attack!

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    Wow Jay, You did that for me ????


    Oh...I'm soooooooooo touched


    "there are people in the world so hungry that God can not appear to them except in the form of bread"

    Mahatma Gandhi

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    Hehe, welcome SubT, need any lyrics? Yell and gramma Jay will do her best to get em for ya .
    I have a plan: attack!

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    Oh I really really dont wanna hijacked this thread..


    But Gramma Jay

    Laughing my arse off




    I have no idea you would calle yourself like that....
    Last edited by subterranean; 12-10-2004 at 09:47 PM.


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    I was being my 'arse' self , sorry for almost hijacking your thread, not gonna say a word *zips mouth shut*
    I have a plan: attack!

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    Quote Originally Posted by Jessika
    hey Basil, nice story
    Thanks!

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    One from Radiohead. It's called Creep. It's about Thom's personal experience when he was younger, being as somekind of geek who has a little problem with opposite sex.

    Creep
    When you were here before,
    couldn't look you in the eye.
    You're just like an angel,
    your skin makes me cry.
    You float like a feather,
    in a beautiful world
    I wish I was special,
    you're so ****ing special.

    But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo.
    What the hell am I doing here?
    I don't belong here.

    I don't care if it hurts,
    I want to have control.
    I want a perfect body,
    I want a perfect soul.
    I want you to notice,
    when I'm not around.
    You're so ****ing special,
    I wish I was special.

    But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo.
    What the hell am I doing here?.
    I don't belong here

    She's running out the door,
    she's running,
    she run, run, run, run, run.

    Whatever makes you happy,
    whatever you want.
    You're so ****ing special,
    I wish I was special,

    but I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo.
    What the hell am I doing here?
    I don't belong here,
    I don't belong here.


    One day, Thom got this letter from a prison inmate that read, ‘I’m the creep to that song. I killed this bloke. They made me do it. It wasn’t me, it was the words in my head.’
    Then He thought; " I felt like someone had walked over my grave .

    He also receieved lots of letters from fans who believed Thom knew the answers to their problems.

    PS: Please excuse the swearings, but that's the original lyrics. So....
    Last edited by subterranean; 12-10-2004 at 11:14 PM.


    "there are people in the world so hungry that God can not appear to them except in the form of bread"

    Mahatma Gandhi

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