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maxxy
Gender: Male
Location: PA
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- #21
- Posted: 02/07/2009 22:09
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Bob Dylan is almost unsurpassed as a lyricist.
I think the only albums that come close to Blonde on Blonde are Freewheelin' (by him), TMR (Beefheart), and maybe the Doors self-title. _________________ "I'm so ugly but that's OK cause so are you"
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Elston
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- #22
- Posted: 02/08/2009 02:55
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My top ten would be topped off with these 4:
Ys - Joanna Newsom
Rain Dogs - Tom Waits
Nail - J. G. Thirlwell
Frances the Mute - Cedric Bixler Zavala
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NowhereMan
Gender: Male
Age: 30
Location: Nowhereland. (Cheshire/Liverpool)
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- #23
- Posted: 03/21/2009 17:45
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I am The wALRUS - The Beatles
Subbterreanean Homesick Blues Bob Dylan
plenty more
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Harvos
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- #24
- Posted: 03/27/2009 12:49
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Smack my bitch up - The Prodigy
did Telefunker mention one of MJ's tracks? im sure its just a matter of time...
also Work by Kelly Rowland... actually its not the lyrics its more the video clip. No wait, yep video clip + lyrics.
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telefunker
Gender: Male
Age: 39
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- #25
- Posted: 04/03/2009 09:55
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"I don't want no scrubs
A scrub is a guy that can't get no love from me
Hanging out the passenger side
Of his best friend's ride
Trying to holler at me"
I don't think Dylan ever managed to condense the fractured mentality of the modern young woman and empitness of materialism so eloquently into a single stanza like that. _________________ no fat chicks
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RFNAPLES
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Gender: Male
Age: 75
Location: Durham, NC, USA
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Charicature
Age: 49
Location: Vermont
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- #27
- Posted: 04/07/2009 18:28
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End of the World - Rob Dickinson (1st verse and chorus)
Breathe the air again
It's a beautiful day
I wish this moment would stay
With the earth
Some primal paradise
But there you go again
Saying everything ends
Saying you can't depend on anything
Or anyone
If the end of the world was near
Where would you choose to be?
If there was five more minutes
Of air
Would you panic and hide?
Or run for your life?
Or stand here and spend them with me?
If we had five more minutes
Would I
Could I
Make you happy? _________________ <(: @ >
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caralladas76
Location: A Coruña
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- #28
- Posted: 04/09/2009 22:15
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To me, the best lyrics I can think of now, "Like a rolling stone", by Dylan. The whole lyrics and, in particular, "You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you", a whole philosophy of life in one sentence.
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Detroit Rock Citizen
Age: 60
Location: Livonia, Michigan U.S.A.
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- #29
- Posted: 04/13/2009 02:32
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They're selling postcards of the hanging
They're painting the passports brown
The beauty parlor is filled with sailors
The circus is in town
Here comes the blind commissioner
They've got him in a trance
One hand is tied to the tight-rope walker
The other is in his pants
And the riot squad they're restless
They need somewhere to go
As Lady and I look out tonight
From Desolation Row
Cinderella, she seems so easy
"It takes one to know one," she smiles
And puts her hands in her back pockets
Bette Davis style
And in comes Romeo, he's moaning
"You Belong to Me I Believe"
And someone says," You're in the wrong place, my friend
You better leave"
And the only sound that's left
After the ambulances go
Is Cinderella sweeping up
On Desolation Row
Now the moon is almost hidden
The stars are beginning to hide
The fortunetelling lady
Has even taken all her things inside
All except for Cain and Abel
And the hunchback of Notre Dame
Everybody is making love
Or else expecting rain
And the Good Samaritan, he's dressing
He's getting ready for the show
He's going to the carnival tonight
On Desolation Row
Now Ophelia, she's 'neath the window
For her I feel so afraid
On her twenty-second birthday
She already is an old maid
To her, death is quite romantic
She wears an iron vest
Her profession's her religion
Her sin is her lifelessness
And though her eyes are fixed upon
Noah's great rainbow
She spends her time peeking
Into Desolation Row
Einstein, disguised as Robin Hood
With his memories in a trunk
Passed this way an hour ago
With his friend, a jealous monk
He looked so immaculately frightful
As he bummed a cigarette
Then he went off sniffing drainpipes
And reciting the alphabet
Now you would not think to look at him
But he was famous long ago
For playing the electric violin
On Desolation Row
Dr. Filth, he keeps his world
Inside of a leather cup
But all his sexless patients
They're trying to blow it up
Now his nurse, some local loser
She's in charge of the cyanide hole
And she also keeps the cards that read
"Have Mercy on His Soul"
They all play on penny whistles
You can hear them blow
If you lean your head out far enough
From Desolation Row
Across the street they've nailed the curtains
They're getting ready for the feast
The Phantom of the Opera
A perfect image of a priest
They're spoonfeeding Casanova
To get him to feel more assured
Then they'll kill him with self-confidence
After poisoning him with words
And the Phantom's shouting to skinny girls
"Get Outa Here If You Don't Know
Casanova is just being punished for going
To Desolation Row"
Now at midnight all the agents
And the superhuman crew
Come out and round up everyone
That knows more than they do
Then they bring them to the factory
Where the heart-attack machine
Is strapped across their shoulders
And then the kerosene
Is brought down from the castles
By insurance men who go
Check to see that nobody is escaping
To Desolation Row
Praise be to Nero's Neptune
The Titanic sails at dawn
And everybody's shouting
"Which Side Are You On?"
And Ezra Pound and T. S. Eliot
Fighting in the captain's tower
While calypso singers laugh at them
And fishermen hold flowers
Between the windows of the sea
Where lovely mermaids flow
And nobody has to think too much
About Desolation Row
Yes, I received your letter yesterday
(About the time the door knob broke)
When you asked how I was doing
Was that some kind of joke?
All these people that you mention
Yes, I know them, they're quite lame
I had to rearrange their faces
And give them all another name
Right now I can't read too good
Don't send me no more letters no
Not unless you mail them
From Desolation Row _________________ To each his reach but if I don't cop it ain't mine to have - George Clinton
My chart
http://www.besteveralbums.com/thechart.php?c=689
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Detroit Rock Citizen
Age: 60
Location: Livonia, Michigan U.S.A.
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- #30
- Posted: 04/13/2009 02:35
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What's the ugliest
Part of your body?
What's the ugliest
Part of your body?
Some say your nose
Some say your toes
(I think it's your mind) _________________ To each his reach but if I don't cop it ain't mine to have - George Clinton
My chart
http://www.besteveralbums.com/thechart.php?c=689
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