đŸŽ” Favourite lyrics in a song

He’s a dude. Saw RTJ at Glastonbury this year. KM told the crowd to go wild, but specifically told the blokes that if they tried to use this to touch up the ladies, he’d be after them. It was perfect.

As to the qualities of that album, it avoids most of the tropes associated with the genre. It’s an album of short stories, basically. from the hilarious JoJo’s Chillin’ to the historical Reagan to the disappointment of having Atlanta’s officials, a majority black constitution in a majority black US city, still manages to preside over a city in which black people are disproportionately killed in “Anywhere But Here”.

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You shared this on Twitter and Killer Mike liked it. I feel all funny inside.

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All the lies that you make up? What at’s the back of your mind?

Oh you face your I can see and it’s desperately kind. what’s at the back of your mind?

Two Icy cold hands conducting the way, it’s the Eskimo blood in my veins.

This way that way, this way that they, god how sex implores you

Wrong lyrics :slight_frown:

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Best lyrical song

Every so often a song really captures the mood or says everything I want to say. This does it for me right now - not great lyrics just simple, angry, apposite.

“Stop asking musicians what they think”
He said softly as he poured himself a second drink
And outside, the world slipped over the brink
We all thought we had nothing to lose
That we could trust in crossed fingers and horseshoes
That everything would work out, no matter what we choose

The first time it was a tragedy
The second time is a farce
Outside it’s 1933 so I’m hitting the bar

But I don’t know what’s going on anymore
The world outside is burning with a brand new light
But it isn’t one that makes me feel warm
Don’t go mistaking your house burning down for the dawn
Don’t go mistaking your house burning down for the dawn

If I was of the greatest generation I’d be pissed
Surveying the world that I built slipping back into this
I’d be screaming at my grandkids: “We already did this”
Be suspicious of simple answers
That shit’s for fascists and maybe teenagers
You can’t fix the world if all you have is a hammer

The first time it was a tragedy
The second time is a farce
Outside it’s 1933 so I’m hitting the bar

But I don’t know what’s going on anymore
The world outside is burning with a brand new light
But it isn’t one that makes me feel warm
Don’t go mistaking your house burning down for the dawn
Don’t go mistaking your house burning down for the dawn
For the dawn

Aren’t you ashamed of this?
I surely hope that you are
We live in a society that’s maybe heading for Mars

But down here we still have a shower of bastards leading the charge
Outside it’s 1933 so I’m hitting the bar

But I don’t know what’s going on anymore
The world outside is burning with a brand new light
But it isn’t one that makes me feel warm
Don’t go mistaking your house burning down for the dawn
Don’t go mistaking your house burning down for the dawn
Don’t go mistaking your house burning down for the dawn
Don’t go mistaking your house burning down for the dawn

[spoiler]Frank Turner, 1933.

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Yep good lad
on a more optimistic note


History’s been leaning on me lately
I can feel the future breathing down my neck
And all the things I thought were true
When I was young, and you were too
Turned out to be broken
And I don’t know what comes next

In a world that has decided
That it’s going to lose its mind
Be more kind, my friends, try to be more kind

They’ve started raising walls around the world now
Like hackles raised upon a cornered cat
On the borders, in our heads
Between things that can and can’t be said
We’ve stopped talking to each other
And there’s something wrong with that

So before you go out searching
Don’t decide what you will find
Be more kind, my friends, try to be more kind

You should know you’re not alone
And trouble comes, and trouble goes
How this ends, no one knows
So hold


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I like the sentiment here, but something about it feels odd coming from the guy that argued the BNP were “Hard-Left”.

Probably just me being petty like.

In my experience, hard left and hard right meet in the middle
both totalitarian bigots.

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“Don’t charge me with the Rescue Blues”

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Only going forward cannot find reverse.

The firm circa 198ish

You say you are a holy man, but what is it you do
From where I stand is nothing but a hollow man I see

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Let me not be too consumed with this world
Sometimes I want to go home
And stay out of sight for a long time

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Tell everybody
Waitin’ for Superman
That they should try to
Hold on
Best they can
He hasn’t dropped them
Forgot them
Or anything
It’s just too heavy for Superman to lift

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Sensurround sound in a two inch wall
Well I was waiting for the communist call
I didn’t ask for sunshine and I got world war three
I’m looking over the wall and they’re looking at me

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'Cause you’re not resolved in your heart
You’re waiting for me
To improve

Reach out your hand if your cup be empty
If your cup is full may it be again
Let it be known there is a fountain
That was not made by the hands of men

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

Ripple in still water
When there is no pebble tossed
Nor wind to blow

You who choose to lead must follow
But if you fall you fall alone
If you should stand then who’s to guide you?
If I knew the way I would take you home

Im not the guardian of this thread, but I like when the quoted lyrics are also shared with the song so we can see them in their full glory