How violent is hope
Love only knows
The Pogues - Pont Mirabeau
Not sure if they’re my favourite, but always liked this sequence in Bulls on Parade:
Weapons, not food, not homes, not shoes
Not need, just feed the war, cannibal animal, I
Walk the corner to the rubble
That used to be a library, line up to the mind cemetery now
What we don’t know keeps the contracts alive and movin’
They don’t gotta burn the books, they just remove 'em
While arms warehouses fill as quick as the cells
Rally 'round the family, pockets full of shellsPeople I see
Just remind me of mooing
Like a cow on the grass
And that’s not to say
That there’s anything wrong
With being a cow anyway
But people are people
With the added advantage
Of the spoken word
We’re getting on fine
But I feel more of a man
When I get with the herd
From Elegant Chaos by Julian Cope https://youtu.be/Bj1pAd92E3k
„Filmriss“ by Knochenfabrik („blackout“ by Bonefactory) in a way one of the saddest songs I know.
Great cover with more emphasis on the sadness of the topic
Wir hatten uns nicht vorgenommen
Jemals auf die Welt zu kommen
Und trotzdem is es irgendwie passiert
Als wir uns schließlich selbst erkannten
Und alles ziemlich scheiße fanden
Hatten wir das Wichtigste kapiert
Denn solange wir noch kriechen können, geht noch einer rein
Wir trinken uns den Schädelknochen leer
Denn so hohl wie unser Leergut, wollen wir für immer sein
Alles andre intressiert uns längst nicht mehrWe never planned to be born, and yet, somehow, it happened
When we finally recognized ourselves and thought everything was pretty shitty, at least we figured out what really mattered:
Because as long as we can still crawl, there’s room for one more we drink until our skulls are empty
Because we want to be forever as hollow as our empty bottles.
Everything else doesn’t matter anymore
“Cause love’s such an old-fashioned word And love dares you to care for The people on the edge of the night And love dares you to change our way of Caring about ourselves This is our last dance This is our last dance This is ourselves Under pressure.”
Such a powerful part of that song by Queen (and Bowie, I think).
This is one of those lyrics that keep hitting hard, even after 30+ years of first hearing this song:
How can I find The right way to control All the conflicts inside All the problems beside As the questions arise And the answers don’t fit Into my way of things Into my way of things
Joy Division - Komakino
Edit: I had listed the lyrics to Boycott Heaven due to recency bias, but after more thought I think it’s Oblivion Song by cloudkissed
🎶It’s comforting to know that in a hundred years or so
🎶My memory will all but fade away
🎶It’s interesting to note that every clumsy song I wrote
🎶Will outlive me by forever and a day
🎶‘Cause despite all my potential I’m quite inconsequential
🎶And these tears that feel torrential will not matter any more
🎶And maybe it sounds morbid, but if my efforts are rewarded by oblivion
🎶That sounds nice to me
I salute at the threshold of the North Sea of my mind And I nod to the boredom that drove me here to face the tide And I swim, I swim, oh swim Dip a toe in the ocean, oh how it hardens and it numbs The rest of me is a version of man built to collapse in crumbs And if I hadn’t come now to the coast to disappear I may have died in a landslide of rocks and hopes and fears So I swim until you can’t see land Swim until you can’t see land Swim until you can’t see land Are you a man? Are you a bag of sand?
Up to my knees now, do I wade, do I dive? The sea has seen my like before, though it’s my first and perhaps last time Let’s call me a baptist, call this a drowning of the past She is there on the shoreline throwing stones at my back So I swim until you can’t see land Swim until you can’t see land Swim until you can’t see land Are you a man? Are you a bag of sand?
And the water is taller than me And the land is a marker line All I have is a body adrift in water, salt and sky
we’re rolling bigger DOOBIES
and growing bigger BOOBIES
“Why do we always send the poor”
so its hard to find a point where I want to end listing the lyrics of wondering again as the lyrics of the whole song are definately my favorite and just get more relevant every decade:
There’s the stillness of death on a deathly unliving sea,
And the motor car magical world long since ceased to be,
When the Eve-bitten apple returned to destroy the tree,Incestuous ancestry’s charabanc ride,
Spawning new millions throws the world on its side,
Supporting their far-flung illusion, the national curse,
And those with no sandwiches please get off the bus ,The excrement bubbles
The century’s slime decays,
And the brainwashing government lackeys
Would have us say,
It’s under control and we’ll soon be on our way,
To a grand year for babies and quiz panel games,
Of the hot hungry millions you’ll be sure to remain…“I’m still angry at my parents for what their parents did to them” Growing Sideways by Noah Kahan. Realistically that whole song but that line in particular hits me hard.
Woah, that’s a solid line!
Highly recommend the whole song
Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun
Pink Floyd - Time
I was lucky to hear this words when I was young. I think they made me a little more conscious of how I live.
I heard them when I was a kid but being in a non-english speaking country, I didn’t understand them. When I could understand them, I didn’t “listen” to them (as in I didn’t pay attention), when I did start to actually listen to them, I was already old and it hit me in a not very positive way lol.
But hey, thats life.
Yes, I still thank about missed opportunities in life. I hope to use my remaining years to do things differently.
Leonard Cohen - Closing time:
Ah, we’re drinking and we’re dancing And the band is really happening And the Johnny Walker wisdom running high And my very sweet companion She’s the Angel of Compassion She’s rubbing half the world against her thigh And every drinker, every dancer Lifts a happy face to thank her The fiddler fiddles something so sublime All the women tear their blouses off And the men, they dance on the polka-dots And it’s partner found, it’s partner lost And it’s hell to pay when the fiddler stops It’s closing time (closing time, closing time, closing time) Yeah, the women tear their blouses off And the men, they dance on the polka-dots And it’s partner found, it’s partner lost And it’s hell to pay when the fiddler stops It’s closing time Ah, we’re lonely, we’re romantic And the cider’s laced with acid And the Holy Spirit’s crying, “Where’s the beef?” And the moon is swimming naked And the summer night is fragrant With a mighty expectation of relief So we struggle and we stagger Down the snakes and up the ladder To the tower where the blessed hours chime And I swear, it happened just like this A sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss The Gates of Love, they budged an inch I can’t say much has happened since But closing time (closing time, closing time, closing time) I swear, it happened just like this A sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss The Gates of Love, they budged an inch I can’t say much has happened since I can’t say much has happened since I can’t say much has happened since But closing time Closing time I loved you for your beauty But that doesn’t make a fool of me You were in it for your beauty too And I loved you for your body There’s a voice that sounds like god to me Declaring (declaring), declaring (declaring) Declaring that your body’s really you (really, really, really, really you) And I loved you when our love was blessed And I loved you, now, there’s nothing left But sorrow and a sense of overtime And I missed you since the place got wrecked And I just don’t care what happens next Looks like freedom, but it feels like death It’s something in between, I guess It’s closing time (closing time, closing time, closing time) Yeah, I missed you since the place got wrecked By the winds of change and the weeds of sex Looks like freedom, but it feels like death It’s something in between, I guess It’s closing time Yeah, we’re drinking and we’re dancing But there’s nothing really happening And the place is dead as Heaven on a Saturday night And my very close companion Gets me fumbling, gets me laughing She’s a hundred, but she’s wearing something tight And I lift my glass to the awful tuth Which you can’t reveal to the ears of youth Except to say it isn’t worth a dime And the whole damn place goes crazy twice And it’s once for the Devil, and once for Christ But the Boss don’t like these dizzy heights We’re busted in the blinding lights Of closing time (closing time, closing time, closing time) The whole damn place goes crazy twice And it’s once for the Devil, and it’s once for Christ But the Boss don’t like these dizzy heights We’re busted in the blinding lights (busted in the blinding lights) Busted in the blinding lights Of closing time Closing time Oh, the women tear their blouses off And the men, they dance on the polka-dots It’s closing time And it’s partner found, it’s partner lost And it’s hell to pay when the fiddler stops It’s closing time I swear it happened just like this A sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss It’s closing time (closing time, closing time, closing time) The Gates of Love, they budged an inch I can’t say much has happened since But closing time (closing time, closing time, closing time) I loved you when our love was blessed I love you now, there’s nothing left But closing time (closing time, closing time, closing time) I miss you since the place got wrecked By the winds of change and the weeds of sex of closing…
On the wings of a dream so far beyond reality
All alone in desperation, now the time is gone
Lost inside you’ll never find
Lost within my own mind
Day after day this misery must go on
So far away we wait for the day
For the lives all so wasted and gone
We feel the pain of a lifetime lost in a thousand days
Through the fire and flames we carry on
Through the Fire and Flames, Dragonforce. Most people know it for having five guitar solos, but the lyrics speak to me
