Busy Clippers
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For me it changes. Today, it's Andy Sturmer, Mark Eitzel, Declan McManus, and Bill Callahan. When I come back to expand upon that statement, the list will surely be different.
Tell Us About Your Favorite Non-Morrissey Lyricist Here!
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Hard to pick.
John Lennon
Ian Curtis
Joni Mitchell
Elvis Costello/Declan McManus
Sinead O'Connor
Kate Bush
Patti Smith
Suzanne Vega
I seem to listen to nothing but singer/songwriters, so this should look a lot like my top artists list.
Damien Dempsey
John Lennon
Ian Curtis
Joni Mitchell
Elvis Costello/Declan McManus
Sinead O'Connor
Kate Bush
Patti Smith
Suzanne Vega
I seem to listen to nothing but singer/songwriters, so this should look a lot like my top artists list.
Damien Dempsey
Voodoo Doll
New Member
Tim Booth:
Found a message in the sand
It read 'just do the best you can'
This world's not how I planned
You're on your own
No one can hear you
They're just talking all the time
There's the world and you're outside
Your home's hard to find
Your home's hard to find
Worn down by strangers
All you need's a friend
You've been worn down by strangers
This is not the end
Guess it's hard to settle down
When love's been spread all around the town
I'm no stranger to this room
My highs just serve to bring me down
I hope to change now
From a sorry state of mind.
I had hoped for heart to heart
My heart's hard to find
My heart's hard to find
Worn down by strangers
All you need's a friend
You've been worn down by strangers
This is not the end
(This is not the end)
Worn down by strangers
All you need's a friend
You've been worn down by strangers
All you need's a friend
By strangers
by strangers
by strangers
(This is not the end)
(this is not the end)
This is the end.
JARVIS COCKER
You are hardcore, you make me hard.
You name the drama and I'll play the part.
It seems I saw you in some teenage wet dream.
I like your get-up if you know what I mean.
I want it bad.
I want it now.
Oh can't you see I'm ready now.
I've seen all the pictures, I've studied them forever.
I wanna make a movie so let's star in it together.
Don't make a move 'til I say "Action."
Oh here comes the Hardcore life.
Put your money where your mouth is tonight.
Leave your make-up on and I'll leave on the light.
Come over here babe and talk in the mic.
Oh yeah I hear you now.
It's gonna be one hell of a night.
You can't be a spectator. Oh no.
You got to take these dreams and make them whole
Oh this is Hardcore -
there is no way back for you.
Oh this is Hardcore -
this is me on top of you
and I can't believe it took me this long.
That it took me this long.
This is the eye of the storm.
It's what men in stained raincoats pay for
but in here it is pure. Yeah.
This is the end of the line.
I've seen the storyline played out so many times before.
Oh that goes in there.
Then that goes in there.
Then that goes in there.
Then that goes in there.
And then it's over.
Oh, what a hell of a show
but what I want to know:
what exactly do you do for an encore?
Cos this is Hardcore.
Found a message in the sand
It read 'just do the best you can'
This world's not how I planned
You're on your own
No one can hear you
They're just talking all the time
There's the world and you're outside
Your home's hard to find
Your home's hard to find
Worn down by strangers
All you need's a friend
You've been worn down by strangers
This is not the end
Guess it's hard to settle down
When love's been spread all around the town
I'm no stranger to this room
My highs just serve to bring me down
I hope to change now
From a sorry state of mind.
I had hoped for heart to heart
My heart's hard to find
My heart's hard to find
Worn down by strangers
All you need's a friend
You've been worn down by strangers
This is not the end
(This is not the end)
Worn down by strangers
All you need's a friend
You've been worn down by strangers
All you need's a friend
By strangers
by strangers
by strangers
(This is not the end)
(this is not the end)
This is the end.
JARVIS COCKER
You are hardcore, you make me hard.
You name the drama and I'll play the part.
It seems I saw you in some teenage wet dream.
I like your get-up if you know what I mean.
I want it bad.
I want it now.
Oh can't you see I'm ready now.
I've seen all the pictures, I've studied them forever.
I wanna make a movie so let's star in it together.
Don't make a move 'til I say "Action."
Oh here comes the Hardcore life.
Put your money where your mouth is tonight.
Leave your make-up on and I'll leave on the light.
Come over here babe and talk in the mic.
Oh yeah I hear you now.
It's gonna be one hell of a night.
You can't be a spectator. Oh no.
You got to take these dreams and make them whole
Oh this is Hardcore -
there is no way back for you.
Oh this is Hardcore -
this is me on top of you
and I can't believe it took me this long.
That it took me this long.
This is the eye of the storm.
It's what men in stained raincoats pay for
but in here it is pure. Yeah.
This is the end of the line.
I've seen the storyline played out so many times before.
Oh that goes in there.
Then that goes in there.
Then that goes in there.
Then that goes in there.
And then it's over.
Oh, what a hell of a show
but what I want to know:
what exactly do you do for an encore?
Cos this is Hardcore.
CharlieFairhead
Loweringthetonesince1974
E/EELS, David Gedge/The Wedding Present/Cinerama, Stephin Merritt/The Magnetic Fields and Tracyanne Campbell/Camera Obscura.
modrevolve
Standard Model
Richard Ashcroft - A Northern Soul era..I really thought he wanted to die alone in bed.
While you may laugh, in highschool I was a huge Blind Melon fan and Shannon Hoon always touched me..still does..
Love David Ford..I saw him cover "There is a light that never goes out" once in concert..amazing amazing rendition.
While you may laugh, in highschool I was a huge Blind Melon fan and Shannon Hoon always touched me..still does..
Love David Ford..I saw him cover "There is a light that never goes out" once in concert..amazing amazing rendition.
Practising Troublemaker
Banned
For me I would have to say it is currently the good old Gedge:
No, I sent you that letter
To ask you if the end was worth the means
Was there really no in between?
And I still don't feel better
I just wondered if it could be like before
And I think you just made me sure!
But then that's typically you
And I might have been a bit rude
But I wrote it in a bad mood
I'm not being funny with you
But it's hard to be engaging
When the things you love keep changing
Brassneck, Brassneck
I just decided I don't trust you anymore
I just decided I don't trust you anymore
First time you came over
Do you remember saying then you'd stay for good?
No I didn't think you would
Well we couldn't've been closer
But it was different then and that's all in the past
There I've said it now at last!
You grew up quicker than me
I kept so many old things
I never stopped quite hoping
I think I know what it means
It means I've got to grow up
It means you want to throw up
Brassneck, Brassneck
I just decided I don't trust you anymore
I just decided I don't trust you anymore
I just know, you weren't listening were you?
Oh please go, whenever you prefer to
I said it means a lot, when you use an old phrase
But then so what? We can't have it both ways
I know, you're not bothered are you
Even so, I'm not going to argue
He won't object! Keep writing to me
Just don't forget you ever knew me
...or perhaps the fantastic (guy from the Twilight Sad)
Comments and memories attached
And when there's no one there,
But the last moment
And I'll pray
So why can't you come around,
And why can't you watch the ground
And your green eyes turn to blue,
Your always, your always,
Fetching for the truth
So why can't you come around
And --like a cheating dream--
And when the door slammed open
My --words fall flat--
I'm holding the other now
And don't let the lights come down
And your green eyes turn to blue,
Your always, your always,
Begging for the truth
And your green eyes turn to blue,
Your always, your always,
Begging for the truth,
And you're fetching for the truth
So why don't you come around
And you're always, you're always
So why can't you come around
And why can't you watch the ground
I'm holding the other now
You're always, you're always
And green eyes turn to blue
And green eyes turn to blue
And you're always, you're always
And you're always, you're always
Your green eyes turn to blue
Your green eyes turn to blue
And you're always, you're always
Your green eyes turn to blue
Your green eyes turn to blue
And you're always, you're always
And you're always, you're always
Your green eyes turn to blue
Your green eyes turn to blue
Love PTxx.
No, I sent you that letter
To ask you if the end was worth the means
Was there really no in between?
And I still don't feel better
I just wondered if it could be like before
And I think you just made me sure!
But then that's typically you
And I might have been a bit rude
But I wrote it in a bad mood
I'm not being funny with you
But it's hard to be engaging
When the things you love keep changing
Brassneck, Brassneck
I just decided I don't trust you anymore
I just decided I don't trust you anymore
First time you came over
Do you remember saying then you'd stay for good?
No I didn't think you would
Well we couldn't've been closer
But it was different then and that's all in the past
There I've said it now at last!
You grew up quicker than me
I kept so many old things
I never stopped quite hoping
I think I know what it means
It means I've got to grow up
It means you want to throw up
Brassneck, Brassneck
I just decided I don't trust you anymore
I just decided I don't trust you anymore
I just know, you weren't listening were you?
Oh please go, whenever you prefer to
I said it means a lot, when you use an old phrase
But then so what? We can't have it both ways
I know, you're not bothered are you
Even so, I'm not going to argue
He won't object! Keep writing to me
Just don't forget you ever knew me
...or perhaps the fantastic (guy from the Twilight Sad)
Comments and memories attached
And when there's no one there,
But the last moment
And I'll pray
So why can't you come around,
And why can't you watch the ground
And your green eyes turn to blue,
Your always, your always,
Fetching for the truth
So why can't you come around
And --like a cheating dream--
And when the door slammed open
My --words fall flat--
I'm holding the other now
And don't let the lights come down
And your green eyes turn to blue,
Your always, your always,
Begging for the truth
And your green eyes turn to blue,
Your always, your always,
Begging for the truth,
And you're fetching for the truth
So why don't you come around
And you're always, you're always
So why can't you come around
And why can't you watch the ground
I'm holding the other now
You're always, you're always
And green eyes turn to blue
And green eyes turn to blue
And you're always, you're always
And you're always, you're always
Your green eyes turn to blue
Your green eyes turn to blue
And you're always, you're always
Your green eyes turn to blue
Your green eyes turn to blue
And you're always, you're always
And you're always, you're always
Your green eyes turn to blue
Your green eyes turn to blue
Love PTxx.
TheCML
New Member
Matt Skiba from Alkaline Trio.
I wrote the words to this song on the back of a photograph
Behind your back it goes
A little something like this is way to big to miss
I got a letter in the mail
The sender failed to let me know where it came from
Opened it up and sure enough there we were
arm in arm (up in arms) again
I know it's small but my last call's been called
half an hour ago
I know it's late but do you think you could at least
fix it for me
Then I'll go I'll go alone I swear
I won't tell a soul
I'll drink this beer and write in fear
of a song everybody hates
Armageddon, let the light in
Before we say goodbye give us something to believe in
Armageddon, we're not begging
For too much I don't think
Just need a goodbye kiss (one last salute)
Before we sink
We sink
I wrote the words to this song on the back of a photograph
Behind your back it goes
A little something like this is way to big to miss
I got a letter in the mail
The sender failed to let me know where it came from
Opened it up and sure enough there we were
arm in arm (up in arms) again
I know it's small but my last call's been called
half an hour ago
I know it's late but do you think you could at least
fix it for me
Then I'll go I'll go alone I swear
I won't tell a soul
I'll drink this beer and write in fear
of a song everybody hates
Armageddon, let the light in
Before we say goodbye give us something to believe in
Armageddon, we're not begging
For too much I don't think
Just need a goodbye kiss (one last salute)
Before we sink
We sink
Chad
Walking through Rome
Darkness at the break of noon
Shadows even the silver spoon
The handmade blade, the child's balloon
Eclipses both the sun and moon
To understand you know too soon
There is no sense in trying.
Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn
Suicide remarks are torn
From the fool's gold mouthpiece
The hollow horn plays wasted words
Proves to warn
That he not busy being born
Is busy dying.
Temptation's page flies out the door
You follow, find yourself at war
Watch waterfalls of pity roar
You feel to moan but unlike before
You discover
That you'd just be
One more person crying.
So don't fear if you hear
A foreign sound to your ear
It's alright, Ma, I'm only sighing.
As some warn victory, some downfall
Private reasons great or small
Can be seen in the eyes of those that call
To make all that should be killed to crawl
While others say don't hate nothing at all
Except hatred.
Disillusioned words like bullets bark
As human gods aim for their mark
Made everything from toy guns that spark
To flesh-colored Christs that glow in the dark
It's easy to see without looking too far
That not much
Is really sacred.
While preachers preach of evil fates
Teachers teach that knowledge waits
Can lead to hundred-dollar plates
Goodness hides behind its gates
But even the president of the United States
Sometimes must have
To stand naked.
An' though the rules of the road have been lodged
It's only people's games that you got to dodge
And it's alright, Ma, I can make it.
Advertising signs that con you
Into thinking you're the one
That can do what's never been done
That can win what's never been won
Meantime life outside goes on
All around you.
You lose yourself, you reappear
You suddenly find you got nothing to fear
Alone you stand with nobody near
When a trembling distant voice, unclear
Startles your sleeping ears to hear
That somebody thinks
They really found you.
A question in your nerves is lit
Yet you know there is no answer fit to satisfy
Insure you not to quit
To keep it in your mind and not fergit
That it is not he or she or them or it
That you belong to.
Although the masters make the rules
For the wise men and the fools
I got nothing, Ma, to live up to.
For them that must obey authority
That they do not respect in any degree
Who despise their jobs, their destinies
Speak jealously of them that are free
Cultivate their flowers to be
Nothing more than something
They invest in.
While some on principles baptized
To strict party platform ties
Social clubs in drag disguise
Outsiders they can freely criticize
Tell nothing except who to idolize
And then say God bless him.
While one who sings with his tongue on fire
Gargles in the rat race choir
Bent out of shape from society's pliers
Cares not to come up any higher
But rather get you down in the hole
That he's in.
But I mean no harm nor put fault
On anyone that lives in a vault
But it's alright, Ma, if I can't please him.
Old lady judges watch people in pairs
Limited in sex, they dare
To push fake morals, insult and stare
While money doesn't talk, it swears
Obscenity, who really cares
Propaganda, all is phony.
While them that defend what they cannot see
With a killer's pride, security
It blows the minds most bitterly
For them that think death's honesty
Won't fall upon them naturally
Life sometimes
Must get lonely.
My eyes collide head-on with stuffed graveyards
False gods, I scuff
At pettiness which plays so rough
Walk upside-down inside handcuffs
Kick my legs to crash it off
Say okay, I have had enough
What else can you show me?
And if my thought-dreams could be seen
They'd probably put my head in a guillotine
But it's alright, Ma, it's life, and life only.
Shadows even the silver spoon
The handmade blade, the child's balloon
Eclipses both the sun and moon
To understand you know too soon
There is no sense in trying.
Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn
Suicide remarks are torn
From the fool's gold mouthpiece
The hollow horn plays wasted words
Proves to warn
That he not busy being born
Is busy dying.
Temptation's page flies out the door
You follow, find yourself at war
Watch waterfalls of pity roar
You feel to moan but unlike before
You discover
That you'd just be
One more person crying.
So don't fear if you hear
A foreign sound to your ear
It's alright, Ma, I'm only sighing.
As some warn victory, some downfall
Private reasons great or small
Can be seen in the eyes of those that call
To make all that should be killed to crawl
While others say don't hate nothing at all
Except hatred.
Disillusioned words like bullets bark
As human gods aim for their mark
Made everything from toy guns that spark
To flesh-colored Christs that glow in the dark
It's easy to see without looking too far
That not much
Is really sacred.
While preachers preach of evil fates
Teachers teach that knowledge waits
Can lead to hundred-dollar plates
Goodness hides behind its gates
But even the president of the United States
Sometimes must have
To stand naked.
An' though the rules of the road have been lodged
It's only people's games that you got to dodge
And it's alright, Ma, I can make it.
Advertising signs that con you
Into thinking you're the one
That can do what's never been done
That can win what's never been won
Meantime life outside goes on
All around you.
You lose yourself, you reappear
You suddenly find you got nothing to fear
Alone you stand with nobody near
When a trembling distant voice, unclear
Startles your sleeping ears to hear
That somebody thinks
They really found you.
A question in your nerves is lit
Yet you know there is no answer fit to satisfy
Insure you not to quit
To keep it in your mind and not fergit
That it is not he or she or them or it
That you belong to.
Although the masters make the rules
For the wise men and the fools
I got nothing, Ma, to live up to.
For them that must obey authority
That they do not respect in any degree
Who despise their jobs, their destinies
Speak jealously of them that are free
Cultivate their flowers to be
Nothing more than something
They invest in.
While some on principles baptized
To strict party platform ties
Social clubs in drag disguise
Outsiders they can freely criticize
Tell nothing except who to idolize
And then say God bless him.
While one who sings with his tongue on fire
Gargles in the rat race choir
Bent out of shape from society's pliers
Cares not to come up any higher
But rather get you down in the hole
That he's in.
But I mean no harm nor put fault
On anyone that lives in a vault
But it's alright, Ma, if I can't please him.
Old lady judges watch people in pairs
Limited in sex, they dare
To push fake morals, insult and stare
While money doesn't talk, it swears
Obscenity, who really cares
Propaganda, all is phony.
While them that defend what they cannot see
With a killer's pride, security
It blows the minds most bitterly
For them that think death's honesty
Won't fall upon them naturally
Life sometimes
Must get lonely.
My eyes collide head-on with stuffed graveyards
False gods, I scuff
At pettiness which plays so rough
Walk upside-down inside handcuffs
Kick my legs to crash it off
Say okay, I have had enough
What else can you show me?
And if my thought-dreams could be seen
They'd probably put my head in a guillotine
But it's alright, Ma, it's life, and life only.
Holy christ, how'd I forget my Minnesotan compatriot?
nogodsnomasters85
Not Stirred
The one, the only, John Lydon. Very few can claim to have fronted such amazing and revolutionary bands as the Sex Pistols and Public Image. For some lightning does strike twice.
Jane
oh, mother...
Although I've listened to him casually for about 5 years or so, the past year, my favorite lyricist, second only to Moz has been the late, great Elliott Smith. <3
Smith and Dylan are my favorites. Tom Waits is also very good but I have just started listening to him.
sweet and tender hooligan
Black cloud
Paul smith (maximo park), Isaac Brook(modest Mouse), Pete Shelly and Paul Weller. There are many other greats but people have already meantioned them.
Mook_from_Manchester
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Ringo Starr
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PAUL HEATON
northern , sharp , witty, gritty.
northern , sharp , witty, gritty.
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