For I have known them all already, known them all:
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?Eliot
For I have known them all already, known them all:
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?Eliot
For I have known them all already, known them all:
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?Eliot
I think most lyrics can stand as poems, especially if you haven't heard the song...
this is just for educational fun... (and cause I love the Monty Python)
When ever life gets you down Mrs. Brown
and things seem hard or tough.
and people are stupid obnoxious or daft
and you feel that you've had quite enough
Just remember that you're standing on a planet that's evolving
And revolving at nine hundred miles an hour,
That's orbiting at nineteen miles a second, so it's reckoned,
A sun that is the source of all our power.
The sun and you and me and all the stars that we can see
Are moving at a million miles a day
In an outer spiral arm, at forty thousand miles an hour,
Of the galaxy we call the 'Milky Way'.
Our galaxy itself contains a hundred billion stars.
It's a hundred thousand light years side to side.
It bulges in the middle, sixteen thousand light years thick,
But out by us, it's just three thousand light years wide.
We're thirty thousand light years from galactic central point.
We go 'round every two hundred million years,
And our galaxy is only one of millions of billions
In this amazing and expanding universe.
The universe itself keeps on expanding and expanding
In all of the directions it can whizz
As fast as it can go, at the speed of light, you know,
Twelve million miles a minute, and that's the fastest speed there is.
So remember, when you're feeling very small and insecure,
How amazingly unlikely is your birth,
And pray that there's intelligent life somewhere up in space,
'Cause there's bugger all down here on Earth.
I hope death is joyful, and I hope I'll never return -Frida Khalo
If I seem insensitive to what you are going through, understand it's the way I am- Mr. Spock
Personally, I think that the unique and supreme delight lies in the certainty of doing 'evil'–and men and women know from birth that all pleasure lies in evil. - Baudelaire
For I have known them all already, known them all:
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?Eliot
Most of Bob Dylan's lyrics can be considered poetry
Touched by Genius. Cursed by Madness. Blinded by Love.
Those lyrics I posted were written in 1985 when the band were themselves kids, and part of a musical scene that they were creating, riding high on a mega tsunami if you like
Since then they've made brilliant music and some truly excellent lyrics. What I'm saying is don't be too hasty and judge a band of 26 years on two songs from their early career, even though I admit that those lyrics are totally genre slaves
OK I'm going to be a complete fankid and post some more Megadeth lyrics:
Diadems
Sacriledge and blasphemy
Sets the stage today
The more insatiable the sex
The more swelled our tongues became
As pre-historic as it seems
This is now, today
As pre-historic as it seems
This is now
Talkin' 'bout no vision
Talkin' 'bout no dream
The Harlot puddles for her lies
From where she speaks
I look above and see
Entrails in the sky
This song ain't over 'til the
Fat lady dies
I saw a new earth today
I saw a former pass away
A Tout Le Monde (To All The World)
Don't remember where I was
I realized life was a game
The more seriously I took things
The harder the rules became
I had no idea what it'd cost
My life passed before my eyes
I found out how little I accomplished
All my plans denied
So as you read this know my friends
I'd love to stay with you all
smile when you think of me
My body's gone that's all
If my heart was still alive
I know it would surely break
And my memories left with you
There's nothing more to say
Moving on is a simple thing
What it leaves behind is hard
You know the sleeping feel no more pain
And the living all are scarred
So as you read this know my friends
I'd love to stay with you all
Please smile, smile when you think about me
My body's gone that's all
Addicted To Chaos
(The part I bolded is undoubtly poetry by my reckoning. A great use of words)
Only yesterday they told me you were gone
All these normal people, will I find another one?
Monkey on my back, aching in my bones
I forgot you said "One day you'll walk alone"
I said I need you, does that make me wrong?
Am I a weak man, are you feeling strong?
My heart was blackened, it's bloody red
A hole in my heart, a hole in my head?
Who will help me up?
Where's the helping hand?
Will you turn on me?
Is this my final stand?
In a dream I cannot see
Tangled abstract fallacy
Random turmoil builds in me
I'm addicted to chaos
Light shined on my path,
Turn bad days into good
Turn breakdowns into blocks, I smashed 'em cause I could
My brain was labored, my head would spin
Don't let me down, don't give up, don't give in
The rain comes down, cold wind blows
The plans we made are back up on the road
Turn up my collar, welcome the unknown
Remember what you said "One day you'll walk alone"
'Anger's my meat; I sup upon myself,
And so shall starve with feeding.'
Volumnia in Coriolanus
Heard that just now. I never would've pictured it.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S2CFM4ev-g8
When I read it I found it a lot more solemn, the song is just so fruity, I think.
I always thought of it as thought a man was saying it. It is pretty different, I thought it would be a lot more sad.
Anyone heard the song Fat-bottomed Girls by Queen? I thought it would be more that beat.
For I have known them all already, known them all:
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?Eliot